Chapter 103: The Landlordess Goes Wild

The landlady scolded her loudly. This woman had no scheming at all, it was truly frightening.

Seeing this, my face flushed red and white.

At that moment, a faint fragrance drifted over.

When I raised my head, He Yiwen was already right beside me.

"You see what I brought for you?"

......

Watching this master pass right in front of me, escorted by those two rows of young men as she walked to the platform ahead.

He Fengmian was puzzled that Lin Wan Yin had not made a single mistake from start to finish, yet became extremely sorrowful.

Seeing Wei Yuanchao's stele approaching, some disciples spoke up to remind them. They had no idea how violently brutal and terrifying the Seven Wounds Fist intent sealed within this stele truly was.

The room next door, separated only by a wall, had its door left unlatched. Through a narrow crack, the interior was pitch black.

Although King Xuan of Zhou had ascended the throne, learned from his mistakes, altered his policies, and achieved the Middle Revival, in his later years the Zhou Dynasty showed renewed signs of decay, making the fall of the Western Zhou irreversible.

"He does not believe it makes no difference, after all the goods are already in my hands." Earlier, after he had guessed the items were at the Chang Le Princess's, he had already switched them out.

And when he shattered that corpse, when the Life and Death Profound Talismans erupted, except for the one stolen by Wang Xuanlin, the Life Talisman that fell into his hands in that instant was swallowed whole by the Creator's Spirit, as if the Creator's Spirit itself also craved this thing.

A moment ago, when Xiao Shulan borrowed money from her, she had said she would exchange it along with the previous sum. This showed that she remembered the past.

He Fengmian suddenly changed the subject. Curious, he noticed Lin Wan Yin's other hand held a yellow leather pouch, releasing a faint fragrance to the nose.

Wang Yun choked, unable to find any other pretext to demand more money, and could only silently curse that ignorant old man in his heart.

The Pei Qingzhao who had just arrived at the imperial capital heard all these rumors and could not sit still. He immediately arranged people to bring Pei Yu back.

This way, the current situation could be resolved, allowing the common people to have land to cultivate and stabilize, living in peace and contentment.

And when she saw the opening of Zhou Yang, she dropped all pretense, directly closing the office door, then generously unbuttoned her shirt, making Zhou Yang's eyes almost cross.

Although he had already arranged a personal imperial physician for Qu Bing, he was uncertain whether he could alter the outcome of Qu Bing's death.

He was no longer the solitary figure displaying that heaven-shaking, earth-shattering divine power, but instead wished to test the strength and growth of those behind him.

Could it be that because only a fragment had died, it did not count as the death of Duo Tuolei, and therefore was not tallied?

That once beautiful and captivating face now bore only the endless traces of pain and despair.

Big Brother Han nervously glanced left and right, seeing no one else, quickly removed his outer robe and rushed over to wrap the ginseng dug by his sister tightly in the fabric, letting her hold it.

Pei Xuan did not think too deeply. Pei Jin brought out the basin with towel, met his father face to face. The highly observant Pei Jin also noticed that Pei Ershu's eye rims still carried a faint redness.

Old Rice Head glanced worriedly toward the side room, where his critically ill son and the bedridden old wife slept.

Lin glanced at her phone, then sat up straight with a jolt. She had simply overthought things, so she had closed her eyes to rest for a while... it felt like only a moment, but she had not expected it to already be afternoon.

Six days, he secretly told himself, she was a person who kept clear accounts of favors and grudges. Dragon Tiger Gate had not deliberately made things difficult for her, although she had briefly considered her at the start, that was only reasonable, and later she had even been provided with many materials and resources. In the end, she owed the sect.

The qi fortune of the entire Confucian system was occupied by him alone for seven tenths, Mencius for two tenths, and the remaining great Confucian scholars divided the last layer.