Chapter 41: Attending the Victory Celebration

Jiang Bo walked up to Jiang Jinzhong and Li Fangfang once more. The couple, terrified, dared not even breathe, their heads bowed as they trembled. Jiang Ruoxi’s shameless behavior had truly brought disaster upon them.

"Listen well, both of you. If it weren't for Ruoyuan's sake, I would have expelled you from the Jiang family long ago. To have raised such a useless daughter—what face do you have left to remain in this house?"

...

She had intended to take advantage of the group hunting trip to grow closer to Murong Ke, but things had gone so poorly from the very beginning that her frustration had curdled into anger.

"Yin Sha, when do you intend to set off?" Zhou Shuo did not comment on her guarantee, asking instead.

"Hello, comrade. I am looking for Aunt Zhao and Tianqi." Feng Qingxue guessed that she was Zhao Tianqi's mother.

"My father forced me to marry another man years ago. I ran away in secret and have long since severed all ties with that family."

"For now, pay no mind to anything. Once Uncle and Aunt are married, we will simply address her as Auntie out of politeness. Beyond that, ignore everything else," Lu Tianjun said. After a moment of thought, he decided not to tell his younger brother about Wang Jiao's true intentions.

And what of Tie Weiwei? Indeed, coerced by the pressure, she halted, forced to turn her back and settle for a desperate jump shot.

Jiang Fan looked up, his face fixed in a rigid smile. The electric sparks flickering in his eyes made Taiyi feel a wave of panic.

"It must be that you had already done this; do not try to quibble!" This time it was Helan Hong’s turn to press the attack, and he was determined not to stop until Lin Yan was ruined.

"Get back on defense! Get back!" Lu Wei’s voice echoed effortlessly across the entire court.

Qin Chuan watched her leave, yet... he thought to himself that he would help her just this once. Perhaps it would yield a different outcome in the future.

When Gong Yu stepped into the dressing room, the first thing that met his eyes was the sight of Su Su locked in a close embrace with another man. His expression darkened instantly, his gloomy gaze fixed on the man before him, whom he wished he could tear to pieces.

It was not that they lacked drones, but the signal was too unstable, making them prone to disconnection and damage. In terms of practicality, they were inferior to these wheeled robots tethered by cables.

As she left, she cast a casual glance around, and not seeing Lu Jingshan or Liao Ran, her desire to mock Li Jinchen instantly faded.

Thinking of this, Ye Yuan hurried to take out the status distribution map, carefully comparing the positions on the chart.

Moreover, this happened to be a painting depicting spring. Four seasons, four seasons—was that not spring, summer, autumn, and winter? If there were paintings for the other three seasons to follow, then this set would be complete.

After being blasted into the sky by a Tailed Beast Bomb, the Third Hokage—restored to wholeness by the nature of his Reanimation Jutsu—had just been brought out of the Kamui dimension by Sakura Haruno when he heard a sigh of disappointment from Senju Tobirama beside him.

Sasuke instinctively pulled his clothes tighter, feeling as if his entire being were exposed to Sakura’s gaze.

Ryosuke smiled in a strange, twisted way, his eyes fixed on the unconscious Uchiha Itachi.

He might have tolerated it from others, but for Sima Tu to speak of his work in such a way in public—and after it had been rejected—made him feel deeply wounded.

Sun Jiaojiao emerged from the balcony at that moment, clutching a few chips, and joined the stud poker table. Her expression was troubled; it seemed Sun Dafa’s scolding had left her in a foul mood.

Wang Zhen felt no surprise at the physical changes in the half-zombie; after all, he was such a peculiar existence himself and had experienced it firsthand.

With Ashe protecting Lin Jiali, Wang Zhen felt a surge of confidence. He gripped his Stinger sword tightly, his eyes locked on the zombie slowly descending the stairs.