Chapter 153: Not Having His Child

Si Yao spoke with a smile in her voice, her laughter growing as she finished, “Xing Jue, continue with your engagement to Tang Tang.”

Xing Jue felt as if struck by a dull blow—half from Si Yao’s attitude, half from her words.

He licked his back molars and asked, “How exactly do you want me to continue?”

“The day after tomorrow, continue the engagement…”

After speaking, the three of them arrived at the brightly lit playground. The others who had been searching saw them return, especially the student they had been looking for, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Jin Lingyu had willingly done this; she didn’t need Dan Yu’s gratitude, only that he knew her sincerity.

At least for now, they were still guests. When guests feel hungry in their host’s home, can the host not feel guilty?

Though these sawtooth sharks were carnivores and top predators, before these giants, they were no match.

Just as we stepped out the courtyard gate, those who had been driven away returned. Leading them was a figure clad in a bright yellow yin-yang fish robe, holding a compass as he approached.

Just moments ago, we were worried about Zhang Tianyu and thought to stop him, but we never expected the people Zhang Tianyu brought would be so terrifying.

When we entered the mountains, we encountered the Chen family guarding the perimeter, unwilling to venture further, fearing they would get lost and perish inside.

From Aunt Liu’s description, the palace was the same one Lao Lei saw; I suspect they witnessed the same wondrous sight simultaneously.

Suddenly, two sharp slaps echoed—Huang Yin once again received two solid blows.

“All right, I’ll be waiting for your call!” Xiang Guifang said softly, trying to sound gentle.

Taking the Straw Spirit of the Dojo from his master’s hand, he once swore at his mentor’s grave that he would make it the most renowned dojo in the world. Now, disciples arriving from all over signaled he was drawing closer to that goal.

Larry Bird even personally went over to embrace him for a moment, spoke a few words, then left through the players’ tunnel.

After Gong Xihe departed, Mu Qiuniang now stood at the mountain’s edge, gazing far and wide; the landscape was beautiful, but the meridians left by her master were nowhere to be found.

“It’s not an attack! It suddenly thundered!” The young boatman responded urgently, without looking back, running toward the deck as if the roof had been damaged by the earlier lightning strike.

Behind them came the laughter of the group. From their laughter, Zi Teng Hao could hear the disdain hidden within.

Shi Lei wasn’t quite accustomed to these games but didn’t want to offend Hu Xiaohua and Jiang Yuan. Since they were hosting a welcome banquet for him this evening, he had no choice but to play along.

The others looked puzzled—who were Qi Jiguang and Qi Yuanjing? The lord had apparently long admired them and spoke highly of their names?

While walking, Shi Lei pulled out his phone. Before he could dial, Bai Kaishui’s call came through.

“Is it just because you chose it that you’re unwilling to let go?” Thinking of Musashi wandering the world, A Yi returned to his senses with a responsible expression.

Just as Liu Jun frowned, his subordinate, Captain Li Shu, came in to request an audience. Liu Jun quickly invited him in to discuss surrender.

Yan Qingqing had hesitated before, mainly because Ning Anyan’s parents were so endearing. Memories had never confronted the reality as directly as this.

The blood leeches gathered in increasing numbers, feeding on flesh and blood. After filling themselves, they expelled blood-red orbs. Within these orbs, Hou Zhen could sense a powerful and pure vitality.

If it were the old An’an, she would smile brightly at him, her radiant smile weaving into his heart, warming it sweetly.

Yang Jian and Yang Chan remembered their mother’s words—to live well. Seizing the moment, Yang Jian decided to draw away the heavenly soldiers alone, so his sister could survive.