Volume 1, Chapter 53: Neither the Prince of Yong nor His Son Will Survive This Winter

Xu Decai walked up to Shen Tong, reached out with his heavy hands to grab him, and still wearing a smile, said, "Shen Tong, I've heard so much about you. From now on, we're colleagues, so don't be so stiff." With that, he gave Shen Tong a firm handshake.

"Whose dog is barking here, get the hell out!" Ximen Ting certainly knew how to put on a show of arrogance. Besides, he was here today precisely to boost Brother Tian's prestige, and anyone attempting to mess with Ye Tian would find him more than willing to play the heavy.

The fewer people who knew that Gu Xinian had sneaked into Ye Qinglan's boudoir in the dead of night, the better. Ruomei naturally chose to keep it a secret.

Shen Tong replied quite decisively, "I booked the room first. If I've ruined Chairman Guo's mood, then do as you please." Having said that, he made a move to walk toward the private dining room.

After the three of them left, the ward returned to peace. Don't be fooled by how fierce Zhong Li usually acted in front of Xu Yiming; in truth, it was all an act, as Xu Yiming's initial impression on her had indeed been terrible.

However, a harmonious relationship between a son and daughter-in-law was hardly a bad thing. Even if Cui Jing were to conceive and give birth to the eldest son of a concubine, Cui Wan was still Ye Yuanwei's legitimate wife through a proper match. The Changyuan Earl's Mansion could not afford to have any scandal of favoring a concubine over a wife.

Indeed, as Zhou Xiong had said, the Blood Fiend operatives had already arrived in position. However, if they wanted to enter the Youth Tribe, they would first have to get past the Big A quartet who were secretly protecting Ye Tian.

Earlier, when Xu Yiming was on the phone with Yuliya inside the car, he hadn't avoided Ma Yidi, so she was well aware that Xu Yiming genuinely intended to leave Qinghang.

Gu Xinian watched helplessly as the two of them walked away one after the other. His handsome face was dark and gloomy, rage flickering in his eyes.

Caught in a dilemma, Xiang Nong thought of Fifth Uncle. Gu Zhao was currently Xiang Nong's financial backer, and according to underworld rules, one does not block another's path to wealth. The Maintenance Association's target was the office, not Gu Zhao; he needed Fifth Uncle to put in a word, hoping to untangle Gu Zhao from this mess so it wouldn't hinder Xiang Nong's moneymaking.

At first glance, Yan Xi looked completely starved and freezing, so diving straight into a feast of rich, greasy meat would surely be more than his body could handle.

The next moment, both of her arms were suddenly grabbed. He abruptly turned his head and dragged her rolling into the bed.

Night Chen's gaze fell upon the box, a decision already made in his mind. He asked, "Should I use it right now?" He didn't even bother to ask whether it would cause side effects like last time.

The car window was rolled down, revealing a young, sunny face—it was He Jifan's driver, whom Dou Wei'er used to see frequently.

"Our young master hasn't allowed you to leave, do you think you can just walk away?" someone demanded of Bai Yufei.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Lin Shaoyan had already gone outside, but seeing that Zhou Ning and the others still hadn't emerged, he grew a bit anxious. Despite his fear, he came back down to check what was happening.

She reached out from the bedside to grope for her phone, connected it to the charger, and waited for over a minute before the screen slowly flickered to life.

With one hand, Xia Qingluo had to secure her parents who were bound by vine tendrils, while the other had to deal with Nanyan. Although it was strenuous, Xia Qingluo showed not a shred of fear.

Hualian took the meat and said, "Thank you, boss." Leaving the butcher shop, Hualian went to the pharmacy instead, bought some croton powder, and returned to Puzhen Courtyard.

Shen Yitian walked at the rear, observing the hospital's environment. It was quite decent and favorable for a child's growth.

"Hey, would you mind not being such a prophet of doom?" Su Yugui, completely out of the loop and thinking that Qin Wuzheng also felt he had spoken ill omens, immediately yelled at him. She had heard how Gu Yue'an and the others had previously encountered a massive sandstorm, gotten scattered as a group, and nearly failed to walk out of the desert.

Yuan Xiuzhu patted his good friend's shoulder consolingly, deeply understanding his current state of mind. After all, he felt the exact same way himself, perhaps even reacting more strongly than Qi Boqun. He genuinely and dearly cherished the child Du Dening.

They had all climbed their way up through the imperial examinations starting as mere scholars, so naturally they knew that if wild celebrations were held before the Luming Banquet even took place, their hard-earned titles would be stripped away by the chief examiner. Although the situation was somewhat different now, the emperor's golden words were not easily revoked. Still, finding a pretext to hand them their walking papers after the Grand Announcement of Ranking was an effortless task.

Du Fu and Mi Sheng let out simultaneous cries of agony. Mi Sheng even tried to lunge toward Feng Tai's side, only to be tightly grabbed and held back by Du Fu.

"I hope I won't fall too far behind," Dengjia muttered to himself, feeling a slight pang of regret for choosing Huang Long as a teammate.

"As a vampire, receiving human love is already more than enough to satisfy me, yet I am not capable of shielding him from harm," Selene thought.

Yuan Yu paused abruptly. Looking at Hu Fei's expression of utter reverence, the corners of his mouth could only pull into a remarkably handsome smile.

The crowds of supporters cheering for Gu Yue'an beneath the stage went without saying; they could only endure the frantic mockery of the Martial Saints' die-hard partisans.

Liu Hanchao swiftly retaliated with an axe of his own. The two of them advanced and retreated, retreating and advancing against each other in the jungle area. Xue Yunqi, who was farming peacefully in the mid-lane, had no choice under Mo Cheng's helpless urging but to hurry over and provide backup.

"Stargazing?" Moke looked at Xie Guangya in utter bewilderment. Given Xie Guangya's status, there was no need for him to chase after celebrities; a single word from him would have countless stars throwing themselves at him.