Volume One, Chapter 166: I Guessed Wrong, but Saran Came Out Far Ahead in This Round!!

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Everyone spread their hands, looking completely innocent.

Half an hour later...

Su Le sat backstage, the flesh on his face twitching.

The show had already begun, and the backstage area could watch the competition through the screens.

The first singer took the stage.

A song filled with soaring high notes instantly set the atmosphere ablaze.

Every time the singer reached a high note, Su Le’s ears suffered terribly.

It was all because of that girl Yingying.

Ren Yingying sat in her wheelchair, her chin propped in her hands, gazing at the female singer in the Peacock Mask on the screen with a lovestruck expression.

Whenever the high notes arrived, she let out a shriek at an ear-splitting pitch.

“Ahhh! She has to be Tan Jingjing! She has to be the Demon King!”

“It sounds so good!”

Ren...

The situation seemed to have reached a stalemate. Qianqian refused to compromise or pay him any heed, while Yan Zhengxi refused to give up and had no intention of letting her leave. Their standoff continued until his engagement date arrived. Perhaps, he thought, this was the only excuse he would ever have to keep her by his side.

I pay, you provide the service. Simple and direct. More importantly, it saves time while satisfying my extraordinary physical needs.

Lin Feng had just been about to call out to them, but then he thought that the two of them being together might help strengthen their relationship, so he decided not to stop them. Lin Feng had no choice but to spend the night here in misery.

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Li Moran was a man who loved freedom. He did not like being glued to someone every day, and the nature of this profession suited him perfectly. Each flight meant spending four or five days away from home. Whenever he returned and saw the happiness on Ye Xiaomei’s face, he felt extraordinarily content.

“I’m afraid of pain!” The person who tossed out those three words showed not the slightest trace of guilt, stating her position simply and succinctly.

She truly missed her brother terribly. She wanted to draw strength from his calmness, to find the motivation to keep going. Her continued resistance against Yan Zhengxi was nothing more than an attempt to make herself give up completely. Although she now knew that Xiaoluo’s death had nothing to do with her, she could not deny that she had been the one who sent Xiaoluo to see Tong Yiliang. She bore some responsibility after all.

Realizing that the situation was completely different from what she had originally imagined, An Youran rolled her eyes, took a makeup case from the cabinet, and pulled out some fine rouge and powder. Before the boy could protest, she smeared them all over his face in a flurry.

When he returned, Ning Yuanlan was lazily seated in a chair nearby, wrapped in a bathrobe, watching the germaphobic man change the sheets with practiced ease.

Xiaowu could not understand Ou Yihong’s thoughts at all. She simply closed her eyes and rested, treating him as though he did not exist.

He was not afraid of Ye Zhiyuan. If Zhou Xuan liked him—even just a little—he would certainly take him away without hesitation.

This was not the first time the old woman before her had pointed at her and hurled abuse. Ever since she had been old enough to remember, the old woman had beaten and cursed her repeatedly. She had even abandoned her before. Every time, while her parents were away, the old woman would take her deep into the mountains, then secretly run back on her own.

Xu Xiuyun clenched her fists, yet still swallowed her resentment and fury and followed Hua Zimo back.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yuan was deeply surprised. He could not understand what Mo Shaojun meant by those words.

Song Xiao was left utterly dumbfounded. He wanted to argue, but had no idea where to begin, so he could only stand there, seething with anger.

Although these Donghu warriors had suffered a crushing defeat on the northern front and been hunted by the Qin army, once they returned to the Donghu royal court and witnessed the Qin army’s atrocities, they fought with great ferocity against the Qin forces stationed in the five commanderies.

When the shopkeeper heard Qin Yuan’s name, he realized that the other man was an honored guest. Without a word, he immediately took Xu Xiu to find Mo Shaojun.

If it had truly been a misunderstanding, neither Tian Xiu’e nor Lu Heping would have reacted this way.

The kick was powerful enough to send the entire sack flying. It overturned on the ground, scattering its contents everywhere. A closer look revealed that it was filled with rare and valuable ancient books.

Gao Yuan nodded. He had actually entertained this thought for a long time: to visit that unfortunate family and bring the child some money, preferably enough to cure his illness.

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As for places such as Guangyang Palace, although they were also great sects, they were far inferior on a global scale.

Li Zhiyuan’s voice rang out. Using his power to amplify it, he made it thunder across the distance. Every one of his sons heard him. Then came a series of banging sounds—the sound of skulls exploding. Li Zhiyuan reached toward the heads of the ten experts from the Snow Forest territory and crushed them in his grasp.

Zhao Feng’s performance left Xun You awkwardly at a loss. What sort of terms would he have to offer before Zhao Feng would be satisfied?

Zhou Miaoke widened her eyes. No longer caring about Ye Xiaofeng’s stare, she pulled a round piece of jade from inside her collar.

The Ghost King’s ghost lamp had seemed merely ordinary in the Five Spirits Sect, but after entering the corpse-qi-filled Ghost Domain, its power had increased by an unknown number of times. It had actually shattered three layers of his golden shell. If it blew out another fire arrow thicker than the previous one, he truly would be unable to withstand it.

What surprised him even more was that the chiefs of the tribes allied with the Tianfang Tribe were currently bombarding his Tianfang Grand Formation. From the looks of it, they clearly intended to attack his tribe.

He stood where he was and nodded at me. Then he vanished, and the surroundings once again became pitch-black.

After more than a year of operation, combined with Yunji’s immense wealth, the cloth businesses under its banner had developed into a complete system—from raising silkworms in mulberry orchards, reeling silk, and weaving fabric, all the way to designing and selling finished garments. Especially after Wang Ning introduced what was known as the franchise model, the cloth trade in Jiangning had essentially become Yunji’s domain.

It had to be said that, despite his advanced age, the old scoundrel Li Xunshan truly possessed some ability. He went into the water and, less than a minute later, dragged the Happiness God back up, accompanied by a creature that looked like a monkey.

“Pfft—” Li Xiaofan choked violently, spitting all the tea in his mouth back into the cup.

“That’s not entirely fair. I do bear some responsibility. When I first noticed that something was wrong with this person, if I had persisted a little longer or investigated more thoroughly, perhaps this tragedy could have been avoided!”

However, the stone pillar before them was less than a meter high and roughly a foot square, yet it had been constructed entirely from Black Inferno Stone. The extravagance was enough to leave both Zhou Feng and Ye Luo speechless. This was no ordinary luxury; it was sheer extravagance bordering on ruinous waste.

Li Junyi picked up the dark chocolate beside him and took a small bite. The rich chocolate fragrance immediately blended with the aroma of coffee beans, lifting his spirits. It truly was a wonderful morning.

“Junyi, if you wanted to visit the set, you should have come with me earlier. Wouldn’t that have been better?”

The speaker was Song Joong-ki, who was still wearing the outfit he had worn while hosting Music Bank. He had only just arrived after finishing his hosting duties.

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