36 Do not be so unsightly in your greed! (2nd update)

Seeing the expressions of disdain and disgust on the faces of the Yun family, Yun Ran suddenly laughed.

The kindness of the Yun family in raising the original host for so many years—a debt of gratitude for the food she ate and the shelter she received—was a karmic tie she acknowledged. However, the Yun family constantly used such tactics to suppress her, and the hero and heroine repeatedly violated her boundaries; she was no longer willing to endure it.

Yun Ran did not behave like the original host, who had such extreme pride that she would bristle like a cat at the slightest sarcasm from Yun Wan and rush in to tear into her.

Instead—

Within the great hall, no one spoke up for the "takers" in response to Youyou's words, nor did anyone find her remarks one-sided. The performance of the takers truly left no room for praise, but the formidable defensive capabilities of the Demon Fiend were simply beyond what the takers' offensive power could contend with.

Beside Zichan of the State of Zheng stood Xiang Rong, the commander of the Song army—the State of Song was also a dukedom, so if the people of Zheng were not present, the State of Song would have led the procession.

"My thanks to you." The officer’s expression eased significantly, and he made no attempt to stand on ceremony with He Shiyi.

"Brothers, grab your weapons and fight! My buddy is here!" Tang Hua activated the Heaven-Measuring Ruler, and as the heavenly thunder descended, Ping Zhe dared not meet its edge. He flicked a paper cutout in his hand to cast a blinding charm, and the lightning struck only a scrap of paper.

"Hey, Screw, I see you more often lately than I see my wife. You aren't trying to play some kind of human-machine romance with me, are you?" Tang Hua was teleported into an office-like room, where Screw sat in the main seat, smiling at him.

The King of Qi gave a scornful huff, braced his hands on the carved railing of the veranda, and vaulted over. He let out a whistle, and the eagle on the ground flew toward him, landing on his outstretched arm.

Past the long corridor lay three or four rooms, all with light spilling from their doors. Xu Junying treated his servants well; the matrons, maids, and personal attendants did not have to stand shivering in the corridor but could wait in the rooms by the fire.

Qing Dai stood behind him, the cloak on her shoulders trailing on the ground, nearly tripping her. Hua Shaoyan reached out to steady her, but seeing Wang Tao assist her first, he withdrew his hand halfway.

It was a pity that while he could now be spared the agony of his violent transformations, he still could not find a clear path forward, and if the mysterious East could offer him any help, it would be for the best.

"There is one who is only slightly worse than me; the others are simply incomparable to me," Sun Ming reported.

The one leading the frontal assault to restrain Raphael was not Wei Shi, who had dazzled the entire Versailles Palace, but Wu Jin, whose combat strength was ranked toward the bottom among the A-grade trainees.

Wei Xiao lifted his teacup and took a gentle sip. It was Pu'er, top-grade Pu'er; even brewed casually, it was fragrant with every mouthful.

A flash of pleasant surprise crossed Qin Moshang's face. He pulled Lin Cha directly onto his lap, placed a hand behind her head, and kissed her.

The 80-meter-tall crimson amusement facility was painted with totems on every inch: from trees encircled by sun rings and three-legged crows lifting the sun, to the handsome Apollo and the Egyptian deity Ra, crowned with a burning sun.

Would an ordinary person casually offend a prince? If it were a matter of consequence, an entire family might lose their lives.

"Did I say something wrong?" Realizing belatedly that the atmosphere had shifted, Zhuo Yue scratched the back of his head in unease.

Su Wushuang gave a nod, then watched Julia run away, chuckling softly before turning his gaze toward Gu Xi.

Unable to stop himself from clearing his throat, Qi Hao felt faint under the weight of those angry glares that treated him like a criminal. He tried to force back the cough he had intended to make, but ended up choking on his own saliva and broke into a fit of violent coughing.

For the past few days, letters had arrived incessantly from the State of Wei, all urging her to return. Qin Yuxun had also sent people to ask Qin Jinyu several times, until finally, Qin Jinyu said she would wait until Su Heng completed his grand investiture ceremony as Crown Prince before leaving.

Shi Kuang’s lion-roar swept across the battlefield like a gale. The orcs who had been bewitched by the succubus's phantom sounds regained their senses one by one, yet many still had their skulls crushed by the enraged wolf knights; the chaos on the battlefield continued unabated.