Volume 1, Chapter 21: Rescuing Hongying

As Xiao Bo-han carried her along the way, he felt the temperature of Meng Ling’s body gradually rising. A strange sensation stirred within him, and as he looked down at her breathtaking, flawless complexion, he felt an urge to press his lips against her alluring, sensuous mouth.

The ship-men had their own operatives in Wujiaji; Hailang, the sworn brother of Seal, was stationed there. Li Xiang had not seen him earlier, but now he had caught sight of him.

He snatched the chopsticks from her hand and beckoned a waiter, instructing them to bring a clean pair for Zhao Yaping.

"You are mistaken. I did it to rest. I never expected my body to react this way; it must be something you did yourself," Andy said, continuing with another game. Although it had been a long time since he had played it, his rank was still at the top.

Qin Yi shook his head inwardly. After a moment of thought, he whispered to those beside him, telling them to step outside and signal Scholar Su to come in.

Xiao Bo-han walked into the inner room, leaned against the bed, and fell into a deep, comfortable sleep, sprawled out in the shape of the character "tai."

Chairman Xiao possessed extraordinary business acumen. He was always able to introduce new topics to prompt Director Ning and President Hu to speak, while he himself listened attentively with a smile, nodding in agreement, offering encouraging gestures, and feigning contemplation. He effortlessly elevated the atmosphere of the banquet.

As Yuer spoke, she observed the reactions of those around her. Seeing the complex expressions on their faces, she could not quite tell what they were thinking.

South Fishing Village was surrounded by the sea on three sides, but there were many scattered fishing villages beyond it that were even more isolated. Now that the fishing industry in South Fishing Village was flourishing, it was a positive development for them as well. They were discussing the construction of a direct road to the village to facilitate future operations.

A thousand years ago, there existed a powerful and evil mage who commanded a formidable force known as the "Hand of Darkness."

If he were to find out that I am Qu Jing, I cannot imagine whether I would be a corpse the very next moment.

"How could there still be so many flowers at this time of year?" Yi Ning walked slowly toward them, staring at the fifty-square-meter area before her, her mouth agape in utter disbelief.

He had originally intended not to go, but upon hearing the name "Su Wuxi," Yuan Heting changed his mind. He changed his clothes, got into his car, and drove toward his company building.

"Whoosh!" With one breath, she blew out the candles, and everyone applauded, offering her their heartfelt wishes.

"Moni, I cannot go over there right now, but you are my best friend, and you absolutely cannot let Su Wuxi off so easily." Zhong Linlan continued to brainwash Moni, attempting to incite her to seek revenge on her behalf.

Si Mo’s steps felt heavy. When Su Hanyu spoke that day, he had sensed that the method she intended to use was likely not a good one, though he had not expected it to be this. While he had agreed with it at the time, he no longer felt the same way now.

This time, however, it was different. He could not discern Xiang Tianyu’s thoughts at all, nor his memories.

Staying at home with him was like being imprisoned. She had long wanted to go find Mei Qiqi, but she knew without a doubt that Si Ruiyuan would never agree to it.

However, because the terrain on the opposite side was too high, kneeling blocked his line of sight, making it impossible to secure the kill. Chen Ge felt a lingering sense of frustration.

It was not until the third car drove away without cause that Big Guy began to realize the gravity of the situation.

Once he had finished speaking, several lieutenants stepped forward to offer their strategies, but Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song pointed out the flaws in each one.

When Zhan Silake and the five elders saw the God of War Alliance looking toward Zhan Hu—who was surreptitiously trying to slip away—they realized this matter must have something to do with him.

Pei Qian slapped his thigh, thinking that he would treat this as betting on Su Zhe, a potential stock. He gritted his teeth, stomped his heel, and turned to head to the street to "restock" for Su Zhe.

Was it possible that these five strange elves were not actually here to cause trouble or steal the Dark Shard? An Moer began to feel a sliver of doubt.

Ever since she received news that Su Zhe was going to Italy, she had been plotting to orchestrate a "chance encounter." Now that it had become reality, she felt as if she were drifting through a dream.

The phrase "the Guo family" left Chen Ting stunned and speechless once again. In truth, Guo Nianfei only regarded Guan Xiaotong as a friend with no ulterior motives, but Guo Nianfei’s grandmother, Zhang Ya, did not see it that way. Perhaps Zhang Ya’s fondness stemmed from her love of the television dramas Guan Xiaotong starred in.

Guo Qingcheng felt a tickling sensation in her palm but understood nothing. She looked at Su Zhe with a blank expression, and seeing her silence, Su Zhe put on a look of sudden, profound realization.

Lin Peng helped Luo Cheng up and walked over to Tu Shu, looking him over from head to toe. To Lin Peng’s astonishment, other than a tiny speck of blood on his brow, there was not a single sign of injury on Tu Shu! Even his clothes were pristine, without a hint of dust.

Feeling the passage of time once more, Zhuang Jian felt a shiver of dread. The sensation of his vitality slipping away filled his heart with urgency; there was nothing more terrifying than feeling one’s own life ebbing away.

That spot was too sensitive, rarely touched even while bathing. As the man touched it, she felt as though a fragile piece of glass had been struck by a stone, shattering into pieces.

Wang Chongyang accidentally triggered the mechanism of the Dragon-Severing Stone, and the entire ancient tomb groaned as if it were about to collapse. Everyone was startled and scrambled away from the tomb entrance.

As soon as they stepped out of the Jiangnan Spring, the temperature dropped sharply, and people on the street were already wrapped in furs and down jackets.

Having spent these years by Old General Bai’s side, she hadn't learned much else, but riding a horse was no problem. She drove the carriage herself, following the main road as it wound outward. The mountain wilderness was not too remote, or it would have been incredibly difficult to find her way out.

Everyone on the streets knew that Chen Sanxiong was responsible for the injury to Xia Ling’s father. Xia Ling had persistently visited departments to file complaints; although there was little progress and the various agencies provided no direct response, her actions had already unsettled many people.

Because even if he did not agree, given Bai Ranwei’s temperament, she would not listen anyway. It was better to simply agree.

"Heh, you have always known I was pregnant. This is my child, but it is also yours. Why must you be at odds with your own child?" Her words were clearly a reproach, yet she was unwilling to say anything more.