Volume 1, Chapter 31: Why Go to Such Lengths?

Inside the carriage, Xie Chengzhu gazed at the glazed lamp and the slab of black jade on the small table, his eyes filled with repulsion.

"What is the meaning of this, my lord? Must there be a reason to offer a gift? You accepted the offerings from that young man and Yuexiu, did you not? Ours are far more precious, so why refuse them?" He pushed the bundle toward Lu Jue.

Wen Yiming quickly responded with courtesy; he held great respect and admiration for true masters of collection. Furniture was his weakness, requiring significant external procurement, and Ye Chengyao and Wu Jia'en were key partners.

"Yes! Rest assured!" Seeing the robotic doctor agree, Cascal immediately expressed his gratitude with great joy.

Zhou Ruoshui smiled without a word, taking the medicine to drink, but the bitterness made her knit her brows again. How could she ever blame him? It was just that a slip of a marriage contract could never compare to the beauty of a first love’s stirring heart.

She never expected that even though the place where she and Lin Yue were staying was already quite remote, so many people were still targeting them.

Old Man Diao nodded. It was clear to see that Grandpa favored Lin Mengyao, who had come from the capital, but it did not matter. Strength is strength, and he had absolute confidence in Wen Yiming.

Lu Jue slammed the deposition onto the table, picked up his tea, and sipped it slowly, casting a calm, sweeping glance at A-Ding.

"If you won't answer, I shall take your silence as an admission." The man in black nodded, finally aiming his sharp blade at her throat.

With a monarch of such limited character, the fate of the nation was easy to foresee. The man in gray felt a sense of mockery in his heart as he led Wanyan Fu inside.

Under the terrified gaze of the defenders on the Yamato battleship, Lin Ge steered his own vessel to ram theirs.

Previously, the Vault of Heaven Hall had encountered significant trouble and lost many men while dealing with the nuisance of Li Qifeng. Of course, this did not mean the Hall Master had to intervene personally. Before, Li Qifeng was not worth their true attention, but now that the Vault of Heaven Hall had begun to take him seriously, it meant that Li Qifeng’s end had arrived.

The reception was held at a high-end club near Mount Yunwu in Chuzhou, named Wind in the Mountains, located far out in the suburbs in a very serene setting.

During training, Zhang Shujie saw the two men waving at him, signaling him to come over. Zhang Shujie mentioned it to An Rong, who nodded in agreement, and so he went over.

However, even if there were any, Zhang Yifan had no way to check them one by one, as these ships had entry restrictions; the larger the ship, the higher the requirement for the number of people on board.

Li Qifeng stood his ground, activating the Heavenly Martial True Art, frantically absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth to replenish his depleted internal strength.

This sound was different from before—duller and louder. He turned his head and was jolted with shock, seeing a massive cannonball flying straight toward him—or rather, toward the "Matchstick."

"These water monsters usually lurk at the bottom of the lake; how are we supposed to get rid of it?" Fan Xiaoxue slumped to the ground, panting heavily.

Facing such a massive army of magical beasts, those thirty-plus human Demon Sovereigns were already beginning to feel exhausted.

Perhaps even the Demon Mother did not know that while the Black Lotus Demon Buddha had not failed, he had come very close to it.

"To hell with setting up, there's no time left!" HK no longer had the chance to even poke his head out to fire; the hail of bullets from the enemy hammered against the rock he was hiding behind, creating a chaotic din.

She used an evidence bag to seal the stack of papers, then drove to Huayuan Yi.

"I haven't lost weight, Mom. My brother and I aren't picky eaters, and I weigh exactly the same as before," Jianbing said proudly.