133. The Monster Fish Attacks

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However, despite her small mouth, Liu Yi possessed an incredibly efficient eating capacity. In the blink of an eye, she had already polished off more than half the bowl! The speed was simply astonishing. Nevertheless, Liang Zuan kept a firm grip on the edge of the bowl, forcibly snatching the remaining portion away from her. Knowing she couldn't win, Liu Yi stopped fighting and quit while she was ahead. She even smugly praised, "Xiao Feng, your culinary skills are truly top-notch!" Liang Zuan was so infuriated that he... "There’s no need to come over tomorrow. I’m heading back now; we are going our separate ways." I said this while turning left, yet he continued to follow right behind me. Unsure of his motives, I glanced back at him once more. His expression remained composed, though his voice carried a note of melancholy. "If nothing goes wrong, he should be at this securities branch!" Ye Zifeng mused. The reason was simple: the martial aura radiating from the old man far exceeded that of Ye Nanfeng, a first-rank warrior. Upon hearing his words, Leng Yue felt speechless; it turned out that after all this time, she was nothing more than a collection of delicious food in his eyes.

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Kai Yang, who would usually be prone to shyness, did not let go of Jia Yu because of Luo Ye’s words, but instead walked over to Luo Ye and patted him on the shoulder. Because the Baixiang Pavilion only accepted twenty guests per night, dignitaries and officials took great pride in spending a night of passion there. Whenever Ye Zifeng and Robert bid on an item, they would inevitably end up clashing, driving the price up so high that it scared off all other bidders. "It's just a thing that knows everything and understands everything," Nan Kongqian said, unsure how to explain it. He desperately wanted to clarify things for Lin Shuihan, but felt they shouldn't waste time; they needed to hurry to Yishuang City. If the Emperor intended to hide his emotions, he could certainly ensure that Yingchun noticed nothing. However, the eyes—the easiest place to reveal one's feelings—were turned away. Yingchun could not see his eyes and thus had no way of judging whether she had angered him. The Emperor silently felt for his loyal pillar of state; to be so dedicated to one's duty was truly exhausting for a minister. When bowing, he lowered his head slightly, concealing his otherwise cunning eyes, which actually lent him a touch of sincerity. "Look at me, who would dare urge this general to marry?" Jian Ruonan squeezed Madam Wu's hand tightly. "Pole-debating"—in the Outer Provinces, it was called "bully-baiting." The term didn't seem related to debating at all, but after reviewing the materials provided by Liao Zihui, Li Banfeng realized the term was a much more precise summary of that particular school of thought in the Outer Provinces. "Speak," Li Shimin said with surprise. This was one of the few people he had encountered since his recent transmigration who dared to openly oppose him. The Princess of the Southwest looked at the white-haired young man at the front, her expression calm, revealing no ripples of emotion.

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Since the Emperor had sent Lin Piao over, Master Zhang naturally dared not refuse him face. Besides, agreeing in words cost nothing, so he readily gave his full consent. What surprised Li Banfeng was not just the news itself, but the fact that newspapers—a medium considered obsolete for over a decade—could still contain such a vast amount of information. "That’s not true! Everything went through proper channels! And the transaction prices were very close to the projected figures! There was absolutely no back-door dealing!" Jiang Tianxiang immediately argued. With his tiger-like eyes wide open, he let out a loud shout, shielding his front with his arms as he retreated rapidly. In an instant, muscles began to bulge across his entire body, quickly shredding the clothes he wore. Yun Mo watched him pick up his coffee cup, assuming he intended to pull another all-nighter. The light hit his face, and she remembered how this man had once been a reckless youth, now ground down by the weight of his responsibilities into a steady, composed man. Jiang Ran nodded. The Emperor was deeply suspicious, and being in the prime of his life, he had long delayed naming an heir, likely because he had other plans. Suddenly, Protector Duan slowly extended both hands forward, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy pulsed toward the sky ahead.