Chapter 52: Money is the Best Medicine

Of course, the remark that it far surpassed anything else was merely flattery from the subordinate, a fact that Karasawa knew very well.

Since those people could target her, who could guarantee they wouldn't target her son? Thinking of this, he shuddered involuntarily, struck by a sudden impulse to keep his son locked away at home forever, hidden from everyone's eyes.

Yet Yu You deliberately went against his wishes; whenever he told her to go forward, she would step backward, truly rebellious to the extreme.

As a former indoor otaku in his past life, Ling Zhoutong was quite experienced when it came to food, but he cared very little about styling and grooming; getting him to comb his hair was already quite an achievement.

Qiao Xian'er lowered her head with a shy blush and smiled sweetly at Old Xiao, saying, "I'll be waiting for you."

When she had previously received the imperial decree to leave the palace and head to the imperial mausoleum to make an arrest, Jiang Yunshu had suddenly appeared and stated that she wanted to accompany her to the mausoleum.

Using teleportation, Ling Zhoutong appeared on the roof of his house the very next second, and incidentally retrieved all the items he had purchased in Hainan from his spatial storage.

Making ordinary clothes was fine, but if it came down to the championship finals, the fabric of the formal gowns would likely drag her down.

"I am not talking nonsense," he said in a deep voice. Ever since that incident with her, he had been practicing monk-like abstinence for over two years! How could she say he was talking nonsense?

"Student Gu, this was found right under your desk, how can you possibly claim it isn't yours?" There was no one else in the office, so Teacher Fu didn't bother to control her volume.

"We didn't come out from that side; we took the southern route instead. We can talk about the specifics later; I'm still on the train." There were still quite a few ordinary people around.

Feeling the warmth and strength of his large palm, Shen Nanyi's tensed nerves relaxed instantly, and she nodded at him.

"Old Cai, we have some matters to discuss, you guys knock off early." Chou Jiu shoved a few banknotes into Old Cai's hands.

Could it be that she had encountered He Chenhui attempting to molest her on the way, only to be rescued just in time by the master of the house, which was why she harbored such deep resentment toward He Chenhui on account of the master?

She was well-informed, and had indeed heard about how Chu Qingyu's assessment had drawn countless elders fighting over him.

She hurriedly dropped what was in her hand, ran toward the backyard, and finally found Old Liu, who had just woken up, in the patient ward. Old Liu complained that his whole body ached.

However, now was not the time for fear; since someone couldn't wait to make a move, it presented an opportunity for him.

Their eyes met, and seeing that Lin Yun had spotted him without showing any trace of fear, the man instantly felt displeased.

Yet if she said that, it would become even harder for her to explain later on how she had managed to detect the inner demon.

Back then, she had also begun to care about her appearance; determined not to gain weight, she took up dancing, and kept at it for five full years.

Having listened to what Shangguan Qingyue said, the members of the Shangguan family looked at him with grim expressions, especially the middle-aged man, the fury in whose eyes seemed ready to start a prairie fire.

Du Bian set the stone lock down, and it was caught halfway by Li Wei, presumably out of fear that Du Bian might drop it on his feet.

Seeing that another person was courting death, Gong Zhi walked up and whispered a few words into Ling Yin's ear. It seemed these two not only knew each other but shared quite a close relationship, which saved Ling Yin from an awkward situation.

Ye Feng and Xiangye accepted their orders and left, while Tong Zixin escorted Xu Da outside, knowing he had to be properly settled.

The Duke of Pingshuo in the border towns of Ningxi was practically a feudal lord, having little interaction with the imperial court. His defense zone stretched from Dunhuang, Jiayuguan, and Zhangye to Lanzhou, and his hundreds of thousands of troops were primarily stationed there to resist the powerful Dzungar Khanate.

Xueli Mei smoothed her cloud-like hair once more, lightly tracing her moth-wing eyebrows. The two of them had walked through the gates of this besieged city together, sharing life and death, so words were no longer needed between them. They stood embraced in silent stillness, free of tears, filled only with boundless joy.

With a loud bang, he froze in his tracks right then and there! Afterward, he excitedly pulled Hong Shan into the ancestral hall, inviting her to worship together as a way to probe the matter.

Lin Honghui's mouth opened as wide as a hippopotamus's, as he only then belatedly realized what this suggestion of his meant for the navy.

Xu Chuan stroked the soft fur of the ancient Heaven-Shattering Dragon Ape in his arms with his right hand, a faint smile on his face as he watched the scene unfold before him like an outsider.

Two years ago, he had arranged for his parents to live in Qingjing Mountain. After all, Qingjing Mountain was a Taoist domain he had personally established, and the various protective arrays left behind there could ensure his parents' safety. Therefore, logically speaking, his parents should be safely at home right now.

For a very long time afterward, my consciousness remained hazy and dim. I vaguely sensed someone holding me, calling my name over and over again, just like a long, long time ago.

"Of course we have to save people first, and you wretched woman must pay for the medical expenses," the tall, thin man cursed with a fierce look in his eyes.

If the "person" inside my body were to awaken once again, given that man's methods when it comes to vying for favor, Lu Feng likely wouldn't be a match for me. He would never tolerate the presence of another rival in the inner palace, because Liu Fangliang alone was already enough to give him a headache.

Additional notes: The Tianhe Grassland Teleportation Scroll, the Upstream Waterfall Teleportation Scroll, and the Fallen Kingdom Teleportation Scroll are collectively known as the Three Mysterious Scrolls.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng tried hard to calm the restlessness in his heart, clearing his thoughts and striving to make his lower self settle down.

The four golden flowers found it utterly bizarre; they were so breathtakingly gorgeous, yet instead of taking a few more glances, he just stood there foolishly looking around—there had to be something wrong with his eyes.

I picked up the corpse-awakening bell and the illumination lamp from the ground, searched around this unknown space once more, but failed to find Fatty.

"Oh, it's those words again. As I've said, you are not a man to be kept in a pond; once you break your silence, you will amaze the world. There is no such thing as worth it or not; it's only a matter of whether a person is willing or not." Zhong Caiqi blinked her eyes as if casting a charm, her voltage running in the hundreds. Forget about a man, even a deceased eunuch would have to react.

The night breeze blew past their ears, carrying a lingering, sorrowful wail. Although the burly men carrying the red-lacquered wooden door couldn't hear those rustling whispers, the chilling sensation down their spines was entirely real, and all of them couldn't help but shiver.

Liao Yuan stroked his chin in thought. A name like Comprehensive Threat Reaction Force was just too tacky, cheap, and low-brow. However, he dared not voice this thought aloud, because once he did, the naming rights would probably fall right back to Alice.

"Holding Qian'er is truly comfortable; if I could be like this every day from now on, that would be one of life's greatest pleasures," Xuanyuan Tianyue sighed, overflowing with a sense of blissful satisfaction.

Finally, the figure inside the bridal sedan chair moved, slowly rising to a standing position and smoothing out the clothes. The movements were unhurried and extremely elegant.