Chapter 45: Dinner-Table Pressure to Have a Baby and Fierce Defensiveness of One’s Young
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“Have another child of your own?”
Lin Wanyi said it in a light, gentle manner.
Yet her words shattered the harmonious atmosphere that had just taken shape around the dinner table.
The air suddenly grew rather delicate. Even Uncle Fu, who was serving the dishes nearby, unconsciously slowed his movements by half a beat.
Zhou Susu’s hand paused slightly around her chopsticks.
She knew the second “main course” had been served.
This question was even more difficult than the earlier one about “…”
Wang Jian and the others still had not left. They appeared determined not to go until they saw Ye Chen.
Outside the tent, Night Sheng’s trusted men stood guard. When entering or leaving the Bloodstone, Ling and Big Fenfen were there to protect them as well.
Xu Zhendong spread out his palm and placed it against his. After circulating his true energy slightly, a rather immense surge of it rushed into his body, immediately transforming his meridians. Familiar with their pathways, it guided the various functions of his body.
“You don’t believe me? Heh. You’ll know once you’ve tried it.” Yu Mo shrugged and pretended to speak casually.
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In Night Sheng’s hands, she could never last more than three exchanges before being defeated—unless Night Sheng was deliberately going easy on her.
“Get lost!” The middle-aged woman was accustomed to hard labor and possessed astonishing strength. With one fierce shove, Ke Anyan’s slender arms and legs sent him flying backward.
Sun Xiangchen had no idea what his father had done to Su Lan in the past. He only knew that Li Jue was terrifying: for no apparent reason, he had captured him and brought him here, then subjected him to brutal torture while forcing him to reveal his father’s whereabouts.
He had opened a bar in Jianye District and gone to pay his respects to Zhao Zhishan. Though he had failed to gain Zhao’s approval, he had already been marked. If he left Jianye District and entered another powerful man’s territory, he would certainly not be welcomed.
Still, he had some selfish motives. Given Yang Xiao’s cultivation and talent, even if he became a disciple of the Qiling Sect, he might one day surpass him in strength. Then the radiance of the sect master might be eclipsed. Would that not amount to raising a tiger only to invite trouble?
At that instant, she smiled happily. Whether it was true or not, she laughed like a child, radiant as fireworks.
“Go ahead and hold out your hands too. Let me have a look. Your hands are still so young. Apart from being a little rough, where is there even the slightest sign of old age?”
It was only that her son had yet to return from his mission, and there was no word from him. Even if she wanted to teach him a lesson, she had no idea where to find him.
Every country would have one or two dragons protecting it, and the only way to rise above the rest in that world was to drink dragon’s blood.
Daoist Tongling touched the string of bone beads around his chest and calmly faced the group of menacing demons before him. Not the slightest ripple of emotion appeared on his face.
Without a doubt, just as every human being possessed unique fingerprints, the fluctuations of the soul contained an identifying mark belonging to every living creature—one even easier to recognize than fingerprints.
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The more they talked, the more they found themselves in agreement. Wang Ming had even forgotten why he had come there in the first place. Just as he was about to continue sharing his experiences, a series of mobile-phone ringtones suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
Mishou walked out of the cage. Her plan was to unite the great nobles of Yuannan and expose the Shadow Society’s conspiracy. Yet the farther she went, the more people were imprisoned inside the cage.
Xiangsi was opening a branch this time for two reasons. First, it was meant to provide some pocket money for He Fu, Yao Feifei, and Tang Xiangxiang, who would be staying in Nanjing for the time being. Gu Yao had merely joined in on a whim; it was better than nothing, and it could also ease some of their financial burden.
She looked gently at Lingyu again and could not help wondering: if she had not been punished by the Demon Venerable and sent to this place back then, what would the consequences have been now?
After the second half had been played out in full for forty-five minutes, the fourth official on the touchline raised the electronic board and added two minutes of stoppage time.
Before Yuxian had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard these words from Yan Yi.
Hearing this, I fell silent. I had the distinct feeling that this old man might be the greatest mastermind behind everything. But what was he trying to accomplish?