Volume One, Chapter 35: The Jiang Family Patriarch

“Why are you only just arriving?” Josnian opened his eyes, a hazy gleam lingering within them, a faint weariness evident though not overwhelming. His tone carried a subtle discontent, a hint of annoyance at her tardiness.

Lin Guyu poured a small amount of medicine from the old bottle, then did the same with the new one. Though both powders were white, it was clear that the medicine in the new bottle had a slight yellow tint.

Old Jiang’s final words left Jiang Sheng disheartened. Even if Old Jiang hadn’t spoken, Jiang Sheng would have saved the last mouthful of rice for me. Yet once those words were uttered, they became a mental barrier. Consequently, after Old Jiang’s passing, Jiang Sheng was unwilling even to glance at his grave.

“No one has bullied me,” Wen Xue spoke truthfully; indeed, no one had picked on her, aside from her former boss who often called her stupid.

“What else?” Yue Qianhuan, Huzi’s guardian, was perceptive. She sensed Yue Jiangli still had unspoken words.

To enter this class, one must either possess extraordinary intelligence or come from a well-to-do family. Thus, any student here could very well be a future leader in the global business world.

Xu Ruyi clenched her hands nervously, her nails digging deeply into her palms as if she felt no pain, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on Lin Guyu.

Seeing such a Su Yuemei, Helian Che inexplicably felt at peace. It seemed he had long yearned for such tranquility, yet no one in his world had ever brought him comfort until the arrival of this very Su Yuemei.

Tao Wu nodded at last and accepted Mingzhu, swallowing it. With the naked eye, one could see Mingzhu descend his throat and illuminate his body with a shimmering light. Eventually, the glow dispersed and merged within him.

Before long, Zhou received a call from the hospital and hurried over, entrusting all matters concerning Jiangshanyuan to the butler.

The recording contained Su Xixi’s voice; of course, he knew it was she who had obtained it. How it ended up in her hands was kept a secret, as she ordered Ning Qin not to tell Lu Dongting, even using Gu Lianyi to threaten him.

Guan Zhuang spent many years retraining in martial arts before reemerging into the martial world, wandering and relentlessly seeking information about past events.

In the reception hall of the Qi residence, Hu Qing caught sight of Madam Qi—and more notably, the eldest young master of the Qi family.

This time, forgetting to turn off the faucet resulted in the kitchen flooding with water—an absolute first for him.

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All drowsiness vanished instantly as Zhao Qingran opened her eyes, meeting Ji Weiyan’s smiling face.

Most likely, the clan leader had fled to the cliffside and hidden. One disciple shouted that the leader had jumped off the cliff, though no one had witnessed it firsthand. Seeing the cliff, the leader’s disappearance, and the disciple’s insistence, everyone naturally assumed the leader had indeed jumped.

Mo Bei turned her face with confusion, only to have Jiaoyang pull her wrist, bringing her hand close to his face and biting the apple slice skewered on her fork.

Jiang Chen remained silent, quietly savoring the moment. Despite knowing the many issues between him and Liancheng, he did not wish to dwell on them now.

On the eve of his final university year, Mingshuang received tuition and living expenses from home but failed to register immediately, disappearing for a full month. During that time, he indulged nightly in the smoky, dazzling streets, squandering his youth. Eventually, the police contacted the school to collect him.

Warmth filled the air. Zhao Qingran clung to his clothing, her nose brushing his breath, and she closed her eyes involuntarily.

Fake Iron Spear let out a soft “hmm” and furrowed his brow. He suddenly felt he had seen this man before but couldn’t recall where or if it was real. Silence fell over the entire mountain cave.

Cui Feng stopped three meters before a massive white rock. The stone monkey stood behind him, and You Yuan by his side.

“Good child, come back to White Wing Star with your father. You have tried—love’s happiness is not so easily attained. Don’t be so stubborn. Returning home, you will forget everything that happened today,” Ye Shang urged anxiously.

“Mr. President, we cannot lose Japan’s support. You must make a choice,” Ju Zheng warned.

With that, he swung his great blade, fierce and mighty, spiritual energy radiating from its edge.

“Fei Liangyan took Shiyi home, but did his parents agree?” Lu Tong asked anxiously.

While Chen Ning was at a loss, Chen Hu came to report, “Commander, the county sent word that Emperor Guangxu and Empress Dowager Cixi both died a few days ago.”

Shiyi said nothing, pondering whether it was a mistake to have come to the Fei household so rashly today.

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Furious beyond words, Shiyi rose and stormed out. Her mind was overwhelmed with blood and anger, determined to find Geng Zhiqiang immediately and expose his vile deeds.

Lu Tong continued, “Geng Zhiqiang is nothing but a greedy lecher, bullying my powerless family!” she hissed through clenched teeth.

Chen Xin finally breathed a full sigh of relief. She realized her earlier worries had been unnecessary; at first, she thought only time was needed. She imagined the chubby son would surely accept his sister—just perhaps needing a little time.

“Didn’t you train him rigorously? Didn’t you even teach him the Rasengan?” Tsunade remarked.

Yet with his current level of cold resistance, Li Bin handled it with ease. Since his dantian contained the spirits of the Black Tortoise and Vermilion Bird, his endurance to cold and heat had greatly improved.

As for Wei Ye’s horse, it had long since perished utterly. Its belly was torn open, exposing stark white ribs; scorched organs bore the ghastly green hue of postmortem decay.

“Disaster!” The four had no time to defend and were struck, instantly turning to smoke and leaving behind wooden blocks plastered with explosive talismans.

Watching the chubby son sit obediently in the chair, Zhou Quan reassured himself of certain things: the boy was indeed capable, but also somewhat mischievous, necessitating yet another reminder.

Li Bin hesitated, unsure whether to break the façade—to let Leng Xinyi continue hiding her identity within the Futu Sect or to reveal the truth.

Though this marriage involved political considerations tied to southern military power, there was no doubt Qin Wan cared for Gao Ying. In terms of benefit, few unions could compare. Just as no respectable young lady once desired Sui Yuan, now they must surely regret it bitterly.