Chapter 60: The Mother Knows How to Handle People, the Daughter Knows How to Please

After Chen Yuanshan left, Hua Li took out a small bag of marbles, which Luo Yan recognized as the very glass marbles she had used to make Qu Yingqiu trip.

"Yanyan, tell Mom, where did these marbles come from?"

They naturally came from Xiao Xiu during the morning recess.

Luo Yan thought, "Brother, marbles..."

Right, since Xiao Xiu couldn't speak, he was the most suitable scapegoat. Besides, the marbles originally belonged to him anyway, so framing him wasn't entirely unjust.

Xiao Xiu had given them to Luo Yan to play with. How could it be such a coincidence?

"Since that's the case, then if you win this award again, you'll perform it publicly in front of everyone, alright?" Ha Ji-won asked playfully, pressing the question.

"This Britney..." Jiang Cheng looked at Britney with lifeless eyes, watching her back slowly recede into the distance as a sense of involuntary dejection settled deep within his gaze.

Lei Dachuang was driven frantic by anxiety. He turned the Tianshan Sect upside down, yet still failed to find any trace of Ma Xiaoyao.

The teasing had gone far enough. At the same time, to hint that Yoona was not on bad terms with Seohyun, Lee Yong-joo dropped the gossip and began questioning Jung Shin-chingu and Yoona in earnest.

The rewards from previous competitions might still be considered precious to wizards in the apprentice stage, but in the eyes of the vast majority of official wizards, those meager items amounted to nothing at all. As for the Domain Egg, let alone wizard apprentices, even many lower and middle-tier wizards might potentially go mad for it.

Yuri and Seohyun exchanged blank glances, feeling as though there were ten thousand complaints they wanted to voice yet having no idea where to even begin. You? Jessica? Self-management?

Meanwhile, observing the scene below, that uncanny and mesmerizing young man whom he did not recognize was locked in a standoff with Logut. Clearly, he was no weakling; otherwise, such a deadlock would never have arisen.

After arranging their respective rooms, the Wind Demon Wizard and the Crimson Lotus Wizard chose not to stay and lodge here with the disciples.

"An attack approaching the level of an official wizard should still be unable to deal a fatal blow to it, right?" Roger recalled Harrison's assessment of the parasitic mother's strength, and his heart felt far from optimistic.

"So, someone even managed to sneak all the way into your room while you were sleeping, and you still had no idea?" Bi Qianmo made no effort to conceal the trace of sarcasm in his tone.

"Brother Peng is not someone you can get to see just whenever you want to," Wang Xinsong sneered coldly. What kind of nobodies were these, clamoring to see Brother Peng? Was Brother Peng someone just anyone could meet so easily?

At that moment, several top-tier experts from the Hell Gate by his side simultaneously drew their long sabers and lunged fiercely toward Ye Fei.

Xu Qingshen glanced over. The lighting in that area was somewhat dim, so she straightened up and walked across. Ling Shiyin was standing right in front of a vast expanse of curtains, her dress sweeping along the floor. As Xu Qingshen passed behind her, Ling Shiyin was engrossed in conversation with the person before her and paid her no attention whatsoever.

In truth, she could have had Xiao Ye contact Bi Qianmo, but she was terrified—terrified that the cruel truth might mirror this ominous premonition. Therefore, not only did she not dare mention it to Xiao Ye, but she lacked even the courage to breathe a word of it to Guan Muhua.

During the New Year, the two of them had even made a special trip to the temple to pray for Fangfang's marriage prospects. Then Li Baoxiang suddenly appeared, making them wonder if this was where the divination had finally manifested.

A young man who was capable of starting a business back in his college days and now ran his own shop—such a youth naturally commanded everyone's welcome.

Amidst a flurry of destruction, the remains of the decayed soldiers in the plaza were thoroughly smashed to pieces, prompting quite a few martial artists to curse and grumble under their breath.

Miyamoto Sanwu snapped to his realization in an instant. To be able to take down those guarding police officers in such a short span of time with virtually no resistance—only their "own people" inside this house could possibly have accomplished that.

Seeing that she was not going to pursue the matter further, the wife of Sun Quanliang hurriedly expressed her gratitude, swore up and down to keep a close eye on him from then on, and quickly hurried away.

Although this father-in-law of hers was not an exceptionally extraordinary man, he possessed a breadth of mind and a quiet wisdom that neither Madam Li nor most other people could match, along with a crystal-clear understanding of what he needed to do and what he ought to do.