Chapter 32: Sanyang Mountain Walnuts

Jiang Yuan arranged the red-fleshed pomelo on a plate and walked out, winking at Cheng Yubai as she moved. "I won't be polite then. I've had my eye on several skins I couldn't bring myself to buy; I'll send you the list tonight."

Infected by her playful smile, Cheng Yubai felt a sudden urge to spare no expense and gift her every skin she wanted right then and there. "Don't wait until tonight—send it to me right now."

Jiang Yuan carried the pomelo back into the courtyard and invited Xu Xiaofeng and the others to eat.

"By the way, Kirche, when exactly was the civil unrest in Albion quelled?" Sikong Xu suddenly asked Kirche.

Nearby, a burly man saw them distracted and tried to sneak away. Unfortunately, he had only taken two steps when a flash of sword light hissed past his cheek and buried itself deep into the wall. Qu Qingran’s icy voice drifted from behind him.

"So, are these ghosts friend or foe? Aren't you all of the same kind? Is it possible to communicate with them?" Lan Ling asked.

The Poison Scorpion Society seemed to have given up on the pursuit; by the time Fang Zheng and his group reached the foot of the Yan Yun Sect’s mountain, they encountered no more assassins.

Previously, it was Siqing who had framed her, but this time, it was she who had brought disaster upon Siqing, uttering such harsh words and even reprimanding the guests of the Drunken Red Pavilion.

"But we have no idea how long this Emperor Diga has been in seclusion or when he will emerge. Are we really just going to keep waiting like this?" Kong Jingtian suddenly frowned and asked.

Xuanyuan Yi spoke, loosening his fist as a trace of residual dark purple aura dissipated. He lowered his arm and began walking toward Lan Ling, step by step.

Ye Kai nodded slightly. Lin Yaqing had found a ready-made factory, and a significant number of employees from Yaqing Cosmetics had followed her, so there was really nothing to worry about.

Xun Yi let out a long sigh; looking at her aggrieved expression, he didn't even know what to say. The first thing he did upon returning to the City Lord's mansion was to check her leg injury. The moment he lifted her pant leg, he felt an urge to explode with fury.

"Heh, why do you ask? You killed his nephew and slaughtered so many of the Shen family; it is only natural for them to seek revenge. Since you weren't there, he killed the head of the house and the others! Our Fang family is so unlucky to be saddled with you—you are the root of all this!" the old man sneered.

Li Xiaoyi sighed. The brevity of the Main God’s mission surprised him, but he knew that since this movie was ranked so late in the sequence, the task would be anything but easy. Of course, the priority was to deal with these two newcomers first.

Seeing that Ling Xiao had taken his punch without retaliating or speaking, simply staring at him, Yuanye Xiong’s rage soared again, and he threw another punch. This action made Sakura furious once more; just as she was about to intervene, she saw Ling Xiao react and managed to suppress her anger.

No harm had come to Zhou Bo. If rumors of harm to Zhou Bo had spread, the massive Moon of the Otherworld would have long since pulverized Uchiha Madara into dust.

I was wearing a cream-colored short blazer and a black knee-length pencil skirt today. My clothes were a mess. Even looking down, I could see a piece of egg flower hanging from my collar and a crescent-shaped slice of tomato hooked onto a button.

No one is without a longing for power, nor does anyone lose the pursuit of it. Therefore, in the face of power, who would care about the fear of barbarians? Before true treasure, any danger is viewed with indifference, and no matter how great the peril, it is difficult to block the greedy hearts of men.

With the sound of the door opening, Chen Dahai strolled in slowly with his trusted subordinate, White Dog. Seeing his second brother, he greeted him with a polite smile.

Hao Nan’s gaze turned toward the soul energy below, which was suffused with a ghostly white hue. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face—he had not expected this yang-natured soul energy to be so vast.