Splendor and Opulence

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For the past three or four years, Liu Erquan had been helping to look after his sister-in-law and nephew. Seeing that his older brother had never returned, with not even a word of news, and with everyone saying he must be gone for good, doubts and rumors began to fester. Either he refused to accept death, gambling on the fear of others to make a desperate escape and only pressed the remote once he got out, or perhaps he never even had the remote in the first place, and only retrieved it after fleeing.

This time, Chen Jing did not stop her elder sister’s words. Her face was icy cold as she stared at Ah Xing with a frosty gaze.

The Empress Dowager saw that Ye Zheng was no longer so agitated, and her own heart gradually settled as well.

The yacht rocked gently on the waves, the soft sea breeze mingled with the faint scent of sweetness, lightly enveloping the lovers lost in their kiss.

Ji Fan dared not move. After a long, long time, Zhou Youze cupped her face in his hands and pressed his lips softly against hers.

In the Forbidden City, the Kangxi Emperor fell silent. Not everyone, after all, was as fearless as Zhiyuan, daring to remind the Emperor that the Imperial Clan Court still imprisoned two people who were not of royal blood.

Qiao Lian nodded. Just then, the door to the hospital room opened. She turned to look, and her eyes lit up at the sight of Song Cheng entering with a lunch box. She glanced hopefully behind him.

As Tao Bao finished speaking, Kawashima froze for a moment. The hand that had been reaching for Tao Bao’s shoulder stopped just two centimeters away.

So the next group of passengers flying back to China would still be in danger. First, the vengeful ghost was sent immediately to prevent the plane from starting.

Though their feelings for each other were only for show, at this moment, the lie could not be exposed; otherwise, the whole act would fall apart.

“Would you even have this chance if you weren’t crippled? Take a look in the mirror! With your wretched character, what decent family would want you?” Su Fengyun snapped sharply, her words biting and caustic.

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“How could that be? We can’t just leave you here alone!” Sujie said anxiously.

Crackerjack was indeed powerful, that much was true. But for Louis, who could bypass the indestructible cookie armor and strike at the core, his fear of pain was a truly pitiful flaw.

He casually rolled up a sleeve, revealing a strong arm. Just as his long, elegant fingers reached for the chopsticks, a porcelain soup spoon was offered before him.

Cries of alarm rose from the crowd, making Gu Hongzi’s expression shift. He looked up to see that, though it was still the same plaza, they had somehow arrived outside, under a brilliant sun in the high sky.

The Grand Elder walked up to an oil lamp, gently turned it, and a stone wall slowly rose. Behind the wall, a wooden box was pushed out.

A man was about to speak again when a mighty voice boomed from the very front of the line, from the direction of Tiandu Mountain, causing everyone’s faces to change.

Chu Bin took a deep breath. Thinking of his wife flirting with another man in front of the camera, not allowing him to watch, made him feel quite uncomfortable. Still, as long as she wasn’t unfaithful, he could just about accept it. Reluctantly, he agreed.

When buying meat, Xi Xiangdong was worried that the sight of blood would make her sick, so he wouldn’t let her go in and told her to wait outside the market. Pei Xiao wandered over to a newsstand, just to pass the time, only to discover that every headline that day was about Xi Xiangdong’s wedding announcement.

“Run? Why should I run? You’re the ones who should be running, but now that you’re here, there’s no chance of escape. Welcome to my territory!” Song Yun, utterly calm, smiled at the Fang family’s third elder.

“Damn the heavens!” roared the burly man, losing all patience, and punched the middle-aged soul right in the face.

But today, Xi Xiangdong was being especially stubborn. Normally, he would at least try to coax her, never making things so clear-cut.

“What on earth is going on?” Only after careful observation did Song Yun realize that there was an invisible power covering his body, shielding him from the pressure of the sea and even allowing him to move through the ocean unaffected.

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“In this domain, I am the true expert! Hahaha!” As the energy sucked away by Demon Sky Might returned, all the energy within reach was guzzled down by Jiangdong Whale as if he were drinking from a river.

“Tomorrow, you’ll be facing two top scholars at once. I hope you’re ready!” Voll slung his arm warmly around Yiyang’s shoulder, as if they were the best of friends.

This situation persisted for more than twenty minutes before the first fierce clash broke out between the two teams. The side that managed to gain the upper hand in this team fight was Night Demon.

So A2 turned his attention to the appraisal skill. It felt like a bit of a waste, but for now, it was the most useful skill he had! In the wild, nothing mattered more than intelligence.

At that moment, about fifty meters from the demon gathering place, a series of mad, arrogant laughs rang out—laughter without a visible source.

In the end, she ran off in tears. Although Ouyang Chushang wanted to apologize—wanted to tell her that slap hadn’t been intentional—in the end, he couldn’t swallow his pride. Besides, her words had been too harsh; he could not tolerate anyone slandering Shangguan Feng. If it had been someone else, he’d have had them executed by now.

So, although Gongsun Lin and Gongsun Li felt it wasn’t quite proper, they still obediently handed the list to Wan Ningzhu for inspection.

He had always felt a strange trust toward Wan Ningzhu. Perhaps it started that night, when they fought side by side.

With a smile, Wan Ningzhu accepted the tea. Truth be told, she hadn’t meant to be so cautious, but after years as an assassin and her expertise in poisons, it was now second nature to inspect the color of the tea and the rim of the cup before taking a sip.

Huangfu Yier calmly played her cards. She very much wanted to give Ziyan a good beating, but that was just wishful thinking—Ziyan was a phoenix, and she herself wasn’t even enough to fill the gaps between her teeth. Why make trouble for herself? After all, she was just bluffing; who would really take it seriously?