Eighty-eight

"Xiao Jiang, why did you call her here?" Wei Qing's anger had not yet subsided.

"For the task you assigned me, Grandpa Wei," Zhuang Jiang replied sweetly. "By the way, I'll still need your help with this matter. Let me explain..."

Zhuang Jiang looped her arm through Wei Qing's and led him outside, while Chen Ping...

Xiao Wan was in a panic, her knuckles white as she gripped her phone. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall such a person.

Her tone was calm, yet radiated immense confidence. With just a few simple words, she left Xiao Yan momentarily stunned, his mind wandering off into endless possibilities.

He immediately frowned, glaring in her direction. The matron's heart quailed under his gaze—she might dare to talk back once, but never truly defy him.

With a wide gape, a swirling black arcane wind arose, shrouding the entire formation.

Qin Tian's work performance now was truly contradictory. He shouldn't hide his abilities, but he couldn't afford to appear too clever either—a situation that left him frustrated.

That intense fear and helplessness gave rise to another strange sensation. Indescribable, as if it were longing, or perhaps simply a heartbeat singed by the other's warmth.

"It's not your fault. Even if they hadn't killed, the Japanese would have silenced everyone. Besides, they too lost their families because of my father's actions," Zhao Feixue said, knowing the truth yet unable to express her feelings.

"In a few days, the invitations will probably arrive. Think about what gifts to prepare," Shen Songlin remarked.

"Sorry, Boss Zhao, this is an arrest warrant. You'll have to come with us," Liu Gang said, holding up the warrant.

The system was infuriated by her attitude. It had expected her to be obedient and easy to control, never imagining she would behave like this.

"I am your contracted beast; whenever you wish, you can destroy me!" When Mo Junyan said this, his eyes flickered for an instant, but he quickly resumed his usual sycophantic expression.

At this moment, I felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and happiness. In truth, happiness is simple—it doesn't depend on wealth or power, but on a family peacefully together.

He let out a long sigh, staring at the resolute face in the mirror, forcing the corners of his mouth up, trying to smile.

"Grand Steward Miao, something terrible has happened! Those princes have all been rescued by warriors emerging from underground!" The inner factory was in chaos.

The policeman with triangular eyes stared at Li Shangshan, his gaze bright, yet his gun was still trained on Li Shangshan's vital spot, making Tian Tian beside him shriek in terror.

Seeing Ma Donglai's expression turn ashen as if he'd caught his wife cheating, Xu Ying hurried forward to shield Liang Shan, trying to calm him.

For a race, the most crucial matter is not any external possession, but the continuation of the race itself.

Zhu Xun, seeing this, quickly called to Mao Zhu and the others to pick up the medicine baskets and deliver them to the medical hall. Then he led them inside.

As usual, Uncle Mo came to greet us in the courtyard. When we entered the main house, I sensed Shen'er's nervousness, so I squeezed her hand tightly. Shen'er gave me a grateful smile, then walked determinedly by my side toward the grand entrance.

Liang Shan watched as Ji Min's figure disappeared into the house. For some reason, a pang of heartache welled up within him, then he followed the others into the office.

When Yao Dashuo was brought before Pang Hui, the latter even wondered if his men had fetched a beggar from beneath a bridge.

A guard knelt before Gai Tiancheng and said, "I failed to protect His Majesty, and deserve death a thousand times over." The other guards also knelt in turn.

Shi Hui was secretly pleased; she knew that Su Yuanyuan, spoiled into foolishness by her family, was bound to believe her words.

"There was a reason for it. He snuck off to race behind my back. Even beating him was letting him off easy. The fact I haven't thrown him out of the house is already generous," Mr. Cheng said with resentment.