Volume One, Chapter 84: Youth Has No Price Tag—Su Le Settles Things with His Father?

Snow white, snow white, snow white! Full, full, full! Su Le stood frozen in place as if under a spell, unable to even breathe properly. The air was thick with Song Hongyan’s fragrance, mingling with the freshness of her shower gel. The sensory overload left his mind in chaos, unable to respond in any way.

In such an awkward moment, only silence could describe the space between them. Not until a faint sound broke the hush did they realize they urgently needed to escape this uncomfortable situation. Yet, in that instant, both Su Le and Song Hongyan found their hearts utterly disrupted by the unexpected encounter. A subtle tension hung in the air...

Only then did Han Mu relax, quickly saying, “The Duke truly hasn’t forgotten us beggars. I thank you here on behalf of us all.” Han Mu knelt again, but Li Ren did not help him up this time, instead accepting the bow with gravity.

An elder brother has his considerations, but as a younger brother, Long Zhong was not without his own thoughts. He mused that his sister-in-law was already unhappy; if they lingered for a meal, another “tragedy” might well repeat itself.

When Hong Zede noticed that Elder Xu and Chen Xinghai were about to leave the conference hall, he hurried after them, eager to offer his assistance. His gesture was not refused by the teachers.

Before Ye Bai returned, to avoid further awkwardness, Shen Zhao ended the class meeting hastily and left quickly.

A hint of delight flickered in Yadong’s heart. He immediately withdrew his force and stepped off the stage. Although his body could not yet fully handle the sudden unleashing of all his power, each training session made him stronger, and the more frequently he exploded with force, the more resilient he became.

Xing Wei opened the door again, this time effortlessly. The seven of them filed out, stepping onto damp earth. Outside, there were no more towering buildings, only wild grass and woodland.

Li Ren was spirited, General Chen calm and restrained; working together as if they were Marshal Yue himself.

In order to secure strong defense and offense in future battles against imperial troops and foreign invaders, Li Ren racked his brains, losing all appetite and sleep. The food on his table would grow cold and be replaced, and during four days, only Chen Lin could persuade him to eat a little.

The earth itself grew restless. With a sweep of Earthen Surge, spinning pits burst forth across the ground, and from them, four spiral drills of earth shot toward Ting Palace.

A buzzing sound rang out as the magic array trembled, instantly dispelling all the mist. With each incident, the Raven Priest’s array grew ever more formidable.

It was clear she hadn’t lost her memory; she still reacted to his name. But why did she claim he was deceiving her?

In contrast, Ou Ting seemed in good spirits, not at all upset by the teasing he’d received.

Nearly everyone present had lived through the incidents he listed. Quiet whispers spread as some recalled those times, while others marveled at how deeply Jiang Hua had investigated, as if truly bent on overturning the outcome.

If Lu Shiyu really injured Lu Xinglin, he himself might end up the one most harmed in the end.

“Mr. Ou Yan, you just said you’d tell me the results of the competition, is that…” Yu You kindly tried to shift Ou Yan’s attention.

“Yu You, did you…just now, did you guess the rules of the competition?” Leng Han couldn’t help but ask his lingering question.

The blond, blue-eyed man and Yu You chatted happily, while Ou Ting’s brow twitched, his expression growing colder by the moment.

But she hadn't needed to bring Grandma Ye to the school. Among their class, Teacher Zhang was in charge, but the school still had a principal.

“Wow, this is going to be good!” Bi Luo, sensing the rising tension, exclaimed in excitement. Although Peng and Duobao heard her, Bi Luo’s status and the strength of Li Tai’s group meant they pretended not to notice.

When the factory shut down, Liu Tie Zhu felt uneasy, as if something was missing in his life. Upon hearing that management was negotiating a partnership with Runhua Industries, he was filled with renewed vigor. If he didn’t get back to work, he’d soon forget all the skills his master had taught him.

“Heh… Chairman Chen, what you say is both right and not right,” Wu Guang’s expression didn’t change. “Support Runhua Industries in obtaining an import-export license for aviation materials? Are you joking?”

“Don’t waste everyone’s time. If you want money, show some sincerity.” Lin Jianqi, sitting on the sofa, spoke with a blank face.

The swift and unexpected capture of Xiang City was, of course, the result of Zeng Guoquan’s thorough transformation, though luck played a role as well.

As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. Following a master like Su Chen is undoubtedly dangerous, but if one survives, the rewards are immense.

“Yang Jian, why are you standing there? Go and subdue your sister!” If Li Jing hadn’t been nearby, he wouldn’t have said so, but now half his soldiers were gone and the Samadhi True Fire had left him confused.

When Guan Xiao got off the train, it was the middle of the night. Not a star could be seen in the sky, and waves of damp, cold wind lashed his face, adding a sharp chill to the darkness.

“Take us with you!” a mother, clutching her three- or four-year-old child, pleaded desperately.

But without desire, humanity would not be what it is. Perhaps such scenes occur in utopias or movies, but more often, it is the villains in dystopias who are truly like this.

Shi Xie’s infiltration continued toward Jiu Zhen and Ri Nan. Soon, these three commanderies would be firmly in his grasp.

The Lords of the Underworld already had reservations about the matter, and after Ye Xiaoqian’s words, they realized something was off—they had unwittingly acted as the vanguard for the God of Light.

Fortunately, Dabao and Erbao’s physical strength had been well trained by Gu Zixin; only then could they keep up with Cao Hui’s pace.

At the moment Song Jiuyue broke out of her cocoon, she regained all her memories and part of her former character.

Lin Chong and the others didn’t know why Du Jia acted as he did, but they understood he was not one to speak lightly and must have his reasons, so they did not press him.

At their reunion, she wept uncontrollably, and even Dharma’s eyes grew moist. Heaven itself seemed to weep for lovers, and that night, the rain fell harder than ever.

Completing the Rubik’s cube once more, Tong Le eagerly turned on his phone and played the saved video. The image was clear, the sound distinct—a long-haired, rather handsome man appeared on screen, and in the background, angels seemed to be flying.

“Yah!” Lin Yu summoned all her strength and, as easily as slicing tofu, cleaved the ghost’s chest in one stroke. Two pale, white lumps fell to the ground with a thud.

Qin Fengyi, upon returning, immediately resumed her resettlement plan for the starving the very next day. Simultaneously, she began work on attracting investment for the main road and the port.