Chapter 37: The Landlord
Wan Shun’s eyes were somewhat gloomy; he truly hadn’t expected Luo Cheng to possess such ability.
But to go to the Couple’s Restaurant to learn by stealth—he couldn’t tell if Cao Long was simply foolish or born lacking in wit.
The Liu family had neither imperial chefs in their ancestry nor renowned cooks, let alone any ancient recipe books or secret formulas. Liu Shu had chosen to open a restaurant purely out of passion, coupled with her own talent for cooking.
Over the years, many new dishes she introduced had won widespread praise, and the acclaim depended entirely on her skill.
At that moment, they saw the Golden Devourer retreating, trying to escape to the side. Immediately, each of them exerted their utmost strength, activating their inherited treasures. The terrifying power they unleashed formed a crystalline prison.
The young man’s expression was fearful, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but he dared not wipe it away. He crawled and stumbled out of the barrier.
However, Luo Jun felt embarrassed to hand over Elivie right after receiving the lunar essence from Ruth.
Though she had earnestly advised Jiang Muting just now, Jiang Muting still insisted on leaving the prescription behind. Song Yixiao, helpless, could only reluctantly act as the intermediary.
The soldier had only run a dozen steps when, from nowhere, a dagger appeared and stabbed him in the back. He fell to the ground, and Linglong’s delicate face turned pale with fright.
Earlier, he seemed unable to accept the news of the director’s death. Only just now did he finally accept it completely.
Luo Xue wept with joy, and her feelings toward Luo Jun and Lan Tingyu grew even deeper. Especially Lan Tingyu—it seemed that no matter how great the danger, he would always silently stay by her side, guarding her, and doing everything he could to rescue her.
Fat Wang and the others trusted Xu Hong. They immediately dispersed the spiritual energy from their bodies, allowing Xu Hong to collect it into his storage pouch. Soon after, Ji Miexing, Wang Chong, and Zhao Jiuchong also entered.
Because she suspected that this was a plot from Consort Shentu’s side, deliberately employing the handsome man strategy to win her over.
“He’s my fiancé, is that enough?” Lu Yuxi didn’t change her identity, she simply spoke as usual.
Since her rebirth, this was the first time she had witnessed a parting of life and death—seeing the two lonely children, helplessly watching their mother, not knowing what to do but calling out. How could this not pierce her heart?
Meng Chen bit his finger directly, then took out a dagger and cut mine as well. Blood flowed instantly.
“Haha, that’s the funniest thing I’ve heard in my entire life. You shouldn’t be asking if you can beat me—you should ask if we can flatten you,” Red Hair boasted.
Xia Aorui immediately turned her head, glanced at Feng Hongge, then at Zhi Hua Jin trimming plum blossoms in the distance, and smiled.
“If you don’t manage to find me in time, my dear, don’t grieve—remember me as I am today, then strive to forget, and live your life well.”
At times like this, it wasn’t worth quibbling over details; surviving was already a blessing. If the Celestial Canon truly abandoned him, he would have no tears left to cry—not only would he be doomed, but countless beings within the world’s space would suffer calamity, a fate unavoidable.
Before I could react, the bees had already stung many people. All those present were well-known in the martial world, yet once stung, every one of them cried out for their parents.
Undeniably, the Demon Pit truly harbored many terrifying fiends, some incredibly powerful. The deeper one delved, the more dreadful the fiends became, their abilities ever stranger and harder to contend with.
“When you see a yellow light, you should slow down. That’s common sense. In such heavy rain, safety comes first—don’t you know? When you see the yellow light, you ought to stop and wait for the red light to pass before moving on. Can’t you do that?”
Lu Jinnian had written many, many words to his assistant. Qiao Anhao flipped through page after page before finally reaching the end.