Volume 1, Chapter 31: Petitioning for a Decree of Divorce

"Hahaha... Chen Jian, I told you that Brother Dao is a very easygoing person, but you wouldn't believe me. Now you see it for yourself, don't you?" Grandpa Chen said to his son with a chuckle.

"You are too kind, Matriarch. You are simply concerned about the war, so how could anyone blame you?" Xue Sha replied with a smile.

Chen Yidao was unaware of all this. If he were to find out, one wonders if he would demand that Principal Kong hang his portrait on the wall, place an incense burner before it, and worship it with incense every day.

The Nian Tian Holy Capital had been completed. This was the name given by Xue Sha and the others to the most extraordinary palace built specifically for Tian Yi. Although its exterior appeared quite menacing, the interior was undeniably luxurious.

Yajing’s neck turned a shade of pink upon hearing this. "Eat more and talk less," Chen Yidao said, casting a glance at Lei Jun. Perhaps because Yajing was present, Xiao Ao and the others were much more restrained; they didn’t hoot and holler with glowing eyes at every pretty girl they saw, as they had in the past.

Zhang Xuewu had left, so naturally, the tenth concubine was unhappy. Tang Yulin also had no opera singers to watch, which infuriated him so much that he cursed Zhang Xuewu for being as timid as a rabbit and not a real man.

A week later, a disheveled Tang Ziqiang finally arrived in Chengde with his mechanized regiment. During this time, Zhang Xuewu had organized his troops to scout the terrain around Chengde every day and conduct live-fire military exercises. For a while, the rumble of artillery fire was a frequent occurrence near the city.

In the evening, the sky darkened. The weather was truly wretched, with thick clouds blocking out the starlight. Everything within sight was pitch black; even Ye Wumei and Liu Feng were forced to extend their spiritual consciousness outside their bodies to sense the conditions around their feet.

Despite Lin Yu shaking the old Dragon King violently, the old king continued to mumble to himself, his blood-red dragon eyes filled with confusion.

If they continued to fight, they would be surrounded and wiped out. Those two divisions—over thirty thousand men—would likely never make it home. What shocked Yamashita Daichi was that the temporary forward command post, located five kilometers behind the front line, was completely deserted. The military police unit that had been accompanying Chief of Staff Tojo was also nowhere to be found.

"Clang." I don't know where I found the strength, but I leaped directly in front of Zhang Yu and the others.

Once he exited his meditative state, the vortex, deprived of Zhou Feng’s focus, could not maintain itself and dissipated back into internal energy, scattering within his dantian.

Xia Xue’s face was already flushed, and this only made her turn redder. With me leading the way, she lowered her head and walked out of the internet café.

"What did Zuhang promise him?" I asked. What I cared about wasn't the talisman, but what Zuhang had promised him. If Zuhang let him bring the talisman, it meant he knew me. He knew who I was. But why wouldn't he speak to me?

A cold gust of wind struck, and I felt a burning sensation on my back. Rock Lee struck a pose and touched his back with his hand; it was bleeding. My chest was protected by a tortoise-shell heart mirror, so I wasn't injured there.

"Sister Zheng, you’re using an iPhone, right? That phone has a global positioning system; you can use software to find out where the other party is," Yang Bin suddenly remembered and mentioned this to Zheng Ying.

There is the Dragon Claw Hand and the "Grabbing the Pearl" three-style technique: the first style, "Heavy Rain," involves striking the enemy's chest with the left elbow, slashing at the waist and ribs with the right palm, and grabbing the "Qihu" acupoint with the left hand.

"What did you say?" The reporter clearly hadn't expected me to say that and looked a bit stunned.

At 3:00 AM, Zuhang still hadn't returned. I sat on the bed, dialing his number over and over, but the only response was the echo of the "out of service area" message.

He must have been thinking that if everything stopped here, Jiang Yueqing might not know what had happened when she woke up. But if he went further, he would inevitably violate her body, which might cause her to notice, question the incident, or tell her parents.

It was as if he were deliberately proving to Nangong Ming that he, Ji Chen, loved Lu Zhe, hoping to make him give up that line of thought once and for all.

When a man cannot get what he wants and sinks into extreme regret and resentment, no one can predict what he might do.

Think back to when she was in Class 243 of the sophomore year; she was only ranked around three hundredth in the grade. With over nine hundred students, three hundredth could only be considered upper-middle.

"Not yet. The designer is re-designing it, and the renovation materials need to be air-freighted, which will take at least half a month," Mo Lin said.

She didn't dare admit that she loved Huangfu Ziyan because this man had already left this world.

Yet, under Bai Yan's urging, she gritted her teeth and drank the entire bowl of black, bitter medicine.

It felt as if I had jumped from a red-packet channel into a supernatural one. How on earth did this deranged man survive in a world where the protagonist has such overpowered cheat abilities?

However, this man had been acting a bit strange lately, and she was truly worried he might abandon his work and rush back to see her.

Wang Ding’s letter reached the Emperor of Zhao the night before their operation, and the Emperor immediately ordered the entire army to withdraw with all possible speed.

Old Madam Tao dispatched people to buy ingredients, preparing to host them with a sumptuous dinner.

Qing Long and Ling Ling stood up. They did not blame the other for their previous rude actions, as those were merely normal acts of self-defense, nothing worth squabbling over.

The old man had white hair but a ruddy complexion, with almost no wrinkles on his face, looking as youthful as a child. His eyes emitted a mesmerizing radiance; just one peaceful look from him would make you feel as though you were bathed in a spring breeze.

"Didn't we just finish eating not long ago? Why are you hungry again?" Liu Tao was already feeling sleepy and wanted to go back to get some good rest, after all, he had to play games hard tomorrow.

Ke Zhi tried to help my father up, but my father shook him off. The sunlight from outside the door illuminated him completely, and his body seemed to shimmer.

After moving forward for about thirty steps, four beams of red light suddenly appeared in front, roughly fifty or sixty paces away from Yi Yongheng.

The whistling wind seemed to whisper beside your ear, telling ancient stories. Golden sunlight spilled down gently, warming everything on the earth. Birds and beasts leaped through the jungle, disappearing after a few flashes. The chirping of crickets and the songs of birds could be heard from near and far.