Chapter 39

"What?" The Empress softened her tone, seemingly convinced, yet not entirely. "I have treated him with kindness and promoted him to this position. Why would he turn his back on the light to follow the shadows? Why would he abandon a proper master to serve another... Tell me, who is that person? Who exactly is it?" The Empress grew agitated, struggling to remain seated.

Liu Qi felt indignant upon hearing this, calling the people who spread such rumors ignorant of right and wrong. Yet, they insisted that someone had seen it clearly: Magistrate Jiang had carried Xia Chu into the yamen in his arms. This was hardly the behavior of two people with a clean, platonic relationship.

Since she had said as much, it would not be too late to discuss it later; there was no urgent need to rush at this moment.

Yu Xuanzi was truly remarkable. Having ascended to the mid-stage of the Soul Fusion Realm, her power had increased significantly. Her sword shimmered with silver light, and her martial techniques were exquisite; she held the upper hand even while battling a fierce, bearded monk.

Xia Yuqing cast a green-eyed glare at the maids who, terrified by her roar, had retreated three feet and fallen silent like cicadas in winter. Her lips trembled as she spoke.

"Grandmother, grandson has decided. She is the one who will accompany me for the rest of my life." Zhao Hua had always believed that the one he truly loved was Lichun, but until this very moment, he realized that Fu Ying had long been deeply etched into his heart.

That year, in the sea of flowers, Jinse played a tune on the southern slope. It was more serene than the sound of ice water dripping into a mountain stream, more melodious than the morning birds calling in the pine forest, and gentler than the breeze brushing across the flower field.

Ruyue remained silent, Le Xi’er stayed bowed, while Xi’er and Peishuang were at a loss for what to do.

Dongfang Baiyi frowned even deeper, then looked at the others. They immediately suppressed their smiles and looked up at the sky, though the corners of their mouths could not stop curling upward.

In an instant, Sun Manqing arrived near the ugly man. The Steel-Tailed Deer was quite wary of the Purple Cloud Scarlet Flame Python, but since its master insisted on approaching, it had no choice but to steel itself and draw near.

Chu Xiu grew more worried the more she thought about it; tears streamed down her face, and she wiped them away with Oulai’s suit.

He had originally intended to walk over, knock them both unconscious with a punch each, and take them away directly, but after a moment's thought, he decided against it. He shouldn't stifle human nature; if they wanted to dance, he would let them release their spirits.

Once the bailiffs dispersed, the City Lord gave the order to break down the doors, immediately taking control of all servants and mercenaries within the merchant guild.

That was exactly the case now; the crazed Taotie no longer cared about plans or strategies, surging toward Tianhe City in a swarm.

At the front of the train, a rider galloped at full speed; it was clear that Diavolo had successfully sabotaged the control lever.

"This is a fair, open, and just challenge. A man's world drives me to pursue honor and victory!" Gyro stared at Diavolo, declaring that he would never use his abilities to win through trickery; he would defeat everyone in a straightforward, honorable manner.

Therefore, after the altar was completed, he deliberately delayed for a few more days, quietly rerouting his main body—which was headed for the Melo Heavenly Court—to the outskirts of the Chiwu Star System.

As long as this land of sand and wind remained unresolved, this remote region would continue to suffer in poverty.

"Who!?" Laplace looked around in terror; he had not even noticed someone standing beside him.

"Eh? Aren't you going to keep Luminous company?" Rimuru asked Xue Feng, his face full of suspicion.

Wei Yijin smiled, speaking with a sense of righteous indignation. His voice was incredibly loud, attracting the attention of many veteran and new disciples alike.

After Cao Cao finished speaking, the halo and spheres behind him began to vanish. He had deactivated his "Forbidden Hand" state! He then turned, preparing to leave.

Zhou Tian had seen this type of demonic beast before and knew it possessed wind attributes, but he was truly uncertain whether it also held lightning attributes.

"Hmph!" Mu Yi snorted. He wanted to live a long life; how could he be killed so easily by this wolf? It was true that demonic beasts had tougher constitutions, but for a wolf that only knew how to rely on biological instinct to fight him, it was still far too naive.

"Let's see if you dare to think about things like this again in the future." Looking at the three people who had collapsed to the ground foaming at the mouth, Liuxing let out a cold snort and put away the white pillow in his hand.

Rivers and mountains are easy to change, but a person's nature is hard to alter. Some things are carved into the bones; wanting to change them is too difficult.

Clearly, Zhu Yelun had not forgotten what had just happened. Once the red-faced old man left, she spoke in a stern, severe tone.

The range of free movement during the intermission was limited to five hundred square meters around the Grand Festival headquarters.

"You may all go now." Lan Rongyue glanced at Mi'er, then immediately ordered the palace maids serving in the room.

After leaving the jail, the madam walked gracefully into an alleyway. After several twists and turns, she finally saw Su Tie at the end of the alley, disguised with a bamboo hat and a fake beard.

Sun Qian sat in her exclusive recliner, enjoying Wang Yu's massage. Both her body and mind were immensely satisfied. She squinted her eyes to look at Jiang Min on the side, feeling quite smug.

The approach Du Chaoyang suggested was thorough and not necessarily unfeasible, but both of them hesitated, unsure if they should accept it.

If Liu Hong received benefits from Li Qing and then directly announced that she would not remarry Chen Jie, would that not be the greatest revenge against him?

After pondering for a while, he held the handlebars firmly with both hands, his gaze resolute. As one foot pushed against the pedal, the other quickly stepped onto the second pedal.

Zhu Yuanzhang: That is only natural. The artist I hired possesses exquisite techniques and painted with great vividness. Naturally, my descendants would recognize my likeness.

Eating lunch in the cafeteria, Lin Qiu acted like a cold-air generator for the entire duration, radiating an aura that warned strangers to stay away.

"Throw it away! Didn't you hear what they said? If we keep this child, the whole family will be kicked out! Where would we go? We have no money; once we leave this house, how are we supposed to survive!" My grandmother glared, her eyes wide.

"In other words, they are all high-level transcendents? Or perhaps even Legendary Destinies!?" A bitter taste surfaced at the corners of Xiao En's mouth.

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