Volume 1, Chapter 21: Let Us Not Disturb Each Other, and May We Both Fare Well

“Don’t worry, my dear. The Jiang family won’t be able to touch that project. What’s yours is yours.”
After they came out, seeing Jiang Wan’s slight disappointment, Chu Lingtian couldn’t help but comfort her.
“It’s alright, it’s just one project. It wouldn’t hurt to let them have it.”
Jiang Wan smiled, trying to appear indifferent.
In truth, when she heard Chu Lingtian say Huang Yancheng was his friend, she already knew he was probably just trying to protect her fragile pride by saying so.
She didn’t want to make things difficult for Chu Lingtian, nor did she want to expose his lie.
That’s why she acted so nonchalantly.
Chu Lingtian immediately saw through her thoughts and sighed in exasperation...
After Yi Xiu finished speaking, Xuan Zhenzi, under the guidance of Master Miao Yi, nodded and added, “Recently, rumors have been spreading between the forces of good and evil that our Emei sect has been suppressed by a hidden sect, suffering a crushing defeat and forced to retreat to our base to recuperate.”
Xue Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly heard Luo Xiang’s chilling voice: “Mistress, since our alliance, the masks have been torn off. Do you really think there’s any way back now?” It was Luo Xiang using secret transmission to speak to her.
“It’s not a big company; it won’t take much time, at most half a morning to settle.” She resolved firmly not to board that sinking ship again.
“I’m sorry, husband.” Xi Yizheng pressed tightly against his chest, sensing the worry behind his unfinished words.
His strong, dependable back, and his neat, glossy black hair—just the way she liked it. Unlike the thugs on the streets, or the men abroad.

At this moment, the Saintess Wudang had long abandoned her earlier disdain. Initially, after witnessing the Turtle Spirit Saintess easily defeat two Great Sorcerers, Wudang had regarded these sorcerers as all talk and little power.
“Wait! He started this! If you’re going to arrest me, then you should arrest him too!” Li Yunfei shouted, pointing at Chai Lingwu, who was groaning on the ground.
Lele had vicious thoughts then: Did that boy break up with her because he saw the dirt on her hand when they held hands? Or because when he got close to Huang Rong, he noticed her neck was blackened?
“I’ll say it again: if Hui’er isn’t handed over within ten minutes, this place will become a mass grave!” Ye Canxue’s cold voice rang out once more.
Xi Yizheng looked at the workers, all smiling politely, and felt a surge of emotion—everyone was just trying to make a living, it wasn’t easy. She quietly decided that if the new factory hired people, these old employees could be given suitable positions.
Li Qiuran snapped back to reality and suddenly leapt outside, his figure vanishing like a phantom from Zhuge Wuming’s sight.
As for this, Yue Ling’er was helpless; after all, she knew too little about the terrain of the upper realm.
Seeing her smiling counterpart, Hao Yi’s hair stood on end, and he shook his head in disbelief.
“You’re not tired; you’re afraid of the consequences. You fear that in the end, he really is Er Gou, and that would hurt deeply,” Lin Fan said softly, then glanced at Gao Yuanzhe.
The man took a drag of his cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and a sly smile curved at the corner of his mouth.
“Lingling!” Chu Yunfeng was shocked by Lingling’s bold move. He hadn’t expected her to be so fierce. It was too late to stop her. He grabbed the bloodied Dissolution Sword and watched helplessly as Lingling collapsed.
Old Man and Fish: “Although the salted fish is a pain, its attributes are terrifyingly good, even better than the boss.” After speaking, he shared a battle report.
However, the Tang Dynasty never had much intention; it just developed steadily, simply refusing to let the West regain peace.

Liu Ruoshi denied: “I did receive the guitar from Mimi.” She even sent a photo of the guitar.
Hao Yi’s eyes widened; he lunged forward and tore off the mask of the man in front of him.
Hidden in the shadows, Zhuque trembled at the news sent by their master’s good intentions, thinking the master was a bit foolish! Should she report this scene and these words back to the master?
The next mission was simple beyond measure. The sixty- to seventy-level fierce ghosts were nothing but appetizers to the Silver Armored Corpse, which shredded them in a few strikes. One person and one corpse wandered through the deadly land and finally found a corpse king.
The battle ended with the Silver Armored Corpse utterly defeated, the explosion’s force crashing down and engulfing it.
With such a carefully laid plan by his sister, Chong Yu of the Sixth Division couldn’t help but be tempted. But thinking of his sister going into the fray, even if only a contest, his heart was filled with reluctance.
The old master glared disapprovingly at his eldest son, but his own heart was full of rage. Were it not for his refined upbringing, he might have shouted angrily like his son.
The playful network admin’s arrogance evaporated visibly, especially when seven or eight students from Longshan High School surrounded the bar menacingly, his aura weakened to the point of insignificance.
Qiao Yan laughed at his stern and serious demeanor, while Yuchi Hong remained solemn. Qiao Yan thought helplessly, when would she ever see him smile?
Qiao Yan’s mouth hung slightly open, unsure what to say. They had dined together only a handful of times, yet he could deduce her food preferences as if by magic. Did this not prove he observed her carefully and cared deeply?
Since starting to cook porridge, Mu Liunian had gradually learned a few tricks from the maids and imperial doctors, knowing that diverting attention could effectively ease Qian Xia’s morning sickness. So he didn’t mind bringing up somewhat gloomy topics at this time.