Volume 1, Chapter 61: An Unexpected "Joy"

At this thought, Liu Linyan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned away to mask her emotions. "Your mouths belong to you; call me whatever you wish."

Perhaps this could even be considered a good thing. At the very least, it might ease the strained superficial harmony currently plaguing the Azure Cloud Sect.

Ten years ago on that very day, the rain had poured just as heavily, accompanied by the same thunder and lightning, and the same howling gales.

Inextinguishable God had no way of knowing whether Zhu Ming had been bewitched by Nameless when they met, or if Zhu Ming had harbored ulterior motives all along.

After finishing their meal, Yinzhen dragged her out to walk off the food. Tong Chenger actually would have preferred to lie down, but she could not win against Yinzhen's persistence, so she was dragged along to the estate's plum blossom garden.

Amidst the pink peach blossoms, a tall figure in light blue leaped out with graceful posture, his sleeves carrying a few stray petals. Xia Min was left staring in utter bewilderment.

She did not even glance at Baal, who was charging right at her, but instead spun her magic wand round and round.

His gaze swept across the people gathered in the mourning hall, taking in everyone's expressions. Seeing nothing that seemed feigned, he felt confident he had figured out the truth.

Leaning back against his chair, Zhou Yubin suddenly felt a twinge of regret for having spoken to Jiang Yi about these matters so soon. At the very least, shouldn't they have spent some time together first and gotten to know each other better? He wondered what she thought of him now.

A young boy waved a blood-stained rock blade as he charged toward the gates of the temple. Whose blood stained this sharp weapon, scavenged from the perimeter of the failed defense perimeter, was unknown, but the boy was about to exact vengeance for its owner.

"You, you, you..." The two wet nurses were so frightened their faces drained of all color, staring at Shi Luoying as if she were some kind of monster.

Even if they were strangers, the company's protocol for taking orders was extremely rigorous, complete with detailed client information. Yet earlier, she had simply handed her a client's address.

Murong Yan'er smiled radiantly and cast a seductive glance at him before taking the official guanzi currency. Unfazed by his presence, right there before his eyes, she tucked it straight down into the cleavage of her heaving, heavy bosom.

"Get in the car. I have something to say to you." Shen Yu had already stepped out of the vehicle and proactively opened the front passenger door for her.

The officials also let out a long sigh of relief, secretly counting themselves lucky that they had not truly wavered a moment ago; otherwise, a tempest of wrath surely awaited them.

Upon hearing Dong Changquan's words, Wang Yanmei changed into a new set of clothes and headed toward the office for processing their divorce.

Yang Qianyu's face was full of suspicion as she kept her eyes fixed on him, firmly convinced that he was merely putting on an act—hoping to wipe away his past mistakes and coax her into starting over.

They had originally planned to leave right after dinner, but Luo Hao and Han Wei adamantly dragged her off to go karaoke, which led to her drinking a bit more.

Yun Shao and Bai Hanyu followed the waiter to a corner table and sat down, whereupon Bai Yuhan handed the menu over to Yun Shao.

Most things in life do not go as one wishes, numbering eight or nine out of ten. She consoled herself that perhaps all of this would take a turn for the better. She had no idea when she had developed such self-deceptive tendencies, but if it allowed her to get a good night's sleep, she did not mind it at all.

"A blizzard hits this place the moment dawn breaks. Only the spot where I hid that reckless fool is safe. Are you certain you don't want to ask?" The snow spirit seemed utterly unconcerned, actually taking a stroll across her forehead.

In truth, given Ning Hao's current situation and qualifications, he was already equipped to branch out and establish himself independently. Indeed, according to Yanzi, he did harbor that exact intention, and the only reason he hadn't brought it up yet was because he wanted to use The Red Sea Turtle to try out his skills.

Though they were both mere mortals, this fellow had after all had contact with the high nobility of the Heavenly Court, and possessed at least some understanding of celestial affairs.

"Since when did you become so fond of meddling in other people's business?" I asked, looking in perplexity toward the pale-faced Lan Linhu.