Volume One, Chapter 57: You Did Very, Very Well

Zhou Yuan’an wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, walking step by step toward the floor-to-ceiling window. He whispered softly in her ear, “Just the two of us here—do whatever we want, no one will come to disturb us.”

The jade piece she wore was intricately carved with blooming lotuses and a fish basket, while Mu Fan’s jade bore only two carp.

Ye Zhiling was about to speak when she caught sight of Mu Yuchen beside her; a flicker of obsession and jealousy crossed her eyes.

Though he adored her deeply in his heart, the expression on his face was the complete opposite—an unmistakable look of grievance and sorrow.

He crouched down, peering inside, discovering a hidden realm—a vast space with an underground river flowing through it.

Everything seemed calm on the surface, yet rumors spread that Meng Xue was pregnant before marriage, with the child's father unknown, and even crueler whispers circulated.

“Understood!” The guards on either side seized the mute man and escorted him away. The mute kept pleading, “Mu Wu, save me!” Upon hearing His Highness Fa’er’s call, the eunuch glanced at Mu Wu, who stared straight back, prompting the eunuch to quickly divert his gaze.

Protecting Chuan Chuan was his responsibility, and this shameless man, brazenly coveting another’s wife, spoke with such arrogance—he would see to it that he was utterly convinced otherwise.

After seven o’clock, darkness gradually fell. The train passed through mountainous regions without streetlights, obscuring the outside view. Tang Huan retracted her gaze.

Although Li Haochen’s words were half-truths, to Chang He’s ears they sounded like a clear slight, mocking the lowly level he held.

Gu Xiaoyue’s face flushed crimson, her body trembling slightly as she gazed in astonishment at the changed man before her. Her heart pounded wildly, an indescribable feeling stirring within.

“Rumble!” In a mere instant’s hesitation, Shen Bi and the others’ attacks slammed directly onto the Crusaders’ bodies, creating a startling explosion. These attacks were unleashed with full force; no one held back. Facing B-level warriors, who would dare conserve strength?

Yet the size of the explosion was immense, leaving everyone to speculate: could it be that the vanguard’s main force had arrived here?

“Whose brew is this?” Despite fighting the nausea, after finishing the cup, he still asked.

The other two were of even higher status than those four. As of now, they had no renown in the underworld.

The master of the Four Great Swords, Yun Shu, once mentioned that his swordsmanship and internal energy might not be inferior to Yun Shu’s.

I pulled out two bags of five-spice beef jerky, handing one to San Pangzi. Without hesitation, he snatched the jerky, tore it open with a “crack,” grabbed two pieces, and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing heartily.

“Was she just as adorable when she was in the Netherworld Palace?” Mu Hanshuang’s sudden remark shattered all of Cheng Yinie’s joy in an instant.

Guo Yao was first struck in the abdomen by a broken wooden hammer, then viciously slashed twice on the back, bleeding profusely. Finally, Qiu’er had a clever idea—rubbing roasted sweet potato on the wounds before bandaging them, barely stemming the flow of blood.

Xiao Lin said: “Wholeheartedly devoted to Buddha, abiding by strict precepts, practicing the eight worldly dharmas, accumulating blessings and virtues, harboring compassion, giving generously, cultivating a perfect body of merit and virtue. Even if one cannot live forever, one will have longevity, good looks, a peaceful heart, and harmonious relationships.”

“You mean you found Lady Li Luo? She… can cure your cold illness? What kind of opportunity led to this?” Upon hearing this, Madam Zhang widened her tear-filled eyes in disbelief, staring intently at him.