67. Wake Up, Dani

First was a large bundle of cotton. Not to mention the daughter-in-law, even she couldn't help feeling pleasantly surprised. After the autumn harvest, the days grow colder by the day, and such a large amount of cotton would certainly come in very handy.

When all is said and done, who is to blame for the fact that the yields of both grain and cotton are currently far too low? People can barely achieve basic subsistence, let alone grow them in large quantities. Moreover, every household has many children, and some even want to save some to exchange for a bit of money. This results in demand far exceeding supply, leaving almost every family short of it.

Ye Kaicheng was the son of Ye Xingtian, a boy who grew up exceptionally well, inheriting only the best traits. He possessed Ye Xingtian's sunny, handsome face and Bai Zihua's high intelligence. All in all, he was a child against whom no faults could be found.

The crucial point was that his face clearly resembled that of a young Heng Yanlin—extremely youthful and appearing thoroughly naive.

I was dying to know what was actually going on, but Lin Ying simply said, "I don't know the details very well either. I'll have Wangcai come over again another day." I nodded, realizing that was the only option. Lin Ying chatted with me about a few other matters and then took her leave. Because the station leaders were all present, the guards wouldn't allow me to stay long.

The moment Heng Yanlin entered, the void crack seemed to ripple like water, gently sending out a wave before calming down completely, without leaving the slightest trace of movement.

"Don't mention it. Besides, I should thank you for helping me during my internship," Aoxue said gratefully. "I'll treat you to a meal when we have time." After bidding each other farewell, Aoxue crossed the path and took out her phone.

Yan Le greeted her and said he was heading outside to start his morning exercise. Xu Yunyan naturally followed along, and the two of them ran and practiced martial arts together outside the villa.

Yan Le immediately called Zhang Youjian, wanting to discuss the matter with his elder uncle first, listen to his opinions, and ask for guidance on what to do next, as he had zero experience in this area.

I knelt on one knee. Although I had just been soaked for a while inside the water-stabilizing pearl of the cold-water corpse-ghoul, right now I was drenched in sweat from head to toe, burning up with heat.

Winter arrives exceptionally late in the south, but when it finally does, it brings a damp, bone-chilling cold. Once the cold wave from the north strikes with widespread temperature drops, it truly adds frost to the snow.

Shangguan Yun and Ke Qingqing concealed themselves behind a large rock and cautiously peered out, only to see several people fighting fiercely in the valley.

Consequently, the Balkan region had repeatedly fallen under the successive rule of various major world powers of the era. Under the domination of these empires, the peoples of the Balkan countries long suffered from ethnic discrimination and religious oppression. In truth, all of this stemmed from the geographical location of the Balkans at the crossroads of the Eurasian continents.

Everyone clearly remembered the lyrics. When the song was first released, everyone was stunned—the aesthetic beauty of the lyrics, the enchanting voice of the singer, and that breathtaking yet tragic love affair tore at people's hearts.

"Eldest Brother, the old prince was a benefactor to us; we cannot let the Manor Lord come to harm. You all return to the manor first, and I will secretly protect the Manor Lord," Luo Feng said with a resolute gaze.

Yet why, upon seeing those azure-blue, watery eyes, did he break his usual demeanor and approach her? Why did that sorrowful look linger in his heart, refusing to fade? And why did his heartbeat race out of control for her?

Lu Sheng used a cotton swab to apply medicine to Zhang Wu's bruised and swollen face, causing Zhang Wu to cry out in pain.

The words spoken by the mark's heritage struck like a ten-thousand-jin boulder plunging into a calm river, stirring up monstrous waves in Xiao Rang's heart. He felt as though two heavy hammers had slammed fiercely against his chest, turning his face pale as he staggered back two steps.

Inside this giant bowl, the lights gradually extinguished, leaving only a flickering few windows illuminated within the entire vessel.

However, Lin Yun's movements did not stop. Flapping the pair of wings on his back, he soared straight up toward the Thunder Beast King, the golden greatsword in his hand acting like a guardian sword as it released layer after layer of golden radiance to protect him.