The Twenty-Ninth Human Trafficker (I)

Qin Mingyue spread out the medicinal herb seeds sent by Zhao Guoji, sorted out the substandard ones, and planted the rest in flowerpots to germinate so she could observe their growth habits. However, this made the courtyard feel even smaller, forcing her to have a flower rack built to hold all the pots.

"What kind of flowers is the concubine planting this time?" the maids and matrons in the courtyard asked, curious, assuming she was merely gardening.

"You will see once they sprout," Qin Mingyue replied.

Scarlet blood spilled from Hu'ercha's lips as he stared at Su Ying in disbelief. Everything he had done was in accordance with his master's wife's orders, so why had things turned out this way?

"Let me rest for a moment, will you?" After saying this, Gu Yue walked out without waiting for their reply. Following the hallway, he reached the water dispenser, poured a cup of hot water, and gulped it down.

Less than twenty minutes later, Ye Yu had already walked into the coffee shop. Adek had arrived long ago, and seeing Ye Yu enter, he waved him over.

My mind wandering, I looked up at Qu Pangtou, only to see him and Chen Hugan making faces at me while muttering something under their breaths.

"Arm Thrust, Sudowoodo!" Yan Ying shouted back, undeterred, changing his command just as the two Pokémon were a single step apart.

Wang Zhenyu now relied heavily on Chen Hongji, so naturally, he found it difficult to refuse such a connection and readily agreed.

The men were stunned for a moment, then looked at Qin Feng as if they had seen a monster. They chattered and jabbered, their eyes filled with unconcealable terror.

Many people had heard of eating in a cafeteria, but this was the first time most had ever attended a banquet held in one.

"Heh, you coward, are you blaming your own failure on Feng Shui? Wang Yang, you are the most despicable coward I have ever met. The children of our Emperor are honorable men who would rather commit seppuku than suffer such humiliation. You are truly no man," Oda Ai said coldly.

Meanwhile, at the summit of Mount Longhu, inside the Shangqing Palace, the elders of the Celestial Master's Mansion were gravely discussing how to deal with Qin Hao.

He pulled the quilt back for her, leaned down to kiss her forehead, and picked up his phone to call Yin Ruochen.

At this moment, the busiest place in all of Mount Fengxia was the county magistrate's office. The sprawling complex of over a dozen courtyards and a massive garden was completely surrounded by commoners. They were packed in layer upon layer, leaving no room to pass, and they took shifts day and night, refusing to leave.

Ye Jiujiu increased her strength and pushed Feng Mojing away. Being pressed together like that made them feel hot, as if a fire had been stoked, spreading uncontrollably and leaving Ye Jiujiu with a sense of insecurity.

Sure enough, a moment later, he saw the figures of Puyu, Yuanming, and Yuanqing appear one after another; there was no telling how long they had been hiding there.

"Alright, once the fight starts, are we going to run or help him?" Hehua paused, nodded, and then gave a mischievous smile.

"What?" Old Man Li's booming voice rose by ten degrees as he cried out in shock. He turned to look at Jing He and her companion, but as he turned, he kept walking forward and ended up crashing straight into a pillar, his back pressed against the wood.

Because calling him "Grandmaster" was too abrupt, Ji Weiwei changed her address to "Mr. Feng," though in the future, she would likely be calling him her brother-in-law.

A cold glint shot from Qin Feng's sleeve like a venomous snake, piercing deeply into the man's throat.

But now was not the time to think about that; he had to figure out how to handle Li Yu's interrogation.

Thus, when the donkey cart arrived in town, they hurriedly bought what they needed and, without a thought of wandering around, rushed straight to the horse market.