Chapter 41: We shall discuss it after they arrive.

"No rush, no rush. In any case, the person isn't going anywhere. Let's wait until I'm in a better state," Lin Xing said, waving his hand. "I've been going up the mountain too frequently lately and I'm a bit exhausted. I simply don't have the energy for matchmaking right now."

Wu Xiulan immediately felt a pang of distress. "You child, I told you not to push yourself so hard. Now look at you, you're worn out..."

This endeavor was incredibly dangerous. If it succeeded, it was certain that she would suffer damage herself; if it failed, her primordial spirit would be harmed, and she would lose her life.

After taking a shower and returning to her room, she took out her phone and called Su Zheng. She figured that if she wanted to investigate what happened a dozen years ago, the best breakthrough would be Jiang Liangshen.

As a spiritual healer, he naturally understood the intentions of the patient's family and hurried over to carefully examine Fei Teng's body.

"Master Zhao, I'll leave it to you then. I can't really help with these matters, so please handle it as you see fit. Just let me know if you need me to do anything." Zhang Tianqi thought to himself that he would like to see what this "charlatan" could actually pull off.

Su Xueniang hurriedly stepped forward with concern, asking, "Young master, please be careful not to reopen your wounds..." Before she could finish, her neck was already gripped in Xue Shi's hand.

The old butler's expression suddenly turned sour. When Lin Zhenbiao saw Ye Zhenghao, it was as if it were both a surprise and something he had anticipated.

Wu Meng wore a mocking expression, making "ee-ee-ee" sounds, while Bai Xue watched their playful banter with a smile. Countless thoughts raced through his mind; this journey on the Heavenly Road had far exceeded his expectations, and the events he encountered were extraordinary, far more complicated than he had originally imagined.

Back home, she tidied up her things and then called her supervisor at the firm. After some thought, she decided to take a week off for safety's sake. Finally, she called the homeroom teachers of both children to ask for leave before packing her things and preparing to head out.

The pill, having lost its power, offered no struggle and was obediently collected by Ouyang Tian into a porcelain bottle.

Having landed a hit, Lie Feng began chanting an incantation, with fireballs floating around him, emitting a scorching heat.

It was unclear whether she didn't trust Huo Chen to do his best to retrieve the Crown Prince's human-skin mask, or if she was guarding against him for some other reason.

"Yan'er, your usual wilfulness is one thing, but how could you be so reckless in front of the Second Princess? Apologize to Her Highness." King Li whispered a reprimand.

It wasn't until she suddenly reached out a pale hand and let it rest gently on my neck that I realized she wasn't trying to choke me; instead, that hand slid down along my chest.

In the Autumn Garden, Mu Xue was swinging, laughing happily, her voice loud enough to fill the entire garden.

Halfway through the massage, she felt a gaze on her. She looked up toward the auditorium and saw Fu Shaoting looking straight at her. She froze, but the next second, she looked away from him toward He Chuze.

At that same moment, I regained sensation in my hands, feet, and body, but I was weak. As soon as Qiu Shiren released my neck, I lacked the strength to support myself and collapsed to my knees.

She paused for a moment, biting her lip hard to hold back the tears. Seeing her like this, Qiu Jie pulled a tissue from the table and gave it to her. Lu Jingci took it and gently wiped his hands.

Then, a thin, withered Chinese old man appeared at the center of the explosion, speaking in a fluent London accent, which was quite impressive.

The abandoned dormitory building appeared desolate and gloomy, covered in spiderwebs, with a thick layer of dust on the hallways.

So, I didn't bother to go along with Jian Zhi's pretense anymore. When I arrived there with Chu Nantang, I saw a boy peering around stealthily outside.

Even though Shi Quan was curious and asked repeatedly, the Fire Phoenix never told him what the grand event held every two years at the Flaming Mountain actually was.

"There!" Mu Xiechen's eyes suddenly lit up. He had found Old Woman Liu so smoothly that he almost couldn't believe it himself.

Chun Cao finished the drawings and created several templates for models, intending to have Boss Wu of the furniture store make a few. Once the clothes were put on the models, they would definitely look better than hanging on hangers, which would attract more customers.

In the time it took to turn around, he had instantly killed two, captured one, and incapacitated one. This kind of skill sent a chill down Zhao Dongqi's spine, and his first reaction was to retreat.

Yu Wushuang did not stand on ceremony; he pulled up a chair and sat down, saying, "Mr. Shi, who is this?" Yu Wushuang bowed to the Medical Emperor.

"Excessive? How was I excessive! The Immortal Golden Pill must exist; the voice of that old man in my mind keeps telling me so! It all exists!" Stung where it hurt, Mu Xiechen felt as if his heart were being gnawed by thousands of ants. His brow pulled downward, and his eyes opened in distress.

A pair of bright, dark eyes looked at him gently. She suddenly noticed an unusual brilliance in Mu Xiechen's eyes—eyes that contained the vastness of the stars, sparkling and charming, possessing a gravitational pull like a black hole, as if to absorb everything into them.

She hadn't even heard her third sister push the door open or the sound of her taking a shower; it showed how oblivious she was, as foolish as a pig.

"It's from the Manchu Qing dynasty, isn't it..." He set the thumb ring down gently. As he looked at Third Master He, there was an inexplicable trace of hostility. Chenzi made no attempt to hide this hostility, and the scene left everyone present stunned and speechless.

"That's how it is..." Zhou Zhenwu mused. "Sigh, I cannot account for today's defeat to my superiors. Tomorrow I must go to the capital to apologize to Gang Leader Ouyang. Deputy Helmsman Deng, you are in charge of affairs here; do not provoke those people from the Salt Gang. Wait for my return before doing anything." Just then, a great commotion was heard outside the courtyard.

More importantly, she called out to it quite familiarly, "Daimeng, where do you think we should settle down?"

By the time the police pushed the two men out, a crowd had already gathered downstairs, including the second uncle who was walking his dog.

The recognition ceremony was simple. Gu Qingcheng kowtowed to the Old Man of Clouds and served him tea; the matter was settled. Then, Kong Moyan watched as his master gave all his precious martial arts manuals to Gu Qingcheng in one go.

On the cruise ship on Dianshan Lake, the three factions were arguing intensely over the next move. Huang Qiang was eager to launch a mortar attack on the river, while Zhang Zhendong was anxious to develop a base in territory not yet reached by the Japanese army. Only Zheng Qingying sat unmoved, leisurely sipping the green tea in his cup.