Volume One, Chapter 58: Will Return Again

No matter the nature of the relationship, as long as one is happy, that is enough. Besides, she and Li Ye had never crossed any lines that should not be crossed, had they? Even in that moment, Li Ye’s reaction had been that of a true gentleman. What else did she have to worry about?

Just as she finished speaking, two figures descended from the sky, appearing instantly behind her.

“We’re going all out!” Senior Brother Zhang Tiancheng, seeing his junior brother and sister collapse to the ground, could no longer contain his anger and was about to act.

Wait, what was that familiar stench? And why, instead of feeling the least bit uncomfortable, did he actually feel... relieved?

Just like a fierce, intoxicating love—no matter how intense—eventually it cannot withstand the erosion of time. Once the alcohol has evaporated, what remains is nothing more than plain water.

“Use the special ammunition,” Huang Qin nodded, ready to assign the air force this dangerous task, as even a hundred miles away from the golden border had become a guerrilla zone, threatening the safety of Cambodia’s capital.

“Go, go! Go play outside on the carriage.” Turning around, Wan Ningzhu saw her two precious sons watching her so gleefully, and suddenly remembered that what she was about to do absolutely could not involve the children—or everything would be ruined.

Tao Junlan couldn’t help but notice—Li Ye, who should have been living the idle and comfortable life of a prince, was actually far from idle. In fact, he seemed even busier than most.

Despite her doubts, Ding Yezi reached out to feel Hao Ling’s forehead out of concern, only to discover, to her surprise, that Hao Ling was actually burning with fever.

To show his stance against the Chinese, Sanmu Motohiro did not stock the Qingying Group’s Strengthening Powder or Five Elements Powder here, though it would have been easy for someone of his influence to obtain both medicines.

Are red envelopes something you’re supposed to accept by law, something you’re entitled to? No, not at all. Zhang Hui, would you not survive without red envelopes? Aren’t you afraid that if you take too many, you’ll end up in jail?

Nado also wore a smile, but in his eyes, fixed on the sky outside the tower, there was still a lingering fear. He might not understand the Nine-Turn Heart Wheel as well as the golden-robed elder, but he had once entered it himself, long, long ago.

Chen Zui rubbed his face, making himself look more ferocious, and strode into the resort’s office.

I didn’t know why, at such an “urgent” moment, Xia Haoyu still had the mind to ask me to take off his clothes, but since he spoke, I didn’t think too much about it. In a few swift moves, I took off his shirt, and when my eyes landed on his wound, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

If rice on Earth yielded such a harvest, China would have no food crisis, and there’d be no need to import large quantities of grain from those impoverished countries.

Along with his miraculous fate, he too was buried deep within the endless mountain ridges.

The middle-aged man trembled under the dual forces of water and fire that Zhu Sha’s palms conjured, pain wracking his entire body, sweat beading on his forehead, yet even so, he clenched his jaw and refused to utter another word.

Dinner was eaten in the old lady’s room. Skylark was exceedingly attentive, constantly serving food to Wu Song, while the old lady remained silent.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the driver was thrown heavily against the carriage wall, smashing the thin door to pieces, while the horse, pulling the carriage forward, dug its hooves even harder into the ground.

The waiting was awkward; it wasn’t until after nine o’clock that Lin Mu finally heard sounds from downstairs.

However, Masako Fujiwara had always been rather indifferent, never one to boast. If she had enjoyed showing off, she would have accepted Yamano’s courtship without hesitation back then.

Except for Mi Yue, everyone gained something. Old Chen, outshining both the island’s native directors and the younger Guan Hu from the mainland, successfully defended his status as one of the three titans of domestic cinema.

Qin Fen had barely gotten a look at the Demon Suppression Water Prison when that ancient voice rang out once again.

She assumed it would be the usual, with Qin Huainian the subject of all gossip, but when she sat down, she was surprised to hear Gu Dongcheng’s name instead.

Xingfan was very excited. After a night’s rest, he woke up early and accompanied Lingxin into town to buy jewelry for the young lady.

Li Sandou’s gaze was heavier than ever. After his battle with the ancient demon king and awakening two more dragon totems, he realized clearly that he could never truly become the Azure Dragon. No matter how much he improved his strength, he could never fully unleash the power of the Azure Dragon’s bloodline.

So, before the coffee and desserts even arrived, he had already begun to boast.

The old man appeared around sixty, but was still full of energy. His graying hair was slicked back with pomade, impeccably tidy.

She could still vividly recall the hellish hardships she endured when she first came looking for Yang Guang. This place was no longer just a trigger for nostalgia or grief.

The Canine Rong’s vital energy watched as Yang Fei’s figure leapt nimbly, swiftly reaching the outer edge of the palace, and couldn’t help but shout out.

First, Number Four had been knocked unconscious—she was certainly no match for her, and it had happened easily. Second, judging by her relaxed tone, the boss would not blame her for it at all.

At this moment, Wang Zha decided that unless the situation became critical, he would choose to watch coldly from the sidelines and observe the situation as it unfolded. In fact, sometimes only by being a detached observer can one truly understand human nature. As the saying goes, the onlookers see more clearly than those embroiled in the affair itself.