Chapter 47: Meat Glazed Cake

The filming progressed smoothly, though not entirely without hitches; many scenes required a couple of takes rather than being completed in one go.

In the past, an appointment was necessary. Ever since Gu Qingshi happened to cross paths with a company employee when seeing Ling Xiao off last time, he had granted Ling Xiao extensive access and permissions.

However, it did not matter; she did not care. As long as... with that thought, she glanced sideways at the handkerchief burning in the charcoal fire, which had by now been reduced to ashes.

"No, their lives should be controlled by themselves. I must ask them." Caomuhua still clung to his belief and walked toward the youths behind him.

Long Qingyun felt that his mastery of the strategist arts was growing stronger day by day, bringing a sense of thorough comprehension and analogical insight. Today, he would just use this arrogant Wei Changfeng to test his skills.

As for whether he would genuinely send people to monitor Leng Li, only he knew in his heart, because a single phrase stating that he would handle the matter effectively silenced all dissenting voices.

In her past life, she had been frequently reviled by Xu Qingyan as a ghost bride, causing people outside to give her a wide berth as if she were a piece of filth, loathed by everyone who saw her.

However, under the coercion and temptation of the warlord, Huang Zhong inevitably began to feel tempted. Hearing rumors of zombies haunting the place, he had purposely rushed over tonight to try his luck.

Instead, he was bound hand and foot. Several other disciples of the Gloom and Trickery Sect lay sprawled across the ground in disorder.

Momoying had dismissed everyone just a moment ago. Liu Wu and Zhiping did not dare to venture far and had been sitting on the veranda chatting all along. Seeing Mammy Liu enter, Zhiping hurriedly went to brew a pot of tea.

"Old Madam, this time you must properly discipline Axiuan. She is far too arrogant, even interfering in the ownership of the General's Estate!" The Third Madam also chimed in.

Naturally, the focus inevitably revolved around Chuchu. After all, since the marriage alliance between Ye Yixiao and the Princess of Western Liang had been called off, he was currently completely unattached. Moreover, Chuchu was his former fiancée; given these connections, people had already begun wildly speculating without anyone else needing to spell it out.

Listening to these remarks, Su Jin frowned with a strange expression, wondering what on earth had transpired between her birth mother and her father back then to make the Wangchuan family hold such deep hatred toward people from the Northwest, extending even to her.

Inside the house, everything remained as peaceful and normal as usual, without the slightest abnormality. However, outside the windows, the area was filled with milky-white fog, and Gao Shu noticed that when he opened the door, the fog did not invade the space in the way it had infiltrated the car.

To establish this country, countless warlords had first engaged in chaotic warfare that lasted unabated for twenty or thirty years, leaving the common people to suffer endlessly.

He wanted people to investigate more thoroughly, but then he felt that might not be appropriate either. It would be best for him to go and see for himself, since hearing about something is a hundred times less reliable than seeing it with one's own eyes.

The four of them simultaneously spotted the trapped contestants, who were either gathered in groups of two or three or sitting alone in meditation, all turning to look upon hearing the commotion.

Qinnian picked up the pastry box from the table and opened it to find inside all her favorite varieties.

Just as the scene fell into silence, Wu Mian’s inner state remained quite calm. This was not the first time his proficiency had reached ninety percent, and he was already somewhat accustomed to it.

Yinzhan said, "There isn't even a dry patch of ground here; how are you going to make a fire to roast meat?" Furthermore, because of Silver Star, she had no desire to eat wolf meat.

Afterward, we parted ways, and I went to find Ghost Head. He was once again a dominant overlord in these parts; half of the nearby night market was under his control, and he even ran a barbecue stall himself.

At this very moment, leave aside Huangfu Qi’s corpse; finding the remains of any other ferocious beast would be equally difficult.

"That's fine, I'll just wait." The two of them had nothing better to do, spending their evenings eating, watching television, and sleeping quite contentedly.

An important marriage alliance of this nature required the willing consent of the parties involved; threatening and forcing her to marry into a hostile nation would only bring endless and grave disasters.

"Who on earth are you, acting so audacious as to startle the Princess? Can you bear the responsibility?" Several guards, who had previously been driven far away by Feng Wuyan, were scared out of their wits when they saw this. Breaking out in a cold sweat, they hurriedly rushed to the front of Feng Wuyan to shield her and shouted sternly.

"Everyone, do not just stand there! The demons have not all been subjugated yet!" Having said this, Zhuo Bufan charged toward a nearby group of demons, unleashing a powerful sword technique to cut them down one by one.

That should be fine; if a single aircraft couldn't even handle the Yili family, it probably didn't mean a war was about to break out or anything of the sort.

The Suppressor of Sovereigns in Yiji's hand emitted a faint glow, isolating those hideous faces on the outside. No matter how fiercely they charged, they could not break through this defensive barrier in the slightest. Furthermore, Yiji did not have to pay any price to maintain it. One had to admit that the Suppressor of Sovereigns was an item exceptionally well-suited for this place.

Two distinct footprints were left on the ground. Before many people could react, a massive explosion had already erupted high in the air, the roaring sound echoing across almost the entirety of Great Desolation City.

Not long after, ten minutes later, someone brought over a band-aid. She handed the band-aid to me, and I looked at her with a cold smile before reaching out my hand to take it.

"Impudent! You still dare to demand so much in our territory. It is already fortunate enough that we are sparing their lives; you had better not ask for too much!" roared Sima Yi, the old man who had previously suppressed her with his powerful aura.

Although he was merely a guard, the tribute and resources he received from this family were far greater than what he could obtain wandering around on his own outside. In this day and age, one needed not only diligent accumulation of skill but also resources and opportunities.

At this moment, Luo Zhiming’s mindset was simply to take things one hurdle at a time, dragging it out until he could no longer delay, and deal with whatever came when the time arrived.

Sima Youyue’s current strength already made the taming of primeval spirit beasts quite strenuous; if she encountered any with even higher power, she would be unable to manage them.

"These aren't for sale. We'll take some back later and send some to Second Aunt's family as well. Since we borrowed such a large plot of land from them and have nothing decent to bring out, this will have to do," Fang Pingying said, purposefully picking up her chopsticks and placing a piece into her mouth to taste it.