Volume 1, Chapter 35: Medicinal Cuisine

At the Breeze-Chanting Pavilion, Qin Mojue leaned against the headboard, engrossed in a treatise on military strategy. The flickering candlelight cast a soft, elongated shadow of him upon the wall.

Since today is Sunday, even if we arrive at the royal capital, we cannot immediately meet the person we seek. According to Arman, our only option is to wait until Friday, when he can introduce us into the inner social circle, and only then will we be able to see that famed courtesan.

At this moment, they seemed to be engaged in a heated discussion, their voices growing clearer by the moment, allowing their conversation to reach his ears.

Black Rose did not hesitate; had she been so easily intimidated, she would hardly be worthy of the title of an elite member of Team Rocket.

It is fair to say that without Chen Xu, the Sima clan might have met a far different fate in these chaotic times. At the very least, during the great famine of the past few years, many of their kin would likely have perished from starvation.

After all, he had acted with He Qi’s best interests in mind, yet she had met his efforts with such an attitude. Annoyed and indignant, Chen Banshan stormed out of the Moon-Water Nunnery, thinking to himself that he would no longer interfere, regardless of what He Qi chose to do.

Seeing the opposing defenders closing in, George sneered. Far from slowing down, he accelerated, charging directly into the gap between the two. In the fleeting second before they could seal the space, George relied on his formidable speed to break through their joint defense, racing into the penalty area to catch up with the ball.

Qiao Xuan swept his gaze over Chen Xu and his two companions. He remained silent for a full five minutes before suddenly clutching his chest with his right hand and falling into a fit of rapid, hacking coughs.

Even though the Great Sea Turtle had been with him for a long time and the Pig-headed Man had only just joined, Long Fei would never do such a thing.

In truth, it was not that her grandmother was hard-hearted; she was simply consumed by daily worry, yet too proud to lower her defenses.

On the vast and magnificent ancient path stood a formidable pass. While it could not compare to the Immortal Heaven Pass, it was still grand enough to touch the heavens, imbued with the vicissitudes of time and guarded by powerful beings of great cultivation.

For three consecutive days, Crystal received no summons from Lu Zhan, and thus she understood that the man had grown weary of her.

Ran Xiong did not inquire about the specific details, assuming that Xiao Yitian must have given the challenger a sound thrashing, unaware that the challenger had already become Xiao Yitian’s eldest disciple.

"Clang!" The sound of weapons clashing could shake mountains and rivers; Yan Shisan violently struck the Eight-Extreme Sword Disk, driving it back just as it attempted to surge out from the black waves.

Initially, the Party and Government Office intended for Luo Zhiyuan to move to the third floor, but Fei Jianguo did not give his consent. Fei Jianguo could not tolerate anyone standing on equal footing with him, not even the town mayor. The previous mayor had also intended to move his office to the third floor, but the matter had ultimately fizzled out.

Qian Xueli and Zhou Tao exchanged a glance. Both could see Luo Zhiyuan’s resolve and the deep confidence he possessed. They understood that if Luo Zhiyuan were to "persist in his own way," even the municipal government—let alone the Dazhong and Hongxing companies—would be powerless to stop him.

Lu Zhan sneered, "Young Master Qin must be mistaken! Crystal has nothing to do with you anymore; everything she has done, she did of her own volition, didn't she?" He turned his head to look at her.

"Rest assured, once this is over, I will certainly give you the blood marrow I promised," Su Zhihui said coldly.

Ye Mengqiu did not strike; to her, slaying Kinnara Tianyue posed no difficulty at all. She stood behind Yan Shisan, ready to prevent any unforeseen changes.

It is simply a law of nature that a man’s instinct is to constantly conquer those peerless beauties who seem impossible to possess.