Chapter 43 Meeting My Good Son Again

Song Jinwei pouted stubbornly, refusing to open her mouth.

Fu Siyue cast an icy, piercing gaze her way, his deep voice carrying an even greater sense of oppression. "I'll say it one more time. Apologize."

Tears instantly welled up in Song Jinwei's eyes. Choking back a sob, she said to Fu Siyue, "I'm sorry."

The color in Fu Siyue's eyes deepened. "Not to me."

Overwhelmed by a sense of humiliation and on the verge of breaking down, Song Jinwei shouted at Wei Xifeng instead, "Sorry, is that fine?!"

Meanwhile, over at the Dingsheng Grand Hotel, Chen Yuanyuan had just hung up the phone when she suddenly let out a chuckle, smiling in a charming and delighted manner.

Although the grade of this lower-tier tier-two battle saber was quite decent, its weapon shape was rather poor. The blade was exceptionally wide, thick, and heavy, making it perhaps suitable for strength-based martial artists, but hardly fitting for someone like Sun Cheng, who possessed a profound mastery of saber techniques. Combined with combat skills, it was almost impossible to unleash its true potential.

The door opened. Fortunately, the owner came out carrying a cup of tea. However, the owner's attire was truly hard to compliment; while she possessed a certain degree of charm, she was wearing a tattered dress. Wasn't this style a bit too—well, way too outdated?

The outdoor and indoor speakers in the downtown plaza, the amusement park, the pedestrian commercial district, and the office areas suddenly all began to play at the same time.

At that moment, 'Qin Mubai' let out a stern shout, causing the man's body to tremble violently as if he felt an overwhelming, formidable aura descending upon him, rendering him utterly unable to move for a moment.

Ever since the imperial examination system was invented during the Sui and Tang dynasties, the testing system has embedded itself deep into the bones of every citizen of the Celestial Empire. As an examination that determines a candidate's lifelong destiny, the gaokao is regarded with as much importance as the ancient imperial palace examinations, commanding immense public attention.

Young Master Hong scratched his head. How could he possibly admit that he had been too shocked and remained dazed for so long?

Because he still had many lingering attachments—such as his parents, Wushuang, Sister Xueer, Sister Yuanyuan, and Wu Lingbo. He had not yet properly arranged matters for them; how could he possibly ascend just like that?

Moreover, under the bolstered divine power of the Nine Dragons Soul-Locking Array, the void insect's innate ability to devour energy was amplified hundreds or thousands of times over, transforming the entire courtyard into a forbidden zone. The moment any energy fluctuation appeared—whether spiritual Qi or true essence—it would be instantly devoured by the engulfing black hole formed by the void insects.

Although Mo Yaoyao sometimes made him extremely angry, the more time he spent with her, the more he gradually grew dependent on her over the long run. Now, realizing that Mo Yaoyao might not be able to enter their master's sect, he inexplicably panicked and felt a twinge of sadness, helplessly pleading for her out of empathy.

Though situated in a remote place, it should have been the time to paste Spring Festival couplets and joyously welcome the New Year. Yet, at this moment, it was utterly desolate; more than a hundred households had their doors closed and lights extinguished, completely lacking the festive atmosphere appropriate for the holiday. In such a vast village, not a single rooster crowed nor a dog barked.

In stark contrast to Tong Shuang's confusion and sorrow, as soon as Old Madam Ye entered the room, she instructed someone to invite Third Young Master Ye over.

Even though Lin Mei had over a million in her savings account, living off past gains while producing nothing obviously failed to provide her with a sense of security. Now that she had a job, her heart felt much more comforted.

Chapter 270: The Super Lollipop. This world is very realistic; no longer willing to look beneath your unappealing exterior to discover your inner beauty, hardly anyone is willing to take a proper look and see whether Liu Jingjing is actually a budding beauty.

He was also a prideful person, making it difficult for him to utter soft words. Yet, at this moment, he was truly frightened. Mo Fan's seemingly effortless grab had directly seized his vital weak spot, pinning him in place and leaving him entirely immobilized.

Regardless of how potent the medicinal properties contained within the duck egg might be, it could only be used as an ingredient; duck eggs were never treated as medicinal herbs.

From this perspective, the Heaven-Devouring Gourd was just like the Anywhere Door prop of Oriental Yuming in this immortal cultivation universe! It was exceedingly practical! Oriental Yuming named this replicated phase mirror the Heteromorphic Mirror.

On the other side, Han Bing was also actively turning her thoughts, imprinting this scene into her mind while secretly dispatching orders to the Cold Palace to search for classified records and secret lore.