Chapter 52: Your Mother Never Lies, Truly

"After entering the study, this subordinate quickly found the hidden compartment behind the calligraphy and paintings. Aside from the incriminating evidence against certain officials secretly stored by the Marquis of Guangling, there was nothing else inside.

"However, when opening the mechanism, this subordinate noticed that the painting on the wall was slightly crooked, and the latch of the mechanism had not fully returned to its original position.

"I suspect that someone had already entered before we got here."

Inside the Yangrong Study, the leading guard was bowing and making his report.

While speaking—

Ji Mingcheng, who had been paying close attention to the two of them from the front, felt an even stronger urge to beat his head against the ground upon hearing Ji Chengze's words.

Only then did Luo Han see clearly that the person who had fallen into the water was Yan Yu. Her head kept sinking and resurfacing as she flailed and struggled, making continuous choking sounds while splashing sprays of water across the calm surface.

Moments later, Han Xin closed his eyes tightly, his spiritual will drawing upon the power of heaven and earth as he began frantically absorbing the surrounding spiritual Qi.

By then, Chen Jinnan would serve as the head舵 master of the Heaven and Earth Society, collecting and transmitting intelligence for him south of the Tianqing River, thus becoming his own intelligence network.

As they spoke, Qu Wu pointed toward his head, and the contents seen within his mind directly transformed into a projection that appeared before Jiang Hua.

Yet, upon second thought, recalling that this person had saved her life just moments ago, she silently swallowed back the words at the tip of her tongue, replacing them with a much gentler compromise.

Tang Yu lowered his head, casting his gaze down at the spirit sword. Having lost its spiritual Qi, it looked no different from an ordinary sword—even more mundane and somewhat battered.

"He's my lab assistant. Today is his first day on the job, and I didn't have time to arrange tasks for him, so I simply brought him along," Luo Han said, looking out the window with a somewhat indifferent attitude.

Mu Xinan cast her gaze toward Mu Xiangqiao, seeing that she was wearing a toasting gown and going from table to table with Jiang Xiaoli to offer toasts.

On the other side, Shi Yanchen was up to his ears in work to consolidate the Shi family's influence, yet he still remembered the promise he had made to Mu Xinan—to meet once a week.

Huashan nodded, opened his tool case, and pulled out a dozen or so of his custom-made vacuum automatic syringes, glaring vigilantly at the green-fingered corpse-stiff across from them.

After three rounds of passionate intimacy, Murong Bai finally consented to let Nalan Bing go, slowly falling asleep, yet the exotic fragrance lingering on his body grew increasingly intense.

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Cheng Lingyu's twelve pyramids manifested simultaneously within his body, glowing and radiating heat to evolve various transformations inside the sacred stone tripod, revealing all the mysteries of his cultivation without leaking the slightest trace outward.

The knight on the pale golden horse did not reply; he also leaped down from the saddle, gripping a silver saber that trembled like water and engaging the burly man in fierce combat.

As for Song Chongtian, Kong Shihui, and Chen Shengtian, the moment they saw Ye Lingshi remain silent, their hearts instantly rose to their throats.

Across the desolate desert in the dead of night, the young man was about to ride away on his fine steed, resembling a ray of golden sunlight illuminating everyone present.

Ye Lingshi pondered for a moment. Her scheduled plan was to stay in the imperial capital of the Fengxian Kingdom for seven days; if she still could not find the Demon-Subduing Pot after seven days, she would follow Feng Niapan into the secret realm to take a look.

Even Ye Lingshi often remarked that this second son of hers was a soul-stealing, enchanting scoundrel.

Cheng Lingyu looked around. His words caused a commotion, surprising even the four individuals from Sunset City: Xiao Lingfeng, Han Cang, Chen Song, and Zuo Yi.

She returned home, sitting in solitude on the sofa. As night fell outside the window, her phone suddenly rang. The sound was abrupt and grating, displaying a phone number on the screen. Having always possessed an excellent memory, she recognized it as Fu Shenxing's phone number.

Wei Jiaoshu snapped back to her senses; the Emperor coming to her Changqiu Palace was the most ordinary occurrence imaginable.

If she wanted to make a move, she would either have to kill with a borrowed knife or first have someone probe this celestial art.

When the time came, she would take an innocent sip and hand her the side bearing the faint lipstick imprint.

This dance and music had been halted halfway through for unknown reasons; could it be that she had exposed her disguise?

Kerosene lamps were lit within the Qingliang Palace, enclosed by shades of fine white silk palace lanterns hanging one after another along the corridors, bathing the hall in bright light.

Seeing this, the Wolf King spoke in a slightly teasing tone. Having previously lost to Lu Xingchen, he seized every opportunity to mock the other party whenever he got the chance.

Among these four nations, the Navick nation was renowned for its deeply entrenched martial spirit, the most formidable individual combat prowess, and the most advanced micro-brain weaponry. The other three nations had originally thought the Navick people's national bloodline had vanished in the long river of history, but reality dealt them a resounding slap in the face.

Mr. Xu Yihui choked on his words. He had come to this world precisely to be wedded to Jiaoshu as husband and wife; if they were truly to abide by this agreement now, wouldn't they merely be illicit lovers?

"Qu Jing hasn't had the time these past few days; he has to prepare for the press conference. After all, he's an artist in my company—wouldn't I know whether he has time or not?" Xie Huai was also somewhat angered. So dressing up so beautifully was actually planned to go see Qu Jing.

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The words "Kyoto University School of Medicine" were a proper golden signboard—much like the phrase "studying abroad" in Xin Tong's era, gleaming with exceptional prominence and drawing every eye.

"Mr. Zhou, are you eating?" Zhang Dabiao was immediately drawn to the white-flour steamed buns and braised stew the moment he came up.

Logically speaking, terrain like this should make it easy to detect any abnormalities, yet Qi Yue and the six of them had walked all the way through, only to be ambushed head-on by hidden fierce beasts on several occasions.

"No..." said the old witch, "Aladdin said the matter was far too distant in the past, and even he cannot remember the date, so this question cannot count."

Wanyu began executing her criminal enterprise, extending her demonic claws toward the plate of tuna sushi closest to her.

Yet, upon inspecting Yun Qingrou just now, she discovered that the injury on Yun Qingrou's forehead was far more severe than she had imagined.

True Monarch Qianxi was a renowned figure throughout the entire cultivation world, famous for his mercilessness and iron-handed impartiality.

"How many times do I have to tell you? You can only address me that way when we're outside." Siyan coldly interrupted Fang Lan's words, startling Fang Lan into a full-body shudder.

If you truly have my master's best interests at heart, go defeat the Tower Master and let his alchemy furnace burn in the open light.

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Zhu Pingping could imagine what kind of reaction Bai Chacha would provoke by speaking up for her; surely Qi Yue could think of it too.

Jiang Chunyan hoped that Su Junhua would agree. Her meaning of "spending it together" went far beyond merely sharing a New Year's Eve dinner; rather, since everything had been laid out in the open and things had reached this point, they should simply live their lives together as a couple.

After a long silence, Lu Chen let out a sigh. He felt he had discovered a hidden, monumental secret—one that no master of any system throughout eternity had ever uncovered.

Gu Pan told Qin Yu to take a shower. Qin Yu picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it from the inside with a resounding bang.

"More than just knowing him! I was the one who slaughtered him with my own hands!" Mochizuki Ruoxiang's icy tone carried utter disdain.

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