Volume 1, Chapter 30: The First Bamboo Mat

Underneath the T-shirt was a compression vest; it was highly elastic, skin-friendly, and extremely comfortable to wear, providing an excellent flattening effect for the chest.

Mu Anran frowned with a sense of disgust at the decadent atmosphere in the room, her gaze toward Mu Anfu cold and indifferent. She knew that Qin Yao had always been fond of the third son of the Li family, and this time, Qin Yao had suddenly come to beg her to be her bridesmaid.

"Lazybones" Er was a notorious loafer and scoundrel in Pear Blossom Village who spent his days stealing chickens and chasing dogs rather than doing honest work. If one were to marry him, one’s entire life would be ruined.

The commoners were also full of praise. They found that pigs castrated and then raised according to the methods posted in the imperial decree did indeed grow dozens of pounds heavier, and the pork tasted far more delicious.

Pei Zhiyan looked at her with disdain; just a moment ago, she was making a scene as if she were dying over a single bite, and now she was suddenly willing to share her food with him.

Lin Feng had originally wanted to say something, but upon looking up and seeing the gloomy expression on Xuanyuan Haoyu's face, he had no choice but to bow silently and withdraw.

Could it be that their family was destined to be mere stepping stones in other people's romances, existing only to highlight the depth of their love?

Ji Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and looked toward Cao Cao on the command platform of the Cao army. The distance was a bit far, and the view was not entirely clear, but he dared to bet that Cao Cao's face must be ashen at this moment.

In the center, an old man holding a dragon-headed cane sat on a brown wooden armchair. Although his beard was white, his eyes carried an imposing authority that required no anger to be felt. Paired with his impeccable black-and-gold robe, he possessed the distinct dignity of a gang leader.

"And what’s in it for me? Do I have a grudge against your Tao family in this life, or perhaps a debt from a past one?" Yang Tianwen retorted with a roll of his eyes.

Li Quan was dumbfounded. It wasn't that the price was too high—it was far too cheap. In Lingzhou, even low-grade fields cost three strings of cash per mu, yet this land, which was even more fertile than top-grade fields, was being offered at one string and five hundred cash per mu. That was less than half the market price; how could such a bargain exist in this world?

The Peak Heavenly Gods were indeed formidable, managing to survive a cycle of the Ten Absolute Arrays, but it was clear that they were only capable of parrying, with no strength left to counterattack.

Both sides reached an agreement quickly. After Zhao Wuxin gave his instructions, someone would naturally come to discuss the specific details of the partnership with Shi Lei, leaving Shi Lei with no choice but to stay in Magic City for another day.

Otherwise, if you insisted on having the final say in everything, even as an investor, why would renowned producers and directors risk their reputations to work with you on a potentially disastrous project? And why would television stations bother to buy it?

Young Master Fang was rendered speechless by Fan Anyue’s biting remarks. Could he admit that they had intentionally sent someone to lead him in circles, hoping to disorient him in an attempt to scheme against him? Fan Anyue, however, had no intention of letting him off, exhausting every ounce of his sarcasm to criticize the Fang family matriarch for her poor management and the incompetence of the servants sent to host guests.

Everywhere were accents from all corners of the land, loud and clamorous, with constant verbal battles breaking out between shops vying for customers.

"Four fellow Daoists, how may I be of service to you?" The girl’s voice remained as sweet as ever, yet her gaze lingered on Chen Yun.

The Prince of Xiang’s mansion was also located in Mingyi Ward, not far from the former residence of Wei Tuan'er. Covering over two hundred mu, it was one of the largest luxury estates in the city of Luoyang.

Hanyi had once told Han Xuefei that he felt terrible the first time he slaughtered an animal, but if one wanted to eat meat, it was a necessity. When one picks up a kitchen knife to slaughter an animal on a cutting board, one should strive to minimize its suffering; that is the greatest mercy one can show it.

Now, Xun Qing could fully understand why the ship was named *Dream*. On board the *Dream*, whatever you desired would be there; everything was possible.

"Wan Ning, it seems the Prime Minister is truly a man of deep foresight. I, too, must learn from my father-in-law," Bai Mingyuan said suddenly.

Aierfu let out a happy laugh, a sound as melodious as an elf’s, her yellow-green hair dancing in the air behind her, faintly shimmering under the sunlight.

In the Li Kingdom and throughout the Imperial Capital, Elder Chu Ye was spoken of as a legendary figure—an absolute peak powerhouse whose true strength reached the Ninth Stage, a presence no one dared to challenge.

Xia Wanning was filled with immense excitement; she hurried to pack her luggage, planning to move into the Prime Minister's residence.

It could be said that neither the crisis Xu Feng faced when defeating Wang Shichong nor when he quelled Dou Jiande was as severe as this one.

Yun Ao bought two pounds of pork belly, two pounds of ribs, one pound of shredded meat, a pound of vegetables, and two tomatoes.

Because there were so many people and the portions would be uneven, the director waved his hand, had plenty of tableware prepared, and turned the meal directly into a buffet.

The Sun-Moon Divine Sword pressed the advantage, striking down a missile before continuing its descent toward the launch vehicle below.

Yue Fei was filled with grief and indignation, shaking his head and sighing: "The Emperor’s actions have lost the hearts of the people; this is not what we hoped for." No longer a military commander, he found it inconvenient to lead an army north to resist the Jin. Yue Fei issued an order for the Song troops to return to Bianliang and await further instructions, while he himself, along with several thousand martial arts heroes like Shangguan Yun, headed north, intending to serve in the resistance against the Jin in the Daming Prefecture area.

"All of you, hide in the trees!" Driven by necessity, Feng Luoyu shouted the words he least wanted to say.

The "Master of the Heavenly Dragon Temple" spoke again: "The sea of bitterness is boundless, but a turn of the head is the shore! I hope Benefactor Li will let go of his obsessions." Li Zhichen felt a surge of anxiety, and the wound on his chest burst open, fresh blood gushing out. As he recalled certain things, his alarm grew, fearing that the event would come to pass.

However, over the past many days, he had seen many young people who had feigned enlistment out of curiosity, hoping to investigate the existence of the Sixth Legion. Thinking of this, the old man did not fully believe Feng Luoyu's words.

He Qingfan frowned, casting a subtle glance at Gu Qingyue, wondering how she could possibly know about the affair between him and Gu Xunyi.

Although Nangong Han’s anger remained unquenched, he was forced to hold his tongue, constrained by the authority of his father, Nangong Jue.

The people in the room glared at him with fury. One said, "You think you can just leave? It’s not that easy!" Another chimed in, "What do you think the Hundred Flower Valley is? A place you can come and go as you please?" Others simply drew their swords, on the verge of attacking.

When the last wild wolf fled in defeat, the ground around Feng Luoyu was already densely packed with thousands of wolf carcasses.

When love reaches its depths, his pain becomes your pain, his heartbeat becomes your heartbeat, and his breath becomes your breath. Without him, your own breath and life lose all meaning.

"Lin Yan, this time, not only does the Reincarnation Halo belong to me, but my Ancient Demon Race shall demonize the world. The long-cherished wish of countless millennia shall finally be realized by my hand," Mo Shi sneered.