Chapter 27: When Will She Return?

Everything was premised on their own interests; they were unbelievably selfish. A flicker of disgust crossed Xianyu’s eyes.

Tang Ruoshan and his wife tried to say more, but the old lady ushered them out without mercy. "Go and rest, will you? Aren't your mouths tired from all that talking?"

Wu Xian’s expression darkened. "Mother, Ruoshan and I took leave to come back here. We only have two days off, and..."

The completion of the first two tasks had gone reasonably well, so everyone’s spirits remained high.

They asked about Xia Yu’s daily household chores and requested that the He woman prepare a meal for them. As Xia Yu rose to take her leave, Ruixiang and the others returned. Seeing Zeng Ruixiang arrive empty-handed, the Shen woman’s expression immediately relaxed.

"Oh, fireworks! Such large fireworks—are they just for me? This is too extravagant." Although she was delighted, Ziqing knew a box of that size must cost at least seven or eight hundred, which was enough to cover her food expenses for an entire month. She couldn't help it; she was just a worldly person.

Had the people from the Di Dynasty finally tracked them down? Or were these old enemies from the Saint Mark Continent? Or perhaps... was Mingguang testing her combat strength?

The latter half of his sentence was directed at Cheng Mingzhen, who nodded in agreement. He tasted the sugar water and salt water himself, added some cooled boiled water, and only after ensuring the salinity was just right did he hold it in his mouth and feed it to his wife, drop by drop.

Later, he broke off tree branches and managed to drive the two oxen into the woods, hoping to bypass the mountain and lead them to the market in the morning to sell them for a pittance—at least he would get a few taels of silver. Who would have guessed that as soon as Zhang Dashuan shouted, "Black Bull," the oxen would turn and bolt back? He couldn't hold them. Unwilling to give up the silver within his grasp, he gripped the lead ropes tightly and refused to let go.

Zhou Yunran’s scream not only startled Boss Dong, causing him to shiver violently, but it also seemed to draw the attention of the man in black across from them, who promptly abandoned Zhang Yicheng and lunged straight at Zhou Yunran.

As soon as the summer harvest was finished and the end of June approached, entering July, Atu and Ashui returned home. Lin Kangping, carrying tens of thousands of taels in silver notes, took them and four young men selected from the estate to Yue City.

Tan Qiliang, the deputy brigade commander, usually appeared harmless, but no one expected him to be the first to jump up today and endorse Chief of Staff Zheng Quan’s vicious plan.

"Since the recovery of the bandit nest, the remnants of the Hong rebels have rampaged without restraint. This is indeed my dereliction of duty. However, the intensity of the siege and the stubbornness of the rebels truly exceeded our expectations, leaving us overwhelmed and unable to restore order."

In fact, during one mission, she had accidentally been contaminated by a trace of spatial energy. It was only through the joint efforts of Bai Weixi and Di Chuchao that they were able to help her suppress the power that was trying to erode her body.

If it were anyone else, upon transferring their own gym, they would have been driven mad with rage to learn that Roger had come to Cinnabar City simply to make money as the Cinnabar Gym leader.

Jiang Qianqiao was afraid that saying too much would lead to a slip of the tongue. Besides, her purpose for coming today was merely to show off her new clothes and jewelry; having achieved that, she prepared to head home.

Su Fanyan did not expect Li Nanhuang to kick even the Crown Prince out this time, and she couldn't help but cast a puzzled glance at her.

"So, Sister Xia, what are your thoughts? Do you truly like him in your heart, or is it just..." Yao Jing felt that Yao Xia’s marriage prospects were a bit uncertain.

Before the Three-Colored Divine Sword even touched the Marquis of Extreme Heart, the Marquis began to roar madly at the heavens, as if suffering immense pain from the severe damage to his dharma form.

Furthermore, observing the malevolence between Cui Yihan’s brows and her sunken eye sockets, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong with her.

Liu Bin felt a surge of anger and looked toward her, ready to shout a reprimand, but as his gaze fell upon her, he suddenly noticed the sorrow in Jiang Xuelan’s brows and the bottomless, complex resentment hidden within her beautiful eyes. The harsh words he had intended to deliver died in his throat.

To the wild boar, however, it was eating quite happily; what did the silver pheasant or the black pheasant have to do with it?

Hearing what Mu Wenxin said to Lang Ya, Li Nanhuang felt certain that the old witch was keeping them alive only to use them against the Sovereign of the Southern Li Kingdom.