22 Chapter Twenty-Two

Lin Yi managed to break free from his opponent's attack, his limp and powerless body caught by an old man who had suddenly appeared, preventing him from collapsing to the ground.

Zhu Fucai had asked Zhu Peng what the reason was, but the latter refused to speak a word. However, Zhu Fucai could see the gravity of the situation from his father’s solemn expression, which was why he had probed the City Lord earlier, though the other party did not seem inclined to grant him any favors.

One could not tell the truth about such matters; one could only claim that the aunt had been reincarnated. Since her soul still lingered, the funeral naturally had to be treated as a joyous occasion.

This is how one should treat subordinates. If someone offers a good idea and you fail to encourage them, who would be willing to work for you with sincerity in the future?

Within moments, Lin Yi was encased in ice by this chilling energy, but before he was frozen, his hands had already completed everything he needed to do.

Suddenly, a sound that shattered the heavens erupted across the hundred-mile-wide Buzhou Plain. It was like a thunderclap or the tolling of a dragon bell, causing everyone's spirit to tremble.

"I thought of my mother. I used to think my life’s greatest goal was to kill Li Si and wash away the humiliation brought upon her. Later, when the Young Master killed Zhang Wei as well, I felt I had no regrets left in this life. But..." Li San reminisced about the past, his eyes moist with tears.

The Heavenly River is formed by the convergence of countless stars. Its brilliant starlight stirs the formless atmosphere, connecting into a single expanse that stretches for millions of miles. Whether looking down from above the Thirty-Three Heavens or gazing up from the Divine Land, it appears like a river, hence its name.

Xizi heard that it was a grave matter, and since she had no advice to offer regarding childbirth, she simply urged Xiaoxiao not to worry, then watched as her carriage departed.

Chen Fusheng could see that although the ten rain-workers were of decent quality, they were all young with weak auras, barely at the stage of fetal movement in their vital energy. They could only be used to refine magic weapons with great difficulty and could hardly be considered powerful.

Even though he knew she wouldn't wake up immediately even if the sky were to fall, he still moved as quietly as possible, avoiding any noise, before sitting down by the bedside in silence.

This... wasn't it just a lost jade pendant? He had sent her an entire box. It all felt like a hillbilly unable to appreciate fine silk, or a nouveau riche throwing money at someone.

Sometimes, he would even stop at nothing to make money, and the "old man scooters" produced without quality assurance posed significant safety hazards. Yet, he knew that while Chen Jianjun might not care about anyone or anything else, he would never be indifferent toward his family.

Inside the enclosed space of the carriage, Xu Anrong’s tone was measured and unhurried. Though his voice was not loud, every word was resonant and struck with force, landing heavily in Gu Yingqing’s heart.

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Moreover, many disciples came to the trading market, though most who frequented it were outer-sect disciples.

Weapons and armor were everywhere. To strengthen the soldiers' physiques, the King of Xishan had even specifically refined thirty thousand Qi-Sea Pills and stored them here.

Back then, the Lin family had personally abandoned her to fend for herself, ignoring her for all these years. What was the point of pretending now?

He was like an ant on a hot pan, his voice sounding even more frantic than it had during their last phone call.

Gu Yingqing glanced at the two pieces; they weren't even sponge, barely even fabric—at most a mesh decorated with a few leaf-like lace embroideries.

Zheng Xia directly cut off the person before him, appearing determined to risk everything to save him from the hands of Feixian Peak.

He merely offered a word of comfort to Mother Ye, feeling that the marriage contract could not be dissolved.

It was originally said only that Sheng Xia and He Jianjun were very close, but eventually, it evolved into rumors that they had been betrothed since they were in their mothers' wombs.

The Ghost Mother rolled her eyes at him, then resumed her original playful smile. "If you truly want to know, I will take you back to the Fragrant Food Realm to tell you. Although your current physical body might struggle to bear it, after we unite and you receive my nectar, you might barely be able to handle it. How about it?" As she spoke, she tugged at the young man's arm and unleashed her previous charms once more.

Yinggu had only been momentarily distracted. Upon realizing the situation, she felt deeply ashamed, her ears turning bright red. In her panic, it was naturally difficult for her to concentrate her internal energy.

By tomorrow, the coroner at the yamen would discover the suspicious points about the corpse, and the subsequent leads would inevitably point toward the Qi family.

Knowing that Mu Yue would soon finish her postpartum confinement, everyone conducted a full-body examination on Christopher before she left her confinement.

After the incident occurred, the citizens of the Empire were filled with inexplicable grief and indignation. The entire interstellar community was denouncing the person who caused the explosion, yet some questioned the military academy’s defenses—how could they be so incompetent as to let someone break through to the core and trigger such an explosion?

Jian Guyun stared intently at the Ancient Sword God-Wood. His original intention to stay far away from the Sword Academy ceased, as his attention was now completely captured by the changes in the Ancient Sword God-Wood.

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It was nothing, without the slightest change. It was merely a memory of the Feng Mansion, as if it were a matter of course.

At this moment, the operating room was in disarray. Xiao Junyan dealt with the doctors and nurses inside, while Chu Muyue cleaned her hands, preparing to treat Old Master Ning.

The Marquis of Yunyang was a major figure in the inner city, a title personally bestowed by His Majesty. As for Coroner Wei, judging by the context of Xu Zhou’s words, he was just an ordinary, aging coroner from the Ping'an County Yamen. Two people of such vastly different status and standing, with no connection whatsoever—why would the Marquis of Yunyang agree to let Xu Zhou into his residence just because of a single jade token?

After that person left, Xu Zhou looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he stealthily opened a few sheets of paper.

The other party invited him to sit, while he himself sat on a long bench, looking down at him from a high position.

She was just about to shove the pill into Lang Bai's mouth when her wrist was suddenly gripped by him. Then, with a roll, he pinned Tu Lingling beneath him.

The only suspense, perhaps, was whether, with the three armies giving their all, RNG could steal one or two games from Top Esports so as not to lose too ugly a match.

Upon entering the door, a wave of heat rushed toward them. The temperature here was significantly higher than that of the dilapidated blacksmith shop at Tang San's house.

She lifted her head, looking at the circle of blood-stained teeth marks on Hu Qi's shoulder, feeling quite satisfied with her masterpiece.

When Parker of the NB team tried to interfere, the Legion Commander found him directly and issued a duel.