Chapter 50

Gongyi Wuyou felt a momentary sense of relief, but a thought immediately struck her: How did he suddenly appear? Wait... could it be that he had been here watching the show all along? At this realization, her expression darkened instantly.

Madam Cui spat out a mouthful of saliva and widened her eyes. "You're furious? As if you can get a divorce! Bah!" Her actions were vulgar, and it was hard to imagine how Fatty Cui managed to endure her.

Seeing Yunxiu walking over calmly from the side, A Lai shouted at the top of his lungs, his figure flashing as he vanished from his spot.

Just as she was lost in wild imaginations, the man in front of her turned around and grabbed her hand without a word. Niannian looked up and saw Li Junze's righteous expression.

Leng Sicheng was left behind, looking bewildered. What was going on? Why was Gu Qingqing treating him so coldly? Hadn't her perception of him improved recently?

"If she is intent on hiding from you, you won't be able to find her," Li Jun彦 said faintly, then lowered his head, intending to lift her down.

"Compensation for what?" Xu Zipei shook her head. What she feared most was being single-mindedly devoted while the other party took it all for granted.

Shangguan Yucheng walked forward a few steps in a daze, closing his eyes powerlessly. Time and time again, was he destined to be unable to keep her? Since she did not go with her subordinates, where on earth had she gone?

At this moment, the fine wine he usually loved tasted completely devoid of flavor. He rarely drank this late because she had once said she hated the smell of alcohol.

Thus, father and son lay down together, and then the family of four quietly lay there just like they always did when sleeping.

Ye Chen's gaze was cold and sharp as he suddenly detected some faint noises spreading toward them from the distance.

However, the human race was not without advantages. Their growth path was entirely free to allocate, and they blended easily with other bloodlines with exceptionally high adaptability. Unlike many other bloodlines that possessed strong rejection traits and refused to fuse even with bloodline fusion agents, this lineage was not as terrible as one might imagine.

Looking at her own plight, she glared resentfully at the venomous Leng Xuanxuang, then turned to look at Wu Hao. Grief and sorrow erupted within her heart like a volcano, and tears streamed down her face drop by drop.

Lin Feng's heart shook violently, and he thought: Is Master finally going to make a move? Outwardly, however, he still cupped his fists and replied respectfully, though his heart remained utterly turbulent.

Fortunately, this fellow possessed great spiritual intelligence and understood that this was indoors, so it did not dare to reveal its true form; otherwise, this cottage would have been completely destroyed.

Jiang De understood Yue He's fear of water transport, especially since the Yue family had come to Neihuang precisely because of the floods of years past.

"Do you mean that you were entrusted by someone to invite me, and your purpose is to have me join Lei Bo's command?" Wu Hao laid his cards on the table, wanting to get things completely clear so as not to wrong a good person.

He saw hundreds of rebel soldiers arranged in a military formation, with long spears on the outside, bows and crossbows on the inside, sabers and shields protecting the flanks, and a dozen cavalrymen lined up in the front, displaying extreme tactical organization.

Centered around him was a boundless ocean of thunder, where electric arcs flickered and lightning intertwined, making him look like the reincarnation of a Thunder Emperor.

"What a powerful aura, not inferior even to the descendants of the Seven Great Demon Kings," Jin Zhong said in shock as he finished healing his internal injuries.

He had long since heard from his adoptive father, Saiba Joichiro, that his biological son was highly active within the Midnight Chefs organization.

By the time He Wanshuang and the others arrived home, she had already prepared the induction cooker and the mandarin duck hotpot with the soup bases, leaving only the ingredients to be added.

He had thought mostly of asking his three older brothers for help, or, at the absolute worst, he still had quite a few friends; surely someone would lend a helping hand?

In an instant, Tu Guan's men vanished completely. He was in a hurry to rush back and investigate why, after just a single night, the attitude of the Elders' Council had shifted so dramatically. More importantly, the Guardian Tower was guarded by two Venerables, yet the Venerables had made no move while members of the Elders' Council walked out instead. A bad premonition gnawed at his heart.

Both necklaces were identical gifts. In truth, Song Yiren did not care whether she bought it herself or if Beiming Shen gave it to her. Since Beiming Shen asked her to yield, Song Yiren decided to stop bidding.

He knew he had missed his chance—missed the her who once followed only his gaze. It was only after losing her that he learned the true meaning of cherish.

Yuan Linjun wore a dark expression, his delicate facial features distorted. He grabbed my wrist with a force that made me deeply uncomfortable.

And the cause of all this, the source of the so-called bizarre and chaotic omen, was undoubtedly the strange herb mixed among the rice grains, white sugar, and tea leaves inside the large iron pot.

"Never mind, I'm not here to see her; I'm here to see my dad!" I gave her a cold look. Over the years, she had been nothing more than Aunt Lan's running dog, opening her mouth to report every trivial matter to Madam. If my mother were still alive, how heartbroken she would be to see this woman sucking up to Aunt Lan.

Instantly, every single distinctly separated grain of "food" on his plate captured his entire attention.

Lv Ning looked somewhat flustered at Qianshan. Seeing the girl he loved so dearly resolutely express her desire to marry him, Lv Ning finally failed to hold back his surging tears.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have remained completely oblivious even after her body was modified to this extent. In fact, her understanding over the past few days had led Liu Yi to suspect that Ruoyi's intelligence wasn't the result of laboratory alteration, but rather innate. Well, somehow that made it even more tragic.

Untying the ropes bound around Lu Yiling, she helped the utterly exhausted girl up from the stone slab.

Living next to Caiwei Palace was Noble Consort Dowager Rong, who was genuinely overjoyed by Wen Yi's entry into the palace and frequently came over to drop by for visits.

"Which one do you want to watch?" Zhu Muyi turned her head to look at Li Mingyou, letting her choose one from the four carefully curated movies she had just selected.

Youye had basically watched them all like a dream, though her standards weren't as high as Meng's. She didn't exclusively pick acquaintances and ignore everyone else like the latter did.

Zhao Xiaolu's expression changed as she glanced at Wang Wang. Over the past few days, she had learned many bizarre things from him, and there was indeed an abundance of foul Qi lingering around this ancient graveyard.