Volume 1, Chapter 46: Have You Really No Idea How My Son Feels About You?

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Regrettably, even though she had heard a great deal about Gu Jun from Bai Qian and had interacted with him, she still felt she never truly understood him.

However, precisely because the nine-headed monster could not be found, and fearing punishment from Lord Chiyou, it was easy to imagine that the creature, desperate to redeem itself through meritorious service, decided to attempt to lure the fallen Marshal Tianpeng, who had already given in to demonic temptation.

Before Anderson arrived, Greene and his team had fought their way through numerous challenges, resolving many technical difficulties encountered during the modification of the Panzer III, including the improvements to the StuG III proposed by Reinhardt.

For a moment, everyone watched the surrounding Wudang disciples with nervous tension, both sides glaring at each other with hostility. One faction was well-trained, while the other was united as one.

"Naturally, the General would not know of me, but surely you have heard of the majesty of the Emperor of the Great Han. For the sake of peace beyond the frontier, His Majesty the Emperor has sent a princess for a marital alliance. Such an act of benevolence and righteousness leaves us feeling utterly inferior, and we can only offer this meager drink to express the respect in our hearts," said Zamoti.

"Impossible!" Zhang Qiong cried out in shock, rushing forward to tap and search the console. Sure enough, the screen was completely blank, and the life sign that had been monitored for so long had vanished without a trace.

His son was named Chen Kangtai. Despite bearing a name implying health and peace, the boy was corpulent and plagued by illness.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Youting questioned. At this moment, doubt sprouted within his heart like wild grass; his suspicion toward Gu Jun had shifted entirely onto An Xi, and his tone carried impatience and irritability.

Nevertheless, since things had reached this point, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, could not simply turn a blind eye and let the matter slide. After all, both Yuan Tiangang and Prime Minister Yin seemed somewhat entangled in this affair; handling it carelessly would undoubtedly leave behind handles for others to criticize.

Upon hearing these words from Monk Zhengyi, the various elders of the Burning Saber Sect felt a surge of joy, thinking that their sect master would surely not be taken away by him. However, no sooner had they let out a sigh of relief than they heard the following.

"What phone call?" Xia Haoyang lifted his head, resting his chin against my stomach, and asked in confusion.

If Li Gang had previously viewed Li Zhishi with the mindset of an elder looking upon a junior, he now looked upon him as an equal. He realized that had he maintained his former perspective, he might have already been unwittingly manipulated by him without even knowing it.

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Wu Dalang felt utterly unlucky. He had already been feeling depressed, and now that he had come for a bowl of tea to ward off the wind and cold, the shop lacked this and that.

Now those houses had appreciated in value; even if the Ma family didn't work, they could still live exceedingly comfortably.

Wu Dalang went out with a beaming smile, handed the price list and the twenty-odd packages of food to Ximen Qing, and also mentioned Pan Jinlian's "takeout" service.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw a red sports car parked not far away. I recognized the car—it belonged to Chen Luoluo. But what could she possibly be doing here at the crack of dawn? Could it have something to do with the hospital?

And the answers given by the members of the Spirit Beast clan were one more superficial than the next, yet even with such answers, they somehow managed to pass every single test.

Looking at Kong Shen's serious expression, which didn't look like he was joking at all, Han Lai instinctively crawled backward.

As soon as I stepped through the main gate, I heard bursts of cheers echoing from inside. The police officers in the room were congratulating one another, the atmosphere as lively as New Year's Day.

When I finally raised my head, I suddenly realized that I was actually clutching tightly around Uncle Zhang's waist, my face pressed against his chest, looking so... dependent.

After the sword light cleaved the Jindan cultivator in two, those two halves of his body exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into sheets of bloody rain that scattered haphazardly across the ground.

Ever since Ye Gucheng single-handedly challenged the thirteen sects of the South China Sea with his sword six years ago, his fame had skyrocketed. Cloud City never again attracted the covetous eyes of others due to its lord's youth. The common folk and all the subordinates of the City Lord's Mansion gave him their sincere allegiance; barring major events, the city required no direct management from the lord himself, leaving Ye Gucheng free to devote himself entirely to sword practice every day.

Yet, if they were asked now to turn around and ingratiate themselves with Ye Qiu, the four of them seemed capable of doing it, though they wondered if Ye Qiu would even be willing to accept them.

Qin Feifei did not feel any shame for harboring such thoughts; men will be men—having lewd and pathetic thoughts deep inside upon seeing something beautiful was completely normal, as long as it wasn't actually put into action.

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The remark drew considerable attention, but Wen Ziqing did not reply. He accepted the silver notes and passed them directly to Ji Gui. The latter repeatedly called him a stranger and stubbornly refused to accept them.

Lianchen Bi's heart stirred. Yang Kaitai was an open-and-aboveboard gentleman whom one could trust. Perhaps Yang Kaitai might have some clues regarding the Heavenly Sect.

Yu Feng naturally understood the implication and quickly used a stone leaf to rapidly exchange for these two types of refining materials.

Last time, Cao Ling, Wei Dajun, and the others felt that Ye Qiu looked remarkably similar to that young master of the Beijing Ye family. However, upon discovering that Ye Qiu's identity was merely that of an ordinary person, they had found it exceedingly strange.

This place was the Heaven-Shocking Sword Peak, belonging to the Heaven-Shocking Sword Master. The place where the spiritual veins converged at the peak had been hollowed out to form the Peak Master's dwelling. Though no formal plaque bearing a name hung over it, the dwellings carved out by other cultivators on the peak—especially Jindan cultivators—often had distinct names to make it easier for fellow disciples to visit without losing their way.

Mu Xiaoxiao secretly watched Zhou Zehan beating Zhang Nan, feeling extremely anxious in her heart. Consequently, she completely failed to notice that Zhou Zehan, having smoked half his cigarette, jammed it back into his mouth, and right as everyone was staring at Zhang Nan, he swung his hand and delivered another direct slap across Mu Xiaoxiao's face.

Although this county magistrate had helped him, he had also received a printed copy of his authentic calligraphy, which could be sold for a astronomical price—more than enough to compensate him.

She simply allowed Pei Yan to have his way with her. Her skin was thick enough by now, even though she would still occasionally flush red.

He had no idea how to handle this situation. He didn't want to engage in a cold war with Ji Mian, yet he couldn't swallow his pride either, so he contacted Tong Xu.

Jiang Li drew several talismans from her Qiankun pouch and taught this disciple the usage of each one.

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