Volume 1, Chapter 23: Mother Lu Expresses Her Initial Dissatisfaction

Li Lianhua’s brow furrowed tightly as she felt, for the first time, a sense of dissatisfaction with her daughter-in-law, Jiang Yuan.

"She hasn't been in this family long, and already her temper has grown so unruly. What will become of her in the future?"

Lu Fengnan replied, "Keep your voice down."

The walls of the village house provided little soundproofing, and every word Li Lianhua spoke outside drifted clearly into Jiang Yuan’s ears.

Seeing this, Gu Nianxi’s upright and courageous image leapt off the page, leaving her unable to help but offer repeated praise.

As I headed downstairs, my cousin, dressed in a seductive and alluring outfit, climbed into my car. While we were on our way to the Global Financial Center, I saw her make a call to Gao Shimei. After she hung up, I asked, "Cousin, what’s going on? You’re calling Gao Shimei to join us for dinner too?"

Han Lang had slain another one, the sixth son of Taihao. Now, only the first and second sons of Taihao remained. These two were also the most accomplished among the seven sons of Taihao.

Thus, after the Shadow Spider was squeezed for all it was worth by the group, it returned to Jiang Linyue’s sea of consciousness to recuperate.

The latter was some distance away, and with others blocking the view, it took her a little longer to hear the complete and clear inner voice.

"But—" The innocent and naive Xue Ji, faced with such highs and lows, found herself at a loss for words, not knowing how to express her full heart.

At the very least, based on the strength they had displayed so far, they would certainly be able to enter the top ten and earn the qualification to enter the Forgotten Immortal Relic.

"Regarding that person from the Jiang family, I sent people to investigate and discovered he has a peculiar habit!" Song Sisi said, casting a glance at me.

Jie Lin was aware of the abilities she had acquired within the World Fruit, so her clones served only as a means to stall for time, unable to truly deceive his sight or confuse him.

With a crude joke, Jerry led a sleepwalking Ray down the stairs to the first-floor lobby. Over a dozen servants in black uniforms were scurrying about in the hall, buzzing with excitement, though it was unclear what they were busy with. Seeing Ray descend, they immediately stopped and stood respectfully, bowing low.

More than fifty frenzied creatures charged toward an alloy fortress. Their sharp claws slashed through the air, effortlessly tearing the outer shell before they poured through the breach.

"What nonsense are you spouting? But it really isn't easy to see him." Thinking of the vast distance between herself and Feng Yifeng, coupled with their demanding schedules, she found that they rarely had time to connect, which couldn't help but leave her feeling melancholic.

Fortunately, their overall strength was quite formidable upon entry, so his avatar manifested as a large lion. Shi Jing’s strength was also significant, so he transformed into a golden-maned lion as well. As for the black-clad ninjas, they were gifted warriors, and due to their prowess, they became large, ferocious dogs.

Xue Zuming was followed by two or three young men, but seeing how fierce Bao Feiyang was, none dared to charge forward. It was the security manager of the International Hotel who, having received a call from the catering department, arrived with a few security guards.

The sword energy, resembling white jade and glaze, radiated a terrifying divine aura of the Great Dao. Like the laws of divine order, it shimmered with a pale green, thunderous light, hacking down viciously at Tu Meng.

"Bring your sister-in-law home one day so Dad and Mom can see her. By the way, Mom watched the host competition and has mentioned Sister Feifei before. If you bring her home, Mom will surely be beaming from ear to ear," Su Shishi said.

Song Jie saw all this through the gaps in her fingers. She felt deeply shy, yet she experienced an unprecedented sense of security. Because in her eyes, that place was unclean, and yet her senior didn't even mind the water there—it meant that he truly loved her.

"I—I'm sorry..." Chu Hanyun realized he was in the wrong and hurriedly looked down, fixing his gaze on his own nose and heart to offer an apology.

Such is the way of the world: if you are weak, you are bullied, but if you are strong, who dares to utter a word of dissent? In the end, it all comes down to strength. Once a genius of the sword, then a castaway, and now standing tall once more—having experienced such drastic ups and downs, Xi Feng’s temperament was no longer that of an ordinary youth. The scene before him could no longer stir ripples in his heart.