Volume 1, Chapter 44: Reaping What You Sow

She was greatly startled as a teasing chuckle reached her ears. In the nick of time, two fair and slender fingers caught the hidden weapon when it was less than a millimeter away from her eyes.

However, while they chose not to move, Xia Tian felt the urge to do so. These people were simply too noisy; he was merely here waiting for his wife, could they not keep it down for a moment?

Shen Muqing and Shi Jingshu leaned sideways, left and right, on the large window-side kang. The melon-shaped horn-glowing lamp on the kang table emitted a soft radiance, illuminating their faces so that they shone with the smooth, flawless luster of mutton-fat jade.

At this very moment, this little vixen was actually bold enough to curse him as a ghost—her audacity was truly boundless! The Prince glared fiercely at Shui Mei, who pretended not to see it, scratched her cheek, and looked up at the sky.

"Thump, thump, thump~" The continuous knocking sound lasted for about five minutes before finally waking Nie Dong up. Having drunk far too much alcohol yesterday, his head was still throbbing with pain even now.

"My dad asked me to tell you that you'd better not get too close to Shi Changgeng, otherwise you'll bring disaster upon yourself." Tan Wei looked at Yun Qing, his tone extremely cold.

Lady Li was quite satisfied with this. Although she was proud to have an embroideress in the house who had once served noble figures in the palace, she did not want this embroideress to order everyone around or put on a stern face as if she truly considered herself a master... Therefore, it could be considered a harmonious arrangement where both host and guest were pleased.

William sat in that high-backed chair, looking just like a disabled person who had lost all mobility. But Chu Yun knew this was merely an illusion projected by William the Fourth. In reality, the formidable swiftness of William the Fourth was a match for which no equal could be found anywhere in the world.

Qi Rong rose with a trembling body, coming before the masked person, and asked tentatively, "May I ask, is Your Excellency..." The masked person removed their veil, and as their eyes met, Qi Rong felt a chill as piercing and stern as snow and ice stab straight into his eyes.

The big tabby cat happily stood up on its hind legs, folded its front paws together, and bowed respectfully. Jiang Yun smiled, reached out, and patted the cat's head, causing the latter to lower its head immediately in flattered awe.

He had no idea that the soldiers, who seemed so serious and dull in his eyes, were just like ordinary people behind closed doors—equally capable of glibness and lighthearted banter.

Li Qingqing had completely stopped moving, and I could feel the Yin energy on her body steadily dissipating.

Hearing Xiong Ruixue's words, I felt somewhat puzzled. What did she mean by saying I had it much worse than her? Could there be other hidden details I was unaware of?

Computer expert Zhang Zhihe used quantum teleportation to send all the suicide robots back to the island.

More than a month had passed since Xiang Chaohong and the others arrived at the frontline. Over this past month, the Federation had mobilized a massive amount of manpower, financial resources, and material supplies. Finally, after a grueling battle lasting over forty days, the Federation completely repelled the fierce beasts from the desert.

Long accustomed to this, it had always been the way things were done. Neither side ever took prisoners. Even if wounded, one would save a single bullet for oneself, absolutely refusing to leave one's life to be tortured and humiliated by the enemy.

Along the entire road, black energy soared into the sky. Within the billowing black clouds of karmic calamity, foul winds were mixed, and blood-red baleful aura pierced the highest heavens, rushing straight up to the milky way.

In the clashes between the great armies, the Wu clan held the upper hand, but among the elite powerhouses, because all eleven ancestral witches bore injuries of varying severity, they were slightly at a disadvantage.

Sasha truly wanted to lure Matthew to her side immediately, but with You and Nana staring at her unblinkingly, it was indeed difficult to make a move.

The man's lingering tone carried a heavy, resonant emotional hue, leaving Shen Xingyan with a mind as chaotic as tangled hemp, her heart pounding relentlessly against her ribs.

The Federation and the Dragon-man Empire had been hostile for so many years, mutually carrying out extensive infiltration and intelligence gathering, to the point where they understood each other's technology almost completely, leaving practically no secrets between them.

This boy casually lectured everyone present while inexplicably sparing only Nana. What a truly terrible feeling this was.

Wu Sao immediately found the SIM card from the phone, grabbed a new handset from the side, and installed the card into it. Bo Siyun did not even take the phone handed to him by Wu Sao, rushing furiously up to the second floor.

"That is the wine prepared for you. Drink it, and I guarantee you will be drunk," the senior scientist said.

He seemed able to understand Lu Qinian's feelings—holding a position of high authority truly tends to inflate one's ambitions.

Susu looked with curiosity at the enclosed large room, and then she saw Matthew and Lu Ruxia submerged inside a glass tank, looking as though they were having a lot of fun.

Mo Yiyue met her gaze, and only then did she clearly see the woman's appearance, which genuinely gave her a great scare. She saw that the woman's eyes were sunken, with dried trails of blood and tears overlapping to the point where they were completely indistinguishable. Yet, this pair of tightly closed eyes made Mo Yiyue suspect in her heart: could it be that she had cried herself blind out of heart-wrenching grief? That certainly seemed possible.

Pu Liuxuan used the phrase "someone" rather than specifically naming "Jun Qianzi." Clearly, the people plotting against him were not limited to just one or two.

Two nurses gently pulled Xiao Tianyang to his feet. Like a puppet, he was led into the dispensary inside and blankly seated upon a chair.

Ye Tian truly had not expected that Old Divine Doctor Chu would propose such a condition. His gaze involuntarily drifted toward Chu Li standing off to the side. Ordinarily, Chu Li was indeed frosty and aloof, presenting an absolute image of keeping strangers at a distance, yet at this moment, a subtle anticipation flickered within her eyes.

On their very first night in the villa, this fellow had practically tried to crawl into her bed. If she hadn't threatened him with a pair of scissors to the point of risking her life back then, she might not even have stopped him. Later on, this major lecher had also attempted to peek at her while she bathed; his actions were utterly frivolous, filling her with an indescribable disgust.