Chapter 60 She Doesn't Play by the Rules

A chessboard was set up in the Xu family's floral hall.

Yan Bei sat on the left, and Xu He sat on the right. Outwardly, the two appeared to be on equal footing, but in reality, from the strands of their hair down to the tips of their toes, there was not a single thing that was equal!

Today, the Prince of Jingyang was not dressed as resplendently and dazzlingly as he had been at the Du residence the other day. Yet, simply in this everyday robe, tailored to absolute perfection, his naturally tall and imposing physique was wrapped like a sculpted statue.

Even as a man, Xu He could not help but—

"Shao Zhaomo!" Xie Anbo thrust his entire head forward, looking as though he might lunge over and take a bite out of Shao Zhaomo if the latter failed to make himself clear.

Before the curses ceased, the musician immediately closed his eyes to calculate Zhang Ning's hiding place. Yet, he seemed to have forgotten that the martial artist had already fallen, and the ascetic monk was struggling desperately to shake off the entanglement of those giant pythons; there was no one left by his side to act as his guard.

The atmosphere in the grand hall instantly froze as everyone looked toward Xiao Fang. Xiao Fang was one of the four great elders of the Xiao family, holding immense status, to whom even Xiao Ding had to yield three points.

"Gao Lin, are you still going to drink? If you admit defeat now, it's not too late," Le Fan said with a faint smile.

"Damn it! The plum blossoms blooming in six colors—this is Left-Handed Sorrow! Isn't he a member of the demon race? What is he trying to do?" cursed the musician within the team.

Moreover, having Le Fan spend his own money to participate in a project would make him far more invested than a project simply handed to him for free, for after all, that was his own hard-earned money.

And with friends who were so loyal and righteous, he certainly couldn't just hole up at home because of his family.

On the way to Gulangyu, after pondering for a moment, I called Fatty Tao. Once the call connected, Fatty Tao's groggy voice came from the other end. Without even greeting him, I immediately told him that Du Yao had been kidnapped.

After a long while, there was silence again. Seizing the opportunity, the four men dug their heels into their horses' flanks and charged out from an oblique angle. Seeing them break out, Shi Yuansun immediately rallied the outer circle of cavalry to form up and charge forward to provide support.

Wu Dingyuan was utterly bewildered, thinking to himself, "No matter, once I leave the mountain, I can just go and ask Doctor Yang." With Yang Suguan's profound erudition, he would surely be able to trace the origin of this.

He was stunned for a moment, only to see that his previously raised right arm had now detached from his body and fallen to the ground.

Yet, wasn't she already married to Wuming as his wife? And didn't she tragically die by poison? How could she still be in this world? And why was she burning incense before her own memorial tablet?

Before long, the various ministers still handling affairs at the two prefectures, along with Xue Kui and others, were all summoned. Zhao Ji had also arrived.

What on earth did the divine doctor need to accomplish? And what purpose did the three-chi-long red cord in the divine doctor's hand serve?

Subsequently, Lu Nan sought out Xu Jisheng and Xiao Hanqing respectively, clearly stating to them that Xingdong Corporation would shift its business focus toward affordable housing, characterized by low construction costs, uniform floor plans, and simplicity.

No matter how soundly and deeply a person slept, their chest should at least rise and fall slightly. Why, then, was Meng Hen's body completely motionless? It was as if there was not even a trace of breath left in him.

"Kuafu, open the Sumeru World, which is the Jade Rabbit Space." Xiao Wuyin did not even turn his head to glance at the Azure Dragon or the White Tiger, speaking directly to Li Kuafu.

With a speed impossible to catch with the naked eye, a battle saber glowing with a brownish light materialized in Yuan Tu's hand. With a single slash, a soul-shaking blade qi cleaved toward the barrier.

"No, no, I can't play this," Liu Yuan said, pushing up his glasses—a gesture he often made subconsciously.

Si Qianru took the princess to the side chamber to rest, while Nanny Gui had already sent someone to summon the imperial physician. The guards had also entered the temple, particularly the eight personal bodyguards who surrounded the princess's side chamber airtight, permitting no one to enter or exit.

The Xuanbing Sect had conjured a rime world right on the recruitment grounds—a freezing landscape of ice and snow, extraordinarily magnificent.