Chapter 64

This was also the reason why V12's business had been so good previously. With a large crowd, Yunxiang found it much easier to handle things. He quickly hung a red cloth banner, set up a few tables, and sent the dancing girls from the main hall out to warm up the crowd.

"Heng, you've changed. You've become someone I no longer recognize." My heart ached profoundly as I watched my good brother turn into this.

Yuhui remained as gloomy as ever. After getting into the car, she didn't say a single word, merely gazing straight ahead. Her dark eyes reflected the streetlights outside, crystalline and radiant, exuding an astonishing and regal aura.

Having listened to the Demon King's words, the Buddha remained silent for a long time. Soon after, two streams of hot tears slowly coursed down his cheeks. Seeing this, the Demon King let out a wild laugh and led his horde away.

"Very well." Ye Qingtang nodded slightly. Looking at the grand hall before her, she could not help but recall her past life, the scene of herself listening to her Master's teachings inside this very hall.

Sanpao had previously promised Black Tiger that if he lost this battle, he would walk away without even looking back. Now was the time to fulfill his promise, but his hatred was also born from this moment.

"Cough, cough, cough," when the eighth uncle mentioned foreign wine over there, my uncle suddenly burst into violent coughs. He thought to himself, *With both abalone and bird's nest like this, how could this meal cost anything less than several hundred thousand?*

Compared to Lady Wang's confinement to her quarters, Fu Yan'er's confinement was much more lenient; she was simply forbidden from leaving the estate.

Murong Jue had previously told her that for the Empress Dowager's birthday, the Miao territory had dispatched envoys to offer congratulations.

"Why would the Grand Princess want to harm my mother?" Fu Lingya could not fathom the reason for the life of her. Grand Princess Anle was the current Emperor's own younger sister and had no interactions with the General's Estate whatsoever; why would she resort to such lethal measures against her mother?

This was the very creature that had swallowed the ring Mengmeng had intended to give him. The curved, smiling eyes instantly turned cold.

Although she had been warned many times, she would always smile and brush it off, trying to gloss over it, only to continue doing the same thing the next time.

Arriving at a slightly quiet and open space, Wang Dong came to a halt and glanced around his surroundings. Sheltered by tall, towering green bamboos, it was indeed an exceptionally secluded spot.

"Cut it out, stop daydreaming." Wang Dong had heard these words no less than three times, so he bluntly cut Xiao Feihu off.

Seeing the flood of comments from students urging for new chapters every day, Saoqing genuinely feels rather apologetic. Several times, she thought about working overtime into the night to update, but she was always bogged down by one thing or another.

In truth, there was nothing she actually wanted to buy; coaxing him over was merely to prevent him from continuing to obsess over the matter from just now. How Fu Suizhi viewed her did not matter to He Yan in the least, nor did she have any inclination to meddle in their relationship. She simply wanted to find a suitable opportunity to escape and wished to waste not a single ounce of energy on irrelevant matters.

However, the agreement proposed by Wang Dong was simply too lengthy. Writing it all down made the old man dizzy and lightheaded, and coupled with the large amount of alcohol he had consumed, he finally could not help but slump over the table and fall asleep.

After enduring such a long journey over many days, Wang Dong was somewhat exhausted mentally and utterly fatigued physically. The wash of clean water made him feel instantly much lighter, and he could not help but close his eyes, lying comfortably in the water as he let his body drift along the current.

She asked him for the reason? That reason was not complicated, but he could not bring himself to utter it. Silence lingered between them. Xilan noticed that the thumb ring on his finger had changed color, and moreover, the demonic aura enveloping him had grown much denser. Could it be that his powers had returned?

While Wang Dong was lost in these thoughts, the old man had already launched an attack. Wang Dong had long since prepared himself, so he was not caught in a panic; relying on his rich combat experience, he fought the old man to a standstill.

Li Ye had no intention of settling down permanently in the Bohai State. He truly had no idea why Gao Ying had brought along all these useless things. "Give me a discount, exchange the whole lot for gold and jewelry." Li Ye was left on the verge of tears with nothing to say. *Fine, just have them all moved into the estate anyway; my residence is large enough to accommodate this clutter.*

Wenren Ya was in no rush either. Moving at the slow, deliberate pace of a cat toying with a mouse, she coldly closed in.

Since Ye Feng harbored such intentions, he was naturally more than happy to oblige. As long as Ye Feng did not go too far, given his rank as the Commander of the First Military District, wiping his ass for him was not much of a problem.

"What's wrong? Don't scare me." Zhao Mei nudged Gao Jiancheng, but Gao Jiancheng remained unresponsive, staring blankly. When Zhao Mei placed her own hand onto the child's face, she froze as well.

"Grandma, this is the traditional Chinese medicine practitioner I invited for you. He is also my traditional Chinese medicine teacher!" Fifth Qianrou introduced.

Her right index finger twitched and coiled around a lock of hair cascading down her waist—jet-black hair against jade-white fingers. Between the black and white, a unique, dim glow was formed. The figures engaged in combat shifted constantly, drawing closer and closer, until he was close enough to clearly discern the man's expression.

After struggling for a long time, she finally realized she was reliving the pain already deeply buried within her memories.

Zhongli Shuo sat in a chair sipping tea, pondering carefully over some recent events. He always felt something was amiss, though he could not quite put his finger on the problem. As for that top courtesan, she still had no trace, as if she had vanished into thin air. Perhaps once she was found, certain matters could be explained.

"A safe journey back, Your Highness the Crown Prince." The Crown Prince still chuckled, waving his hand toward Zhongli Shuo before walking out the door.

Watching Wang Ting leave, Bai Rushuang emerged from behind Wang Jie. Lowering her head slightly, she cast a glance at Wang Jie, her face blushing deeply.

Yan Jingxiu went to arrange the matter, leaving early and returning late. Unable to catch sight of him, Lingyue sought out the maidens of the Misty Rain Pavilion to relieve her boredom.

"This is a question I would like answered myself! Perhaps it is because the spot where we descended has remained untouched by human footprints for many years, which led to so many powerful malevolent spirits lingering here, and we just happened to stumble upon them!" Yue Qingying replied with a puzzled expression.

Having labored all her life and never once stepped foot outside of Tan Township, Grandma should now witness the splendor of this world, guided by her most beloved grandson.

Let it be as they wish; as long as they feel it is right, an old woman like her had nothing left to care about.

"If you don't take on any work, your screen exposure for the past few months will be practically zero. For an artist, that is a grave taboo." Su Wei could not help but remind her.

The number of onlookers among the students grew by the sly, amused glances kept drifting toward the two of us.

Flying was prohibited within the city, but thanks to the interconnected and unobstructed roads, transportation was exceptionally convenient. For urgent travel, one could board the city's unique flying boats, whose speed rivaled that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator flying at full throttle. Within the vast expanse of Danling City, this was more than adequate.

Of course, Jiang Zebin was not foolish enough to cede thirty percent of his fifty percent stake outright; instead, he intended to dilute the equity. That meant issuing new shares, extracting thirty percent from this newly issued portion to give to Fang Cheng, and purchasing the remaining part himself. By doing so, he would still retain absolute controlling power.