Volume 1, Chapter 39: She Could Offer No Response

While clashing with the Dragon-Tiger Gang, Ye Jianxun looked past the throng of men and cast a glance at Qin Yue, who sat mounted on his horse.

"Ah, Your Highness, pray speak, this lowly one is listening," Lin Ze replied, feigning ignorance of Liu Feng’s intentions as he bowed his head with exaggerated humility.

Ever since the old Marquis sacrificed his life on the Western Frontier, it was as if a great pillar supporting the heavens had collapsed, leaving the Wuxing Marquis Estate in a state of precarious instability. Before the household could even recover from the shock of the old man’s heroic death, they were blindsided by a barrage of rumors.

Once the domestic affairs were settled, the hour had grown late, and it was time for Rong Qianhan to depart. Madame Yang the Elder could not well insist she stay; after all, the Matriarch was currently ailing. While others might be excused, Rong Qianhan resided in the Zhao Zhuang Hall and had always been deeply favored by the Matriarch, spending the better part of her days by the old lady’s side.

As they spoke, Qingxue brought over a cup of warm tea. Jun Li rinsed her mouth with the help of Rong Zhan’s steady hand and, after taking a few sips of water, lay back down to rest.

Yet the big-faced fish refused to leave. After staring blankly for a while, perhaps finally realizing the destructive potential of using its face as a weapon, it gave its oversized head a shake and—thwack!—slammed its face hard against the head of the old man in black once more.

The Marquis of Ningping was furious to the point of apoplexy. He could tolerate the Matriarch’s scolding—that was his duty as a son—but for the Lady Jun, a daughter-in-law, to defy him time and again? Did she truly think he was already dead?

Could a son really inherit his father’s nature? Ling Lan dared not meet Gu Hanhao’s eyes, stammering, unsure of how to broach the subject.

Seeing this, Ma Chao realized there would be no further opportunity to strike down Zhang Fei’s forces. He spun his Black Dragon Spear into a blur of petals, slowed his pace, and promptly disengaged from the fray.

Ling Lan suddenly felt that for all the trouble of traveling such a great distance with Gu Hanhao, their greatest reward had been nothing more than a few cups of Longjing tea.

A streak of crimson flowed from the corner of Lu Xianxian’s mouth, her cheeks so numb from the blow that she remained dazed and unable to recover her senses.

Ding Zhou entered from outside, took the handkerchief handed to him by Jiang Liu to wipe away his sweat, and upon stepping into the room, spotted the Emperor and his companions.

Su An’s words were indeed far too long-winded; it was no wonder Su Yaodong could not help himself. Su An shot him a sharp, stern glare, frightening Su Yaodong into immediate silence. It seemed the Su brothers were remarkably filial; despite being titans of the business world in their own right, they remained deeply fearful of their father.

"It really is strange, isn't it? Why not use those slave warriors to haul the cargo? There must have been at least a hundred and fifty of them on the last ship," Spinarov continued to grumble.

After bringing the severely wounded Wei Feng to the underground base of the "Dream Without a Trace" organization, she did not hesitate to spend millions to save him, despite his barely flickering pulse. She did all of this without a single regret, though she could not help but plan for her own future as well.

Yang Xu, serving as the master of marksmanship, permitted the four trainees to fire three rounds each to get a feel for the weapons; after all, if a real crisis occurred, they needed to be able to shoot accurately without wasting ammunition.

There were even instances where soldiers would suddenly leap up to draw the attention of the attack aircraft, all to grant a chance at survival to a brother nearby who, unable to dodge, had already closed his eyes to await death.

Compared to Chelsea’s stability, Barcelona seemed far more unfortunate. Xue Ren, who had just been signed in the winter transfer window, clashed with his teammates, and the resulting violent incident led to a ten-point deduction in the league standings—a trend that gave them the distinct air of the "Arsenal of La Liga."

Hearing Wu Kai’s words, Lin Yu Xuan began to undress, saying, "Hubby, wait a moment. Let me go into the bedroom and change into something else before I come back out." With that, she stepped into the bedroom.