138 Settling for the Next Best Option

Watching Jiang Zeyu approach, Yu Mei nudged Qu Wan’s arm and left with Qu Shangchong.

"What did you buy this afternoon?"

Qu Wan looked at him in surprise. So, Jiang Zeyu knew everything. That meant he had seen everything on the internet, right? Qu Wan bit her lip and remained silent.

Jiang Zeyu stared at her face. "Hmm? Are you unhappy? Is it because your brother made you pay the bill?"

Qu Wan looked at him, astonished. "How did you know it was my brother? Did you see him when you came out just now?"

Jiang Zeyu laughed helplessly. "Didn't I recognize him the moment I saw the photos? Half of his face was clearly captured."

"But, my parents didn't even recognize..."

"Hey, look at this," a police officer shouted ten minutes later, holding something with tweezers.

Fang Hui felt an irresistible pressure descend, and he was instantly pinned to the ground.

Li Qingyuan leaned back against the sofa with Yue Linglong resting in his arms. Their battle had just ended, and they were sharing a moment of tenderness. The floor and the furniture had all been damaged—a result of Yue Linglong failing to control her strength after her recent breakthrough.

"Are you inviting me to the Chu State to serve as prime minister? This is just a roundabout way of killing me!" Zhuangzi shouted softly.

Zhizi sought permission from Kent, then powered up her long, toned legs and sprinted across the ground. She leaped onto a tree branch in the distance for leverage and vanished in an instant.

Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Mo Wuque reluctantly agreed, saying, "I will definitely come to your house tonight."

"I am not a person of high moral standing. I have no prejudice against Loki, nor do I care if you see him as a good or bad person. His only mistake was setting his sights on Earth." Kent stated arrogantly that he would be the one to decide Earth’s fate.

Hearing this, Guliang Xiaorou’s eyes became increasingly bright, while Xu Yiqing, Tang Ziyan, and the others were left stunned.

The Ghost Immortal finally noticed a subtle discrepancy. Although no one had moved the items here, there were still faint traces of outsiders on the ground. Several almost perfectly concealed footprints were discovered by the Ghost Immortal.

However, the anomalies that had appeared in recent days, combined with the military’s high-alert transport of goods, made it hard for Wang Haiqing not to suspect something.

To please the man she liked, she decided to change herself. After all, she would be a wife and a mother in the future; she couldn't always be so tomboyish.

"How are you so sure this is my blood? Be good; you have classes today. I’ll have Butler Kate take you to school." Since waking up, the pain in his shoulder blade had grown worse. Gu Ying kept enduring it, masking his condition so that Mu Xinghai would not notice.

He called out several times, but the servants who had fled in terror were too frightened and trembling to approach.

"Once I return to the capital, I will report the truth to the Emperor and ensure you are rewarded for your merits." General Pingxi laughed heartily. His smile was like the sky at that moment—wide, blue, and completely free of clouds.

Pei Xi’er had originally intended to ask Ye Lancao to use the restroom in the back and then shamelessly borrow some clothes from her for her sister, but she was coldly interrupted by Ye Lancao.

Gu Lingze caught Xu Mingyan winking at him out of the corner of his eye. Following his gaze, he saw Jinzi and Lingzi sitting on chairs, both with their heads hanging low.

Gu Ying commanded 40% of the zombies to resist the 50% controlled by the black-robed man, while the remaining 10%—caught between the pressure of both sides—didn't know what to do and began fighting amongst themselves.

One type was a fetus that had died in the womb, never seeing the light of day; the other was an infant who had passed away before reaching the age of one.

After Xiang Feng’s barrage of insults, Gao Qiu felt a bit of sympathy for the sword spirit. He looked at Xiang Feng, then at the sword spirit, not knowing what to say.

Gu Lingze felt relieved when he saw everyone’s condition the next morning. Although they had spent a restless night, they were all in high spirits, especially the older ones, who seemed to have grown years younger.

Managing the minion waves, farming, taking buffs, and ganking—every move was precise. His hands moved flexibly across the screen. Even though Qiao Xiduo watched with wide eyes, she couldn't track Lan Chenjun’s movements and wished she could slow the speed down and break them into step-by-step actions right before her eyes.