Volume 1, Chapter 25: Eldest Sister, Chen Min

Upon hearing this, Qin Yibai immediately felt that something was amiss; these events had occurred far too coincidentally.

Beneath the Demon Sealing Platform, Qishi’s gaze remained fixed on Luo Qingliu, though from time to time, he cast sharp glances at Ye Ge. He seemed indifferent, believing that the value of a fine weapon ultimately depended on the strength of its wielder.

"Jianying, you told me during the day that her demon seal looked somewhat like it? How did you discern that?" Sitting casually in a large chair was the King of Nanjiang, while an old woman with a mole on her left cheek stood in attendance.

"Bang!" Suddenly, Shangguan Zihong’s entire body was sent flying high into the air, the light surrounding her vanishing in an instant. She crashed into a flower bed, shattering it to pieces.

"Hmph! Master Rubi uses such despicable tactics, sending people to snatch our achievements—may he meet a wretched end!" One after another, they cursed in their hearts.

A cylindrical object carried on someone’s back suddenly emitted a cold, chattering laugh, which everyone simply ignored.

This stumped Su Ruoyao. She thought and thought, her eyes flickering: I understand nothing of Cheng Yanzhong’s work; I can’t even fully grasp his conversations with guests, let alone help him. Wait, why am I thinking of my husband as Cheng Yanzhong?

"No, I would rather die than have him see Yanzhao." The Fourth Mistress’s reputation was truly paramount.

After the middle-aged man entered the private room, he ignored Ye Qiu entirely, but his eyes were filled with greed as he looked at Fang Jing.

Of course, this immense suction had no effect on physical objects; instead, it was slowly dragging at my soul, violently attempting to pull it right out of my body. It was brutally intense, and I suffered all the more for it.

The authorities of the Concession felt under immense pressure and were forced to deploy a large number of personnel to patrol along the river, preventing these ruined shareholders from having the opportunity to commit suicide. At the same time, patrols within the Concession were strengthened, and agreements were made with major gangs to help ensure that no more suicides occurred within the city.

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"We really should thank the old gentleman properly." Li Youcai nodded. Since it was nearly evening, they could invite Yan Sanming out for dinner.

"No matter." Chu Yunxi calmly sipped her tea, then beckoned a maid over. She leaned in and whispered in the maid’s ear, instructing them to prepare a chamber pot, as it would surely come in handy.

Everyone present revered him as if he were a deity. Li Wangjin sat in the seat of honor, and toasts were offered to him first. Only after Li Wangjin picked up his chopsticks did the others begin to eat.

Furthermore, when Qiu Yue closed his eyes, he could clearly feel that warm current still surging and flowing through his body.

Oh no! Yang Ding’s heart raced. God help me, I must not be discovered. I wouldn't be able to clear my name even if I jumped into the Yellow River—no, that’s not right; it’s too filthy to be washed, and there’s no need to wash it anyway—I, this filthy thing, would be discarded by Yan Suqun immediately.

The animals seemed particularly sensitive to the smell of gunpowder. The scent of heavenly thunder lingering in the void made them uneasy. Fear appeared in their otherwise proud eyes; they didn't know if I had caused it, and although they had their suspicions, they were unwilling to believe it.

"Alright, follow me!" Wang Bing felt a surge of anticipation, eager to test the limits of Cao Xiaole and the others. He slammed his foot down, and the car’s speed increased significantly.

"Training is over for today. Shall Daddy take you to sleep?" Dongfang Ming said dotingly, shedding his earlier cold and ruthless demeanor.

"My mission is complete; I have safely escorted the young lady to this place. Now, I must return to report. I hope the young lady can live well here and not wander off again," the carriage driver said.

She still had no children and her foundation in the Zhu family was not yet stable; this was exactly the time she needed to win people’s hearts, yet such an incident had occurred. Wouldn't all her previous efforts be rendered in vain?

If you're so capable, you go try it. Go distinguish dozens of medicinal herbs and types of soil, roast the meat to perfection, and show everyone.

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About an hour passed before the figures of Shang, Yan, and Bing appeared in the inner hall, finally breaking the oppressive atmosphere.

While asking, his gaze rested on Pei Xin'er. He had studied medicine for many years and could judge who was injured just by their subtle movements; asking was merely a gesture of respect.

"A Profound-grade master, truly a Profound-grade master! Heavens, to think that in my lifetime, I would see such a young Profound-grade master." Someone nearby exclaimed in surprise.

"No, no, absolutely not!" Don't joke around; if Wu Ling'er were provoked, he would definitely be the one to suffer. After so many painful lessons, Coffee had become very well-behaved.

"It will be tonight!" Harun turned viciously and strode toward the side hall where his family resided.

"Jeffs, get some good rest tonight. Tomorrow, take this shipment and sell it for a high price on Black Rock Star!" Fu Wei said, patting Jeffs on the shoulder.

Seeing that Wan Hua’s attitude toward admitting his mistake was decent, and since the others didn't care for such New Year pleasantries—though Du Sanniang wouldn't take them seriously anyway—she couldn't help but feel satisfied, as one does not strike a person who is smiling, and she revealed a faint smile.

Crowley was his right-hand man; if he died, his own status among the vampires would surely diminish.

Feng Yiming wanted to blurt out his agreement, but his throat tightened, and though his lips parted slightly several times, he could not utter a single word.

He firmly memorized the names of the first five people, composed his emotions, flickered, and vanished into the grassland.