Volume 1, Chapter 28: Your Humble Servant Is Pure and Kind by Nature

Although her family was incomplete, its members loved her dearly, and she and her mother were more like friends.

He Xi craned his neck to watch her rush down in a flurry, followed by the sounds of a door being pushed hard, slammed, and even kicked. After a series of brutal interrogations of the door, the banging ceased abruptly, replaced by her somewhat hysterical muttering to herself.

However, Mingnan was very displeased that someone was shouting at him. Most importantly, Yulu was sleeping in the lounge, and such volume would surely wake her.

The business was booming, the atmosphere was lively, and customers were enjoying a variety of delicious dishes with expressions of delight. Staff members shuttled back and forth, busy and brimming with enthusiasm.

Antoine saw that the battle situation was worse than imagined; the city wall in the southeast corner had even collapsed, making him anxious and desperate.

"Where is my bag? I need to go back, let's eat another day," Ling Jiajia asked, somewhat urgently.

These words made Yulu wish she could find a hole to crawl into. It wasn't just Yulu; even Mingnan’s cheeks flickered with a hint of awkwardness at that moment.

The child was only seven or eight years old. Startled by Great-Uncle Jiao, he burst into wailing tears, unable to even speak, which only made Great-Uncle Jiao stomp his feet and curse in anger.

"...What do you mean 'probably'? Haven't you been there before?" He Xi panicked the moment he heard Min Lan’s uncertain tone.

"Tch, so it was you? What happened to Lian, who was by your side?" Halton asked, looking unhappy. After all, he needed the help of that brain-worm Lian to fulfill his wish to kill.

Feng Wu looked up into Yun Yi's gentle eyes and couldn't help but feel a warmth wash over her. His words brought an inexplicable sense of stability to her heart, and her panic and loneliness gradually dissipated.

Xie Yuchun leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on the floor. The days of confinement had left him looking somewhat disheveled, but his poise in every gesture remained completely unaffected.

Although he had never met the old man, the man had exhausted his efforts for the Zheng family over the years and had even died in a foreign land for the sake of the family.

The members of the Tianxuan Sect were all wearing expressions of disbelief after hearing the sequence of events; some of the disciples who were bad at hiding their thoughts were already whispering among themselves.

Xie Siqi’s expression was extremely ugly. She had never expected that Ji Qingli, once someone who allowed others to bully her, would now be so difficult to deal with.

A spiritual flame rapidly condensed, taking the form of a Vermilion Bird, hovering in the air as powerful pressure filled the surroundings.

In her clear, bright gaze was a scorching sincerity, as if she could look deep into Xie Yuchun's heart.

Yi Zhonghai’s rage instantly reached its peak; He Yuzhu’s words were like a sharp sword piercing his sore spot. Yi Zhonghai had always been deeply troubled by the fact that he and his wife could not conceive, and the neighbors had tacitly agreed never to mention it in their presence.

"Very well, let me tell you my thoughts..." Feng Wushuang leaned closer to Mu'er and spoke to her in a low whisper.

Above the lake, mayflies were thick and dense, like a heavy and profound black mist, surging madly with all their might.

Returning to the front hall, the three were naturally shocked to see Zhen Mi. However, as Zhen Mi had previously instructed Zhang Ren not to reveal her name, the three found it difficult to ask anything.

While it was called a torture chamber, this was, after all, the Hidden Sword Villa. The dungeon was merely used to hold heinous criminals and Hidden Sword disciples who had committed grave mistakes, so there were not many instruments of torture, serving only to punish disciples and conduct simple interrogations.

"Another awakened nightmare, this is the sixth one!" one of the men said angrily.

He allowed Xiyin to bite down hard on his shoulder; although blood began to seep out, and a sensation of pain caused Lin Yun to frown slightly, he did not resist.

Having said this, he rushed out of the bar. In an empty spot, he reached out his hand, and a long strand of hair appeared in his palm—one he had just taken from his coat.

Firstly, it was unusually large, with a golden-brown body covered in patches of flame-like patterns, looking exceptionally demonic.

Diao Chan shivered: "Th-that is treasonous!? What exactly are you trying to do? Right, you have always said you wanted to gain a foothold in Yizhou. Could it be that you want to set yourself up as... a King in Yizhou?" Diao Chan didn't even dare to say the word "Emperor," opting for "King" instead.

When they parted, Lister had told Li Jie that if they did not meet in the mining area after a week, it meant that he and the main force of the security regiment were still patrolling the perimeter. And this, he noted, was not necessarily a bad thing.

Zhu Dachang nodded. He believed Zhang Hao’s words. Indeed, people like them couldn't look too far ahead. But with a good territory, a force of several hundred men, and nearly a thousand slaves, no matter who came to power in the future, they would at least have enough assets to bargain for a favorable amnesty.

Finally, Lelouch revealed a hint of information: although he could not supply the nobles on a large scale, he could sell through merchant caravans to expand production, and he would only levy a twenty-five percent income tax on those caravans.

Shu Shilei was truly obedient. He led the way, bringing his two aunts and four uncles to the inner room. Turning behind the bed, he lifted the bed skirt, revealing half a bottle of Golden Dragon Fish cooking oil, half a bag of flour, several strings of cured meat and smoked fish, a few packets of seasoning, a bottle of dish soap, and several stacks of disposable bowls, chopsticks, and cups.

Yan Mo also gave a soft hum, his expression changing slightly as his throat bobbed twice, as if he had swallowed something.

Previously, the white hair at the tips of Yue Li’s hair was only about the length of a thumb, but by now, it had moved significantly higher, and the white color had become increasingly flawless.

Lie Huo was very beautiful at this moment, with a very fiery kind of beauty. Fiery radiance emanated from her, like a moving sun; standing beside her, one would unconsciously feel filled with strength—a very strange sensation.

Before long, Xiao Shan and the others arrived at the designated location, 45 Huagequan Road. Yingzuo Zhenzhao and his two companions stepped out of the car, looking at the unusually quiet courtyard before them, and couldn't help but look at Fujita beside him.

Many powerful martial artists were already restless, seemingly waiting to snatch the Other Shore Flower the moment it was discovered.

He was thin with a long waist and a dignified appearance, but he showed a rare smile when he saw Li Mo.

They had learned of the opening of Huitong Bank and planned to make a scene to reclaim their honor, but they didn't expect to jump from the dragon's pool into the tiger's den. The strength of the Prince of Jin's guard was too formidable; no matter how they fought, they could not break out of the encirclement. Zhao Yan and Lan Xiaozhu were captured one after the other, and she would have met the same fate, but at the critical moment, it was Yi Jianyang who stepped in to save her.