Chapter 50

Cen Jinghong looked at her eldest brother who had arrived in the capital; he had come precisely for the matter of the Tianshan snow lotus. Among her family, the one connected to that person was neither Cen Yu, the head of the Red Leaf Chamber of Commerce, nor the leader of the Cen clan, but rather her eldest brother, Cen Jingheng.

Shufang began to struggle, but the servants nearby directly covered her mouth, hoisted her up entirely, and carried her toward the woodshed.

Only then did Lulan lower her gaze, noticing the trace left behind by the man, and hurriedly buttoned it back up. At this moment, Mo Zhicheng was walking out from the lounge. As soon as he stepped out, he caught sight of this scene. He narrowed his starry eyes, tightened his grip on the doorknob, and without uttering a sound, simply watched.

Mo Zhicheng looked at her, yet she could not discern his expression behind the dark sunglasses, only catching the faint, slight smile at the corners of his lips.

She could disregard the others, but Mengchun telling the Princess her innermost thoughts was something she absolutely could not swallow. Even if she could not marry the Prince, marrying one of his attendants seemed like a decent alternative; after all, those men were the Prince's trusted confidants. Perhaps she could achieve her own goals through them.

However, an embrace like this should never have belonged to him and her. If... if she were not a spy lurking by his side, if her identity were a bit cleaner and simpler—yet too many "ifs" could no longer redeem this hopeless romance.

Though half of the Princess's face was veiled beneath a light gauze, judging solely by her posture, Princess Chang'an looked like a walking embodiment of the word "trouble." At such a blooming, youthful age, how could Princess Chang'an harbor such immense vexation?

Upon uttering those final words, Zhang Shu cast a meaningful glance at Lianyian, who kept her head lowered and made no particular reaction.

"Let go!" Although Lu Dingshen had just awakened, his voice was remarkably resonant, startling Lu Haochen into releasing his grip instantly. Knowing his father would not be at ease without seeing things for himself, Lu Haochen had no choice but to support him out of bed and into the neighboring room.

"Hehe, thank you all for your high expectations. I will definitely do my best and not let you down." A trace of emotion flashed across Mu Yi's face at their faith in him. The feeling of being trusted was truly wonderful; thus, he needed to work hard moving forward and avoid disappointing them, striving to capture the championship of this tournament.

It is well known that the netherworld is governed by the Ten Yama Kings, whose names are: King Qinguang, King Chujiang, Emperor Song, King Wuguan, King Yama, King Pingdeng, King Taishan, King Dushi, King Biancheng, and King Lunhuan.

"Since she led the team this time around, let's put aside other matters for the moment and let her choose one item first, while the remaining eight of us divide the rest equally. How does that sound?" Master Xuantian broke the silence and spoke.

Suddenly, the surroundings grew completely quiet, save for the gentle breeze rustling the water vapor and the smacking sound of a lingering kiss.

Yet this ache hurt more than any physical pain, more than when his leg bones were broken in the past and he was left abandoned on the ground with no one to treat or care for him.

Having listened to Nian Yunxi's words and looking at the table full of dishes, Hao Xiuying clearly lost her appetite.

In her previous life, technology and medicine had already advanced immensely, with countless scientists researching methods to alter human biological genes, yet a suitable approach had never been found.

"You mentioned holy power just now?" Lin Chao dropped into a seat, closed his eyes briefly, used his sheer willpower to block out the chaotic, disruptive noises, and asked with a serious expression.

Guying's appearance was an accident. From the clues he inadvertently let slip, Jun Wuxie roughly understood that his presence here, along with his ludicrous claims of a master-apprentice relationship, was merely a ruse to extract the method of the Healing Art from her.

A single, cold word, uttered in an extremely subdued tone as if fearing to disturb something, drifted from afar out of the palace sashes.

"Why not go right now?" Ling asked Lu Jin, somewhat perplexed, for in Ling's mind, day and night were entirely the same.

This statement reflected Gu Zhong's extremely humble background, yet he was willing to listen to Han Mo, willing to treat her as the head of the household, because his love for Han Mo had surpassed everything else.

With a deafening crash, the pillar of light vanished, and the three corpses were directly blasted into smithereens, dead beyond any possibility of revival.

The bride's parents were quite open-minded. When Zhen Youqian and his father initially went to propose marriage, Zhou's parents made no excessive demands and proved to be remarkably kind-hearted.

Because the dense fog within the Rakshasa Forest appeared exclusively within its boundaries, and those masked bizarre monkeys never ventured outside.

"Alright, answer me! Was my father's death a result of your meddling behind the scenes? Even if it merely accelerated his demise!" Su Haoli pinned Li Jianyang's throat with one hand, exerting pressure with his arm, and the latter's facial expression instantly twisted in agony.

Li Qingyun tugged at Fang Lian's trouser leg, signaling him to look at the ground. Fang Lian quietly lowered his head and carefully observed Li Qingyun's movements.

Consequently, she could only hold back her tears from falling, pressing her lips tightly together as if making a tremendous resolution before finally nodding.

The elderly monk formed circles with both hands, attempting to fend off the successive chain of attacks all at once. Ouyang Qing heavily stomped his left foot forward, roared aloud, and fiercely lashed out with a right kick.

A mere Longshan Group was something he could not handle alone, but surely Shangguan Zhirong would not sit idly by and watch. Once the two families joined forces, the Longshan Group would probably perish without even knowing how it happened.

After all, for many years, the Mafia had been adversaries with numerous underground factions. Had it not been for the pressing circumstances back then, they would never have agreed to let the Mafia join the underground world alliance.

Seeing that Jilong was indeed prepared, Liu Xinghao instantly changed his moves, sinking his stance, retracting his center of gravity, and launching a fierce uppercut that smashed heavily toward Jilong's head and face.

"I believe we should proceed as previously discussed: both sides send out a team to work in unison to recover the funds in the shortest possible time, and then distribute them fairly." Smith contemplated for a moment and offered his perspective.