Chapter 54 I Am Your Sister's Boyfriend

Three days later.
On the day of the funeral.
Yu Zao deliberately wore a mask; she did not want her former friends and classmates to recognize her.
To have her life reduced to this.
Regardless of whether Yu Yue and Fu Shiyong were present or not, that tiny shred of self-esteem made her just want to hide in a corner and minimize her presence.
"Zaogao?"
There were many people at the venue, but she was suddenly grabbed by the arm and dragged into an out-of-order restroom undergoing repairs.
Chen Yuan remained as casual and boisterous as ever.
Zhao Fengyang's uncle had visited the capital a decade ago. Back then, although housing prices in the capital were much higher than those in their Huashuishui City, the gap was not yet so astronomical.
In the past, speaking of such things brought a sense of shame, but now, speaking of it made Wei Chuye wish he could lift his head all the way up to the sky.
From this, it was evident that Jiang Yuan harbored deep-seated resentment toward the arranged childhood-sweetheart wife chosen for him by the older generation.

As one of the five lucky viewers in the livestream room, the young man was quite confident in his own luck, having worn it to show off to his friends.
"Do you really think I am the reincarnation of that disciple of yours? It turns out that even the Tathagata does not know everything; you have no idea who I truly am."
The first is for a warning, while the latter two require fostering their growth, stepping in to protect their safety when necessary.
Leng Yue acknowledged with a soft hum and left directly, the disgust in her heart intensifying. She had just felt the way Xiao He looked at her—a gaze that filled her with revulsion.
"I know, Auntie. This is the shepherd's purse my aunt fried, for you." Ye Yun said, handing the wild vegetables in her hand to Aunt Tian.
Wuqing couldn't help but feel shocked; she never expected that Anyang, once considered ordinary, would today become the leader of the entire immortal cultivation world.
Li Changhuai reached out to embrace Duan Jiajia, without agonizing over whether she came to see him first or simply dropped by while taking care of other business.
"You must be Master Ye Wen. I am Fang Cheng, nice to meet you, Master Ye Wen," Fang Cheng said with a smile, cupping his fists in greeting.
Two near-miss shells also struck around it. Immediately, a couple of reefers perched on the still-standing mast plunged down, and several crew members rushing to the stern for rescue and firefighting efforts were swept overboard by a massive wave.
Previously, Chen Xiaoer had sung using the methods of an immortal cultivator at the cost of burning her life force. Lin Weiwei hadn't cared much about it, knowing that since Chen Xiaoer was a cultivator, the burned life force could eventually be replenished through other means.
Edward replied, then stepped forward with Arudiba and the others to inspect the man's condition.

The fans were dumbfounded upon seeing Xiao Weiwei's Weibo post. Why was she picking a fight for no reason? What grievances could possibly exist between Xiao Weiwei and "I live next door and my surname is Wang"?
"Since the demon clan are coming, that's all the more reason. You should leave first!" Leng Yue suddenly thought of something, a flash of shrewd light crossing her eyes.
"The good show is about to begin! Let's go!" Jiang Tian led Lin Siqi and was the first to step into the world behind the gates.
Seeing the pointing and whispering of his surrounding neighbors, Max's vanity was immensely satisfied. He had never been so prominent before, making these usually arrogant folks look at him with such envy.
"This tall man is the first warrior on my ship, Black Wolf," Fang Cheng pointed at Black Wolf and said to Zoro.
At this moment, the super fortress of Flori City under the setting sun was covered in thick, scarlet blood, with occasional sporadic severed limbs and ruins visible. It exuded a dense, oppressive aura of slaughter, where rising waves of bloodlust made it look like a gory, man-swallowing giant maw.
Before she knew it, Yun Xuan had already appeared behind Long Luo. Yun Xuan asked, "Did you leave the Void Divine Slash behind?"
How he longed to pull Zhao Hong into his arms and lavish her with affection, but he could not do so right now. Xicunping was once again enduring unprecedented trials; if the immediate hurdle could not be overcome, a cascade of problems would erupt—a scenario no one wished to witness.