Chapter 60 Birthday Banquet

"It doesn't matter anyway. The Chen family is nothing; our Wen family doesn't need to show them any respect. Even if it is the maternal family of the Chen family's daughter-in-law, we don't need to hold them in awe," Madam Wen said indifferently. "I'll leave the subsequent negotiations to your father and me. We can overlook petty friction among your generation, but once the older generation gets involved and acts foolishly, I will personally go to the Chen family and demand to know if they hold any grievances against our Wen family!"

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However, after returning, the family still brought back the two hundred thousand coins, leaving Kang Xun amused. He silently thought to himself that this old Hu truly was a man of character with his own set of principles.

Watching the grand army depart, the soldiers and cultivators of Yuguan City looked on in silence. Because Lord Qin had ordered the news to be suppressed, word of his journey to the royal capital had not been leaked.

Pei Ruifeng appeared rather irritable, his face full of displeasure and his heart burning with suppressed anger. Zhang Wei, on the other hand, maintained his composure, keeping a gentle smile as he shielded Pei Ruifeng and motioned for the crowd to clear a path.

At that moment, the light and shadow vanished, and the surrounding spacetime imagery began to rewind. Lord Qin was also pulled back by a blinding flash of light.

It was not just the Golden-Sand Armor that cried out in shock upon hearing this; the Crystal Ice-Jade Serpent and the Flaming Lion roared in astonishment as well, because Xiao Kuang had broken his original promise.

Especially that plump middle-aged man, whose strength was already at the half-step Deity Transformation stage. If he were to use the blue liquid, his power would undoubtedly become even more terrifying.

Hearing this, the guests at the banquet ceased their earnest persuasion. One by one, they rose from their seats, stepped forward to offer a few words of praise to Wang Bin, and then boarded their carriages to return to the capital.

Hearing these words, Lu Yong's eyes bulged. He suddenly drew his saber and fiercely slashed it against the city wall, his heart filled with the utmost grief and indignation. In defecting to Wang Dao, he had indeed counted on the enduring prestige of the Langya Wang clan, hoping to find temporary shelter under their influence. Yet, Wang Bin's irresponsible and evasive reply left him feeling utterly chilled.

No one spoke at the scene, each harboring different thoughts. Some felt that Tian Ermiao should not have taken a life, while others found the killing thrilling. Yet none of them voiced their opinions, and all eyes remained fixed on the figure upon the stage.

"Damn it all to hell," Tao Yiming roared in fury, raising his hand and delivering a resounding slap straight across Zhang Qian's face.

Erina Nakiri spread her hands; even she held a considerable amount of respect for Soma Yukihira's culinary skills.

In the original story, the reason they felt at ease letting Jiraiya go to Amegakure was indeed due to absolute trust in his strength. But now, it was better not to take any risks; it was safer for Jiraiya to remain quietly in Konoha.

However, he no longer had the luxury to converse with Si She. A fierce wave of exhaustion washed over him in succession, and he hurriedly retrieved two spirit stones, gripping them tightly in his palms as he crossed his legs in meditation to restore his cultivation.

As for Sanhu, he seemed to have established an organization called the Gourmet Network. It could hardly be called evil, yet it operated without any bottom line. Accepting practically anyone, the organization was filled with a mixed bag of people, and its reputation could only be described as rather poor.

The princess celebrated her fifteenth birthday and invited Yuru to the banquet. Yuru prepared generous gifts and entered the palace, where she encountered the third prince once again. After the banquet concluded, the third prince had matters to attend to outside the palace, so he walked out alongside Yuru. Once he ascertained where Yuru lived, he departed.

Snow was falling on the streets of Jiangbei. A carriage with grey-green curtains drove straight into Qingshui Lane. A figure descended from the carriage, hurried through the side gate, and rushed directly toward the back courtyard.

Hearing Sha Tongtian's words, Sikong Liang lowered his head in deep thought. The gambling house run by Sikong Lanyue truly brought in a fortune every single day. If they could genuinely win the gambling house away from her, Sikong Lanyue would lose a vital source of funding and simultaneously face questioning from the clan's council of elders.

"What's next? It's coming right up," Charlie said excitedly as he tidied the table in the garden, terrified that dust might settle on the chairs, even wiping them down with his sleeve.

Yesterday, several maids serving in the imperial presence had whispered derogatory remarks behind the Empress's back. The Emperor had them executed by the杖 (board) right on the spot in the courtyard of the Zhaode Hall side palace, and the blood that had seeped into the floor tiles had still not been washed away.