Chapter 56: Forgive Me, Madam

That day at the Du family residence, when the public announcement of the adopted son status fell through, Xu He had actually breathed a sigh of relief afterward.
Little did he expect that merely two days later, Du Yu would arrive straight to his doorstep with the official documents in hand.
Was this not a blatant attempt to force his compliance?
Resentment churned within Xu He's heart.
Yet, upon second thought, he straightened his back somewhat and said, "Since we are establishing a familial bond, it must be done with utmost propriety and formality. Otherwise, wouldn't it give outsiders cause to accuse the Marquis's estate of lacking decorum?"
Du Yu...
Naruto's actions drew Sasuke's attention, though Sasuke certainly did not believe such a trap could manage to ambush a Jonin.
"Damn you, bastard. It really was you who betrayed us," one of the servants cursed angrily.
Ye Zang merely smiled coldly, picked up the Blood-Thirst Blade, and hurled it toward Li Jue. Refusing to show weakness, Li Jue manipulated the otherworldly flames dancing on the horizon to fly toward Ye Zang. In the clash of these two forces, who would ultimately emerge as the stronger one?
Ye Zang and the others witnessed an incredible sight: the tusks of that wild boar grew even longer and sharper, abruptly uprooting trees. The sound produced as the boar tossed its head and flung the trees aside finally convinced Ye Zang that he was not experiencing a hallucination.
"Ah, it is my fault. I will go notify the family head right away," the man said, though in his heart, he was wishing Ye Zang would simply get hopelessly lost.
"Mistress," Qing Shuang almost lost control the moment he laid eyes on Miao Ruolan. All the heavy burdens of the past sixteen years had rested entirely upon his shoulders; even as a sword spirit, he had nearly broken down under the strain.
No one wished to go out and gawk. In weather like this, even martial artists were unwilling to linger outside a moment longer.
Moreover, as Locke and his party advanced further, the unusual signs discovered by the Zerg worker drones and Lisa gradually came into view before Locke and the others.
As the vines parted, the martial artists gathered atop the Tiger-Phoenix Tower looked upon the gruesome scene with churning stomachs, unable to suppress a bout of dry heaving.
Ye Yaotiao removed a braised bone she had been gnawing on from her lips, nodded at the butler, and the butler subsequently took his leave.
After all, as an incoming theater chain, they were bound to encounter a certain degree of exclusion and pressure. Not to mention anything else, simply securing film sources was a problem; no mature theater chain company could possibly rely solely on Hong Kong to sustain itself.
"I am only concerned that there might be changes to Fengjin's new plan for the East China market. The crucial point is that the Xinbo Style project is still ongoing. Should we terminate this cooperation with Chen, the resulting negative economic impact would be severe," Ding Boyuan worriedly remarked.
The mercenary guild at the border frontier was a bustling, noisy place filled with all sorts of people, even including two-meter-tall beastmen, all waiting to accept or turn in quests.
He tossed all of his removed clothing into the car, then took out a lighter to spark a flame, staring blankly at the vehicle.
The old man seemed exceedingly fond of his disciple; far from reprimanding him, he patiently offered an explanation instead.
However, the divine beast statues that the three of them had continuously carried upon their backs had already vanished, though it was unclear where they had been concealed.
Yet, for such an elite guard detachment, their assignment was merely to be responsible for camp perimeter security? And furthermore, located within the relatively stable capital?
"That's right, let me mention something to you. Chen Jing died at the hospital, and they are still investigating the cause of death," the chubby policeman said with a helpless expression.
Only then did Red Spear realize he had nearly lost his composure, and he hurriedly composed himself, inwardly praying to finish his meal and depart as quickly as possible.
Jin Xiangyang felt a flicker of displeasure, but perhaps wishing to avoid making a spectacle of himself before outsiders, he did not press the matter.
With that, Murong Chen directly withdrew the Halberd of Heavenly Might that had been pointing at Zhao Yun's throat. Without so much as a glance at Zhao Yun, Murong Chen leaped once more onto his warhorse, awaiting the adversary's response. However, Murong Chen cast a sidelong, covert glance at Liu Bei.