143 This show might be a flop.

"I heard that Qu Jin does indeed have a younger sister, but she has been studying abroad all this time. I truly envy her; same surname, but such a different fate," Ye Fang remarked with a sigh.

Qu Wan remained silent, wondering where that rumor had come from. She had no idea when she had supposedly gone abroad to study.

After Qu Wan signed the contract, Ye Fang kept her back to offer a long-winded, earnest lecture. Qu Wan listened with one ear and let it out the other, nodding repeatedly while saying she understood. Finally, when Ye Fang's phone rang, she waved for Qu Wan to leave. Qu Wan let out a sigh of relief as she stepped out. Passing by the office of Gu Siyuan’s manager, she noticed the door was left open.

After emerging from the underground chamber, he saw that Wolf Tooth Island was a scene of carnage, with flesh and blood flying everywhere. He had encountered several waves of pirates under Zhuangsi Qianyu’s command. Although the scarred man was not of a high cultivation rank, he was, after all, an Awakened one, and dealing with a few common pirates was easy enough.

The opponent was a middle-aged man with a thick beard, a square face, and bushy eyebrows, his cultivation at the late stage of the Convergence Realm. He clearly had smoked Havana cigars before; he swiped his finger across the severed cigar butt, and with a flick, ignited it—he was evidently a fire-attribute cultivator.

"Moon Fang—Heaven Piercer!!!!!" As a wide, arc-shaped slash bloomed and spread horizontally, a brilliant, shimmering crescent-shaped strike forcefully halted the advance of the arc.

"Swish!!!!" A merciless sword stroke swept across the neck of a Gendarmerie member charging forward. A strange flame surged up instantly; the Gendarmerie member, who had just been screaming that he did not want to die, was incinerated into ash, leaving not even a corpse behind.

***

Therefore, she addressed Emperor Xiao simply as the Emperor; the fact that she did not prefix it with "dog" was the result of her utmost restraint.

Ouyang Kai also remembered that Zhou Yi had not eaten all day, but he remained silent, continuing to roast his chicken.

Li Yizhou looked at Bai Jin’s smile and knew that this matter could not be anything good, or else why would it have been hidden from him for so long?

Once they went out, Liu Jia did not stay in the main hall but turned into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

"You must have heard of the power of the Immortal Residence Mountain’s protective formation, right? In truth, I could kill you at any moment. You might be underestimating me or overestimating yourself," Chu Jiangkai said earnestly.

"Damn it!!!" Even the most even-tempered person could not endure Zhao Yi’s blatant disregard. Damn it, starting without a word—didn't he give anyone a chance to prepare? Did he not have any respect for him at all?

Xiao Jingheng looked up at Xu Zhizhi’s exquisite and breathtakingly beautiful face. His eyebrows were arched with a smile, and his eyes glittered like starlight, as if reflecting the stars in the sky.

The tiger demon’s body was half-hidden in grass that reached waist-height, with several eerie, phantom shadows drifting around him.

Lu Xingluo was like this, and his mother was no better; the former Madam Lu had also been far too sheltered by Master Lu.

Father Xu was a good-natured man without a temper. Seeing the head steward, Wen, being very polite to Nanny Li, he was likewise very courteous.

Zhuang Ruoshi leaned her head against the carriage, her hands resting limply at her sides. Her complexion was ghastly pale, and her lips were even whiter.

***

With that, the ten drops of blood merged together to form a magic circle, enveloping the nine people and Zhuang Ruoshi.

Sure enough, the moment he reached his hand inside, a cold light flashed—it was a long blade.

He then stretched, stood up, and naturally walked behind one of the players to watch them play a ranked match.

"Brother Tang, let us go." Li ZhiMing’s voice came from the side, still as indifferent as ever, with a faint smile playing on his lips.

Su Zhixuan, the heir to the Marquis of Anding, was passing through on his way to the border to handle matters on behalf of his grandfather, the old Marquis.

"Then how do you know they are unwilling? How do you know they wouldn't be happy together?" Li Haonan asked, his expression darkening and his tone heavy.

The moment the innkeeper saw Long Di and Wei Yan return, his expression turned servile, as if he had just seen his own grandfather.