Chapter 47 It Doesn't Matter

[Does anyone remember, there was a gossip account breaking the news yesterday that Yu Ling cozied up to a high-ranking executive of Huanxing and climbed into his bed. Could it really be true?]
[Yes, yes, yes, I remember! That gossip account's Weibo post disappeared within minutes of being published. It probably stepped on someone's toes and was dealt with using financial power by the sugar daddy behind her.]
[Oh gosh, you really can't judge a book by its cover. Is there anything left in this industry that can be trusted? I now even suspect Yu—]

"Didn't you say we were going to eat? Can we eat now?" Hua Yujin did not want to dwell on it. After getting along for this short time, he believed in Liyue—a trust born from the depths of his heart.

"Can you break this strike of mine?" Lin Chuan wielded his long saber and gave it a wave. The patterns on the blade instantly seemed to come alive, intertwining in the void, and an extremely dangerous aura could be sensed even before the attack was launched.

Wang Zi could not help but think of the space once sealed by the ancient clan using forbidden arts, which had indeed sent her on quite a detour.

Wen Yang's first thought was that Qi Han had returned, because apart from himself, only Qi Han possessed the keys to this apartment.

"Let's go!" A single word from Xiaoyao Yu jolted Xiaoyao Qing awake. Then, looking back with bitter reluctance, she cast one final glance at Chu Yang, who was still staring fixedly at the sky—that was the direction where Yaoyue had departed.

"How many days are left?" Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes. After holding back for so long, Lian Cheng still ended up asking this question.

Among them, the most embarrassed was undoubtedly Taihuang Ming, which ultimately turned into anger and shame, sparking a murderous intent toward Lin Chuan. In his view, perhaps even though Lin Chuan's secrets were important, nothing could compare to his own face and dignity.

"Good, good, good! We won't stop until we're drunk! Senior brother will drink with you!" A wicked smile played at the corners of his mouth as he drank heavily with Ding Sisi, though most of the time, he was simply forcing the drinks upon her.

With these words from the man, a loud burst of laughter erupted, and amidst that laughter, many more sounds of mirth rang out.

That paper crane instantly transformed into a giant bird standing dozens of zhang tall, its legs as thick as bronze pillars, its feathers as white as frost and snow, and a tuft of red hair crowning its head. Spreading its wings against the wind, the giant bird let out strange cawing sounds and began to dance with supreme elegance.

"To think that it is so important to you... Forgive this poor Taoist's lack of discernment; it seems to be the Mother of Creation of Earth, a remnant of the primordial chaos?" Taixuan examined the lump of earth for a long time before finally recognizing its origins.

Although Luo Hailong was killed by the figure in black with his own hands, Luo Jiaju would undoubtedly count the debt of his father's murder upon our heads.

Just as the Beast King and Ye Xiu stood confronting each other, Lin Yixuan also quietly crept up. She specifically chose paths dense with trees, weeds, and bushes to make her stealthy approach.

As for rendering it invalid, I am not afraid at all. In fact, that would be for the best, as it would spare us a great deal of trouble.

"What, as the crown prince, what can you do to me, you coward?" Zhao Yi lowered his head and said coldly, "Aren't you just a crown prince? You really think you're somebody."

This thought caused Su Chen's heartbeat to accelerate instantly. The Seal of the Guarding Nation was a treasure of the Qi State and a rare, top-tier magical weapon—could a weapon of this caliber be severed by the Invincible Divine Sword?

Hearing Chen Xiaoya's words, Wang Yan put on an expression that said "you know what's good for you," and then walked toward Ye Tian with a beaming smile, leaving Chen Xiaoya with no choice but to follow.

Having ingested the supreme healing elixir of the Misty Palace, Qingluan's condition had improved significantly, so there was no need to worry too much.

Zhao Kuo had no external injuries, and most importantly, no internal injuries either. Much like his ten million, it was utterly bizarre.

Number One and Ye Tianba let out a long breath. The two exchanged glances, seeing the shock mirrored in each other's eyes.

Sun Jinghao and Gu Xi watched as the two of them were left far behind by Su Wushuang and her group, and with a helpless, light chuckle, they followed closely behind them to leave.

Even those who sold themselves into servitude did so with consideration for their children and grandchildren. Encountering such a master household, if one could not do a good job, one might as well smash their head against a block of tofu out of shame.

Yin Xiaoru was also unusually quiet for the first time. The entire process of coming here today felt as though they were performing a silent film.