Chapter 63: Praised

The weather in March was still quite cold, though much better than the snowy days prior. The snow on the ground was gradually beginning to melt, and once it cleared up enough, the spring farming for the new year would commence.

Mu Xingjue finally got his wish of getting Su Yao pregnant, and the soon-to-be father grinned from ear to ear with joy for days.

Su Yao was speechless at his undignified behavior, but she was still very happy about the baby.

Mu Xingjue specially granted her leave so she wouldn't have to work in the fields anymore.

Yi Zhongtian sized up Song Jian for a long time, then glanced at Zhizhi perched on Song Jian's shoulder, and Datou sleeping in the corner of the hall.

After Mi Zixuan stirred up such a commotion at Cuiliu Manor, Lin Yang didn't need to use his brain to know that the higher-ups would be furious. Although this matter didn't have much to do with him, would the authorities care about that? At the very least, he was in for a severe tongue-lashing.

"You certainly understand things well. Come inside, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself through meritorious service," Xiao Hanyu said with a curved smile.

A chill ran through Rujiu. Oh mother! Such a resentful gaze is more than this lady can handle... But this lady isn't easily scared.

Yang Xiaoqi nodded and said, "This is indeed quite fortunate, especially given the current scenario."

Later, Lin Jingshen was invited away by Zhao Luoxun, which helped me relax quite a bit. However, I was starving. Wu Ren said he would pack some food and bring it back for me, but I hadn't even seen a shadow of him yet. When I called him, he said the boss asked him to return to the company to pick something up, so Lin Jingshen had brought my lunch back instead.

Standing outside the emergency department office, Xu Suya was too embarrassed to go in, but Mi Zixuan forcibly pulled her inside. The moment they stepped in, the noisy office instantly fell silent.

Ye Zhiqiu then circulated her inner energy to help Xiao Hanyu regulate his breath. Before long, Xiao Hanyu's body grew hotter and hotter.

He landed silently, deployed his movement technique to enter the forest, and saw a man in a black robe locked in combat with someone.

Hearing the coroner named Zhang Zheng give such a reply, Yang Jing chuckled inwardly. He had no way of explaining modern forensic science theories to a coroner who wouldn't understand them anyway, so he had to settle for the next best thing and think of a compromise.

Hmph, I might as well tell you, I'm not living off a woman! The money I use comes from my salary and stock trading—though Wu Ling helped trade them, the principal was entirely my own.

Zhuo Dong'er was a young lady from another branch of the Zhuo family, making her a distant relative of Zhuo Man'er, which explained their striking resemblance. Even more similar, however, was their arrogant and domineering temper.

-935! A regular damage number popped up. Don't underestimate the damage; actually, a thief player's high attack speed easily made up for their lower per-hit attack power. Coupled with a thief's proficiency in coating weapons with poison, getting entangled by a thief was an utterly aggravating experience.

The moment that thief saw Ye Zheng failed to immediately dispel the "Ambush" status, he was ecstatic: This guy must be out of anti-control skills! Those fools in the Free Alliance really have no brains; a warrior-class character with no anti-control skills actually sneaked all the way to the backline for an ambush.

At this moment, Tang Ye was enshrouded in a profound and mystical artistic conception. Tai Chi represents Yin and Yang; this was another kind of power comprehended from Yin and Yang itself, belonging to nature. When one achieves mastery in Tai Chi, every movement invokes the grand momentum of heaven and earth, and fighting him meant fighting the entire universe.

The hands and feet of the two male corpses were completely unbound—this was also the most eerie detail. I walked around the hospital bed several times and found no signs of struggle; it seemed they had allowed their blood to be drained willingly.

"Many thanks to you kind benefactors for your righteous assistance." After finishing their rites, the monks turned and bowed to the group.

I fetched the computer and handed it to him before picking up the box. The box was quite large but not heavy. I carried it into the room, glanced at him, and found that he was watching me too. The moment he caught me looking, he instantly turned his head away with a haughty air.