Volume 1, Chapter 50: Xie Fangying Comes to Repay the Debt

I smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, please take this!" As I reached into my purse for the silver, I found it completely empty. Taken aback, I wondered where on earth the silver had gone.

Upon arriving at the palace gates, many people were already waiting. Looking out, the area outside the gates was filled with various family carriages, yet they were parked in an orderly fashion, entirely free of the chaos one might have imagined.

Lu Hanguo simply did not know what to make of this child. Where did he come up with such bizarre questions? Like uncle, like nephew indeed.

Hearing that Mr. Mo agreed to help make inquiries in the garden, I felt immensely relieved. I truly hoped Changyuan's hairpin could be found.

The surveillance footage showed that Wei Xueese's BMW X5 had indeed driven into Niu Yanhai's residence at around 9:00 PM. Afterward, the camera captured the vehicle leaving at 9:45 PM, driving out into a secluded area devoid of surveillance and streetlights, after which it completely vanished.

The two of them chatted idly inside the carriage. Despite the atrocious weather, an hour later, the carriage finally came to a halt at the entrance of Yangjia Village, which was closest to Anming County.

After much tossing and turning, Mu Fenghua finally lay down on the bed. The window remained open, allowing the moonlight to pour in like water. Frost-like silver radiance streamed through the casement, shattering the stillness of the room.

What on earth did it mean that Gu Anran had gone to such painstaking lengths, enduring and holding back time and again, just to return to her original body?

Furthermore, she swore to herself that she would never attempt to provoke him again. A capitalist driven to the edge of anger was far more terrifying than usual.

Baili Yiji and the Ghost King's fusion had departed. I no longer knew whether I should call him Baili Yiji or the Ghost King, but from my perspective, the so-called Dragon Creation Project was truly nothing more than an experiment.

Leng Moxi and Yingmei turned back once more to find a tall figure standing behind them. The newcomer was draped in a large cloak, their face completely concealed.

At that moment, Shuhan suddenly remembered that people here could overhear He Qiaoxue's words, and her face burned with a scorching heat.

Hearing this, the others agreed it made sense. If one were to purchase such an item only for their identity to be exposed and reported directly to the relevant authorities, the consequences would be catastrophic.

Though Gu Tingjue had long anticipated that Ji Tiantian would react with such an attitude, hearing those words spoken aloud by her still stung his heart.

"Yechen, what do you want?" Huorun's tone was exceedingly harsh. Such an encirclement carried clear malice, which to a trial participant was tantamount to a declaration of war. Yet, until the very last moment, Huorun wished to avoid a clash with Yechen, especially under these circumstances—as she was the one trapped in the encirclement.

Yet now, upon hearing Gu Tingjue's words, she instantly cast aside her previous thoughts.

Tang Luoyun, standing nearby, had already braced herself, but upon hearing Ji Tiantian speak thusly, she could no longer suppress the surging anger within her.

Before Fan Zimu could react, he saw Yechen stand up, pick up the cup of coffee from the table, and hurl its contents straight into his face, before turning around and storming off in rage.

However, he had all along been keenly aware of the subtle shifts in the political landscape. The immediate dilemma, nonetheless, was the current lack of a suitable candidate to counterbalance Song Jie's growing influence.

Whether due to the exhaustion of the day or having just recovered from a severe illness, she soon drifted into a deep, heavy slumber.

The simple-minded Chen Kun clutched Han Xueer tightly and ran blindly forward without ever looking back, imagining that his pursuers were still hot on his heels, causing him to sprint as if flying.

He was handsome, possessed genuine acting skills, and above all, commanded massive popularity. Who didn't know by now that wherever Zhou Yu went, traffic and attention would skyrocket? Countless shows and brand sponsors were lined up waiting to sign him.

Ke Yunyao and Ye Sibian were the first to leave the beach, having excavated three lumps of mud and successfully securing Route A.

The python twisted its body a few times. Whether Jiang Shuyu had grabbed it too forcefully or something inside had broken, its movements were noticeably less agile than before.

Meng Hong was stunned, never expecting that Chen Lan possessed such a miraculous treasure capable of aiding her cultivation.

This Xie Yu had piercingly sharp eyes; even though she had dressed herself up so impenetrably, he had still managed to recognize her.

Fatigued, she sat down to rest on a roadside bench, whereupon Xu Yang would crouch by Jiang Shuyu's feet and gently massage her legs.

Upon arrival, he had taken a work-related phone call that caused a slight delay, during which he happened to spot Jiang Shuyu.

The first wave consisted of ten evil spirits at the middle stage of the Grandmaster realm, while the second wave comprised five spirits that had just advanced to the late stage of the Grandmaster realm.

He was not wearing his usual casual attire today, but instead donned a suit of silver-white armor, standing right beneath the corner of the eastern city wall to inspect the guards and occasionally assisting the laborers and soldiers.

Staring blankly at the tightly closed door before her, Xiao Mei wore a faint, bitter smile at the corners of her lips. She then turned, walked downstairs, traversed the alley, mechanically unlocked the car door, slid into the driver's seat, gripped the steering wheel, yet failed to start the engine.

"Come out. I know you're still here." Ye Xuan's tone was exceptionally calm. There was likely nothing left in this world capable of deeply moving him—save, of course, for familial affection, friendship, and romantic love.

"Sigh, how did Li Yuebin leave without closing the door? If I weren't here, anyone could have walked in and taken everything without us ever knowing! What an absolute idiot!" muttered Li Yaojie.

When Qiyu and Xia Xue arrived, only Wuyue remained by Ye Xuan's side, while the others set about preparing food for him.

What somewhat annoyed Li Longfei was that after he inquired about the price of the Taoist robe from the barbarian proprietor, the man merely offered a disdainful smile and completely ignored him.

"It's fine. If they don't believe you, just drop my name and tell them I instructed you to pass along the message. If they still refuse to believe you, tell them to come find me directly!" Lacking any better alternative, Li Yaojie could only offer this suggestion.

"I... why on earth would I want to slander the Princess for no reason? I only named her because I couldn't endure the torture. Please do not hold a grudge against me over this; after all, we have served as mistress and servant!" Madame Min proved quite eloquent, putting on a thoroughly aggrieved and submissive act.

"Yechen, did you know? I almost wish my illness would never heal." Compared to such blissful warmth, the bitterness of the herbal concoction was long forgotten. If Ming Yechen could forever live in harmony with the children, what did it matter if she had to drink medicine for the rest of her life?

Certain military-backed terrorist organizations in the world could run rampant for decades, let alone these formidable individuals harboring supernatural abilities.

"Who gave it to him? I'm his master, of course I did!" Kang Mang'ang stepped in front of Aruba and declared with an air of supreme arrogance.

My first reaction was to check on the young mistress in the dilapidated temple. However, the scene that unfolded next left both Feiyan and me completely at a loss.