130 IF Route

Qin Song’s back ached. She hammered it a few times, then patted her face to compose herself before getting out of bed and walking to the outer room.

Seeing that the three individuals remained motionless, Miao Junxian grew impatient and spoke with harsh severity: "If you don't kneel down right now, I will have your legs broken." Miao Junxian was a man who acted on his words; blinded by rage, he had no qualms about his actions. Clearly, his hatred for Yi Heng was surging wildly; he, who had always looked down on others from a pedestal, had suffered profound "humiliation" at Yi Heng’s hands.

Fortunately, Lei Jingtian had anticipated this long ago and made preparations in advance, which prevented the shapeshifting, sentient Ten-Thousand-Revolution True Essence Pill from escaping.

Yang Zichen’s gaze remained sharp. He had witnessed Lin Chen’s moves just now and could clearly perceive that Lin Chen’s martial prowess far surpassed that of his younger brother, Yang Zixiao. If Yang Zixiao were to step up, he would only be courting humiliation, so he held him back.

"A weasel coming to offer New Year’s greetings early—what kind of good intentions could he possibly have?" Shen Buwen smiled with disdain. In his heart, he had already categorized Zhou Xueli as being on the same side as Zhou Tianlei—the opposition.

For some time, rumors had been swirling throughout Jingzhou. They had originally believed that Qin Song was shameless for clinging to Prince Zhao, and that the Prince, in his benevolence and helplessness, had accepted her time and again. However, the current reality was far different from those earlier speculations; Prince Zhao was deeply enamored with Qin Song, holding her in the palm of his hand wherever they went.

Regardless of whether Chen Jin considered them friends, he had at least acknowledged the favor this time. To Chen Jin, this debt was even greater than the one incurred within the Snow God Palace.

Lu Jinshi watched the approaching youth with vigilance, his right hand fumbling in his pocket, preparing to use his phone to communicate.

While keeping Hua Yan company, he was simultaneously monitoring Lin Hao’s movements in his mind. When he heard that Lin Hao intended to kill Long Aotian, he found it impossible to remain calm.

Especially given his poor health, if he were to pass away, no one in the Lu family serving as officials would be a match for the Zhen family. By then, Lu Jing and his sister would be at the mercy of the Zhen family.

Zhang Deshan’s unconditional indulgence toward Tong Menglin was a cover-up, a trampling and humiliation of the dignity of the law.

Song Hua rarely meddled in others' affairs, but having accepted Lou Qingqing as a younger sister, he felt a sense of responsibility; it was necessary for him to uncover the truth of the matter.

But if the old couple were to see the footage of Lin Jian looking like he wanted to commit murder, it would likely keep Mother Lin from sleeping well for many nights.

"It’s over, the snakes are all dead." The junior sister, kind-hearted by nature, couldn't help but feel her eyes redden at the sight of her.

Clearly, Wen Huanzhang, who couldn't flatter or bootlick, had no future. If he possessed such skills, given his years of experience in the capital, he would have likely become an official long ago instead of remaining a mere teacher.

He was joking, of course; right now, he was possessed by the spirit of the invincible, sharp-tongued Prime Minister Zhuge, and he had no fear of a war of words.

In truth, her plan had only hoped for her son to escape the bottom ten of his class; that would have already been an extraordinary performance.

The boatman, seeing Zhang San’s cowardly demeanor, lowered his guard. Fearing that a delay might lead to complications, he immediately raised his blade and stepped forward, intending to kick Zhang San into the water.

Upon hearing this, a flash of anxiety crossed Hain’s face, and he was about to speak, but Zhao Yuan waved his hand to interrupt him. Elder Mu Sang felt a surge of joy, knowing that Zhao Yuan’s decision had been made, and a smile appeared on his face.

Shusun Tong couldn't help but feel a further sense of contempt for the Xiongnu. However, he did not show it on his face, which remained pious, solemn, and humble.

"Thank you for your concern, I am doing quite well," Fang Yi said with a bow. To be honest, he was doing well; the desperate treatments he had undergone had brought him significant benefits, not only improving his qigong and physical strength but also refining his medical skills.

"Auntie, Brother Chen said he had some business to attend to and left, but he will be back later." Going to look at that mountain would likely be dangerous, so to keep Xu Qingyan from worrying, Le Xuan made up an excuse that Mo Chen had things to do.

At this moment, his divine consciousness felt as if it were in a very strange world—a vast, white expanse where he could not see what lay ahead, yet fragments of memory, like images, began to surface before Zhao Yuan.

He wandered forward aimlessly until, three hours later, his divine consciousness spotted a tombstone appearing a hundred zhang ahead!

Although he had thought of this, he was a step too slow, and as a result, he hadn't asked Manman immediately.

Shawshank was surprisingly straightforward, acting as if he had her trapped. With a few twists and turns, he vanished into the dense thickets nearby without alerting any of the guards or mercenaries.

Su Weina had no choice. Not everyone was a workaholic; there were plenty of staff members at Haicheng Satellite TV who left as soon as work was over. Her matters weren't particularly urgent, so she couldn't force them to stay for overtime.

Following the clatter of the dagger hitting the ground, the man with the duck-like voice let out a blood-curdling scream, clutching his bleeding hand as he rolled on the ground, several blood-soaked fingers lying on the floor.

"…I can understand the decision you’ve made, Weina, but I don’t support it. What happened to never bowing your head? What happened to the courage you spoke of? Weina, I really wish I could force you to continue the race."