Chapter 129: Tumult and Turmoil

Aside from the sound of sobbing coming from the ward, young Zhu was really putting his heart into it. His father had actually confiscated his allowance, claiming it would be returned once he recovered, but that card contained a significant portion of his own funds.

"Dad, you can't do this! You can't treat me this way. I have studio matters to attend to; without that card, I won't know how much money people have transferred to me. You can't do this to me. I have my own career—you can't restrict my freedom!"

But these words were to no avail. Even Mother Zhu didn't take his side this time; she even chased after him with a box of supplements...

It was Elder Xiao, the anchor of the Xiao family. Yet, at this moment, the hand holding the remote control trembled slightly, his face cold, grim, and utterly unsightly.

She couldn't bear the terrifying scenario of Sikong Luo discovering the tooth marks on their son's hand and demanding to know why she had bitten him.

In such an oppressive place, the anger in Qin Jinyu's heart gradually faded, transforming into an indelible hatred.

Huai Zhen's entrance exam for the public polytechnic high school went smoothly, and she even performed slightly above expectations—fortunately, more complex scientific concepts were not yet widespread in this era, let alone on a high school entrance test.

After the discussion, Zoe made the final call: to market a "White Moonlight United Family" survival-themed boy band.

Separated for years, memories he thought had become blurred or even forgotten suddenly sharpened, laid out before him one by one.

"It’s clearly you who’s insatiable, yet you insist on pinning it on me. I really was just suffering from simple insomnia, for heaven's sake."

Seeing Sun Jinghao about to speak, Su Wushuang immediately picked up a meatball and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"So, we have a hundred sets sitting there. Those who come to rent often can't find any, while some who do rent them keep them for a few extra days because it's cheap."

The Feather Emperor was indeed suspicious, but if Empress Lin hadn't mentioned it on the spur of the moment, he truly wouldn't have recalled that so-called rumor.

Leaving the Western-style mansion, Tong Ran's complexion remained poor. Yi Jiazhen drove him home, the two sitting in the car in silence. Just as Tong Ran was about to get out at the entrance of his building, he was grabbed by the wrist by Yi Jiazhen.

Could Chu Yun really go this far? She had already left the Yi family, and Chu Yun was now with Yi Jiazhen, wasn't she? Thinking of the scene she had witnessed in the office, a sharp pain pierced Tong Ran's heart.

Thanks to the layers of security, the agitated fans and media were kept from breaking in; they didn't even manage to step a foot into the ward, all being blocked at the hospital entrance.

Beggar's Chicken takes quite a while to prepare. By the time Jiu Xiao finished, the sky was already darkening, and the time for magical beasts to roam was fast approaching.

"Enough!" Dongfang Yu snapped, instantly silencing everyone on the ship. They all lowered their heads, not daring to utter another word.

The golden statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva began to melt bit by bit, as if it had been doused with water.

However, at that moment, the four of them—Ji Feng and the others—suddenly thought of something, their expressions changing abruptly.

According to Lan Xuan, the Emperor planned to demand an explanation early next year during the grand birthday celebration of the old Emperor of Nanchuan, Mu Xiao. Mu Xiao could be considered the longest-reigning monarch; he had ascended the throne around the same time as the late Emperor of Tianzhao, yet he was still in power, living leisurely and in much better health.

Before he could finish his sentence, the newcomer landed a heavy punch on his face. The force was so great that he stumbled and fell to the ground, and the hand that had been gripping Tong Ran's wrist lost its strength.

The two sang in harmony, and although the nearby cultivators didn't fully believe them, they couldn't help but harbor more suspicion.

Yu Qiu rolled the dice again, tossing three at once; this gave her a 99.9% accuracy rate.

The Black Dog said he had been following him for a long time; whether it was the "Panda" of the past or the Lin Fei of the present, he called him "Brother" and was truly convinced.

By now, Le Ge and the Qiguan clan member were so engrossed in their conversation that they hadn't heard the commotion outside. They had no idea that Confucius had returned, nor could they have ever imagined he would.