Volume 1, Chapter 34: The Dog Prince Has a Craving

Chu Bin understood Cheng Liang’s deep anxiety; after all, it was his own wife who had suffered such a misfortune. How could he possibly be at ease? He offered some comfort, noting that matters had already reached this point and there was little left to resolve anyway.

The burden that had been lifted from Bai Po’s shoulders was replaced by a weight so crushing that he completely lost consciousness.

Vaguely, the crowd caught sight of a spectral silhouette behind Daming, though no one could clearly discern who or what it was.

"It’s fine, it’s fine. I didn’t want to go anyway!" Ye Hao waved his hand dismissively. His nonchalant expression was so infuriating that it made one want to slap him. People would break their necks just for a chance to go to such a place, yet he acted as if it meant nothing—it was truly maddening.

There was even a rumor that the Ling-Shui Art fell short of the so-called Heaven-tier techniques of the great sects only because it was incomplete, or perhaps because later generations had failed to fully grasp its essence and reach its ultimate potential.

Fu Ma licked his lips. In the next instant, his body turned ethereal, leaving behind only a streak of black lightning: the Sumeru Thunder Map.

"I’m quite looking forward to seeing what you’ll do next. What chance do you have left to turn things around?" Chu Bin said slowly. Sitting before his computer, he watched the email he had just sent, the corners of his mouth curling into a brighter, more radiant smile.

Hain’s vision went black, and he fainted. "Gast, what exactly is your ability?" This was the last thing Hain said.

Bai Po decided to summon Yan Mingxiu. With a leap, he mounted the creature and urged it to take flight immediately, rushing toward the competition arena.

Ji Shiqian glanced back; the car that had just driven off was the limited-edition Bugatti he had ordered his subordinates to take away.

Hejiapan was known as a "theatrical nest." Years ago, there was a theater in the village that was said to be four or five hundred years old. Its main beam and four pillars were made of Phoebe zhennan wood, which was incredibly valuable.

"If they haven’t found more than ten Tianshan snow lotuses, we are guaranteed to take first place," Xiao Chen said with a grin.

"A-Guang, you are being too tense. I know Brother Meng took care of you back then, but this is the Imperial Palace. It is so late, and without a summons, I cannot go to see the Emperor," Chi Gou rationally advised Jun Liuguang.

Hearing this, the Marshal of the Canopy, who commanded one hundred thousand Heavenly River naval troops, was displeased! His position seemed insecure! He immediately stepped forward to petition the Jade Emperor: "Let me deal with him!" "Very well! But if you lose, do not bother coming back."

It must be said that Yin Lianyi was a devoted girl; even after being treated this way, she could not forget her love for the man.

The next evening, Liu Maigan did not sleep. He sat in the courtyard waiting for nightfall. The stars appeared, the moon rose high into the sky, and the village fell silent as the people drifted into deep slumber.

If a husband and wife divorced, the party initiating the divorce would give the other a pair of wax candles, or both would pull at a piece of white cloth until it tore, signifying that their bond was severed and they would henceforth be as strangers.

"What kind of life forms are you? How did you come here?" It was obvious that Song Jiang and his companions were not from the planet Jupiter! "That is none of your concern. Just tell us if you have a spaceship or not."

Fury of the Wind Emperor: Detonate all nearby wind-attribute energy to unleash indiscriminate bombardment on a designated area, dealing true damage.

The crowd below grew restless; some turned away, unable to watch. Gu Linan’s hands were clenched into fists, and he was on the verge of rushing onto the scaffold to rescue the prisoner.

Gong Qianzhu, however, felt nothing strange. She hugged her teaching materials and continued toward Xiuzhu Residence, with Leng Yixiu following behind.

"Thank you, Director, for your help... I am well aware of your concerns, but my application is reasonable, and I ask that you approve it!" Alex said in a low voice.

More than a month passed in what felt like an agonizing stretch of time. I had never realized that a month could be so long. I had not imagined that the days without seeing Jin Yan would leave my heart in such torment.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a large round table in the center. Sitting in the seat facing the door was a plump, fair-skinned Chinese youth.

After returning from our trip, life returned to normal. I went to work as usual, while Jin Yan was busy from dawn till dusk. Because several of his company's projects had just launched, our time together dwindled. Often, he would return only after I had fallen asleep, and when I woke in the morning, he was already gone.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Gong Qianzhu tripped over the threshold with an "ouch," falling flat on her face.

She had imagined thousands of stories about him, but she never dreamed that his eyes had been gouged out in such a cruel manner, and by the hand of the one he loved.

"Did you hear that? Your sister-in-law will be in charge of you from now on. If anyone dares to disobey her, see how I deal with you. Alright, meeting adjourned!" Jin Yan said boisterously.

At first, I felt that a marriage between those of different social standings could never be happy, but Jiang Ciyun seemed to defy that notion to the world. Because he loved me, he could tolerate everything about me—the good and the bad—and he accepted it all. But now that he was overwhelmed with trouble and I could offer no help, my heart felt heavy with frustration.