Chapter 48: Careful Consideration for the Long Term

"We need to go back and study this; it seems today is not the right time to make a move."
I casually made up a reason, and Mr. Li believed it without question.
"In that case, you can keep the deposit for now. Once the master has calculated an auspicious date, we’ll proceed."
Mr. Li smiled faintly, but under the chilly moonlight...
"Qingshui, you’d best not interfere in the affairs of the young," Wantai, a formidable spirit realm expert, merely needed to release his own energy to easily suppress Mo Qingshui.
The longsword pierced through Gu Nan’s throat in an instant, while the whisk struck heavily against his forehead, the tremendous force seeming to fracture the very space... Yet Gu Nan remained utterly unmoved.
A circle of strong martial arts coaches surged forward to surround Gu Nan, each taking turns to shake his hand, their faces full of gratitude and emotion.
After all, though he was acting as the leader for this expedition to the Floating Sacred Mountain, the venture was perilous, so he sought the opinions of Yi Tianlong, Ji Honglian, and the others, intending to reach a unified decision.
Hearing Ye Mo’s words, Chen Jing calmed her emotions, for Ye Mo’s sudden attack had indeed startled her.
For this reason, when Su Xin placed the pill inside the pendant and handed it to Ye Mo, she warned him repeatedly: do not take it unless absolutely necessary.
Lin Yun gazed indifferently at Senior Brother Zhang, said nothing, and turned to enter his own courtyard.
Lost in thought, Lin Yun finally came to himself after a while and looked at Xi Zijin, who had been silently accompanying him. A trace of tenderness flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes.
Gu Nan suspected the other’s motives, while Wu Gui merely shook his head gently, clearly unwilling to discuss the topic further.
This sense of pride gave them a sense of ownership, and Lelouch sought precisely this spirit from them.
"Goodbye." Dou waved, watching him board the suddenly swaying carriage, secretly hoping it would sway once more.
Yi Jiazheng stood firm and composed, carrying Tong Ran back to the office under everyone’s gaze. At the doorway, he ran into Wei Meng.
At last, his gaze fell upon a crystal wine bottle, engraved with Baroque-style lilies, its stopper and shoulder adorned with 24K gold carvings. Yes, this was the supreme Louis XIII.
Thunder rolled across the sky, roaring down to the earth, and rain began to pour, finally soaking into the ground.
Gu Ting logged off, gazing at the rising sun in the east. A sudden sense of displacement overwhelmed him, as if he had crossed into another world. Had he not mastered a new skill in the game earlier, he would have perished at the hands of that Japanese ninja.
This was not an injury, but rather the result of Letian’s superb state of mind—his mood had never fluctuated greatly. Yet this time, he lost his composure.
"Um, is Sister Li awake?" A voice full of expectation rang out. Leng Zibing turned to see Chu Lan standing at the door, eyes peering into the hospital room.
"The mayor certainly lives up to his reputation, analyzing things thoroughly. Yet what we want to know still eludes us. We seek the full story," Yuan Shengque said calmly.
"Did you find anything?" Furen sat down again, fingers tapping on the table, his expression returning to its usual inscrutable state, his voice calm and deep, as if the earlier fury had never happened.
Murong Zhaoyun listened and looked up at him, while Murong Zhaoran simply smiled calmly. Yet that bloodless face seemed to confirm her suspicions.
Thus, in the ensuing discussion, Lin Nan did not declare his position. Instead, as planned, he divided the various demon kings among different territories, assigning each to guard the strategic passes of the Great Green Mountain Range.
Although AC Milan failed to win, Zhang Shujie’s streak of fourteen consecutive goals was featured in the headlines, setting a new Serie A record. Previously, he had scored in thirteen consecutive matches last season; this year, he broke his own record.