Chapter 41: Arguing Over a Packet of Instant Noodles

Yu Danxue and the other guests, along with several bystanders, followed the voice and saw an elderly man in his fifties looking at them with deep dissatisfaction.
Some people strongly agreed with what the old man said.
"Instant noodles are indeed junk food, and children in particular should avoid eating them. For a celebrity to make such remarks will only mislead a lot of people."
"My grandchildren have never been allowed to eat outside food since they were little. It's unhygienic and loaded with heavy oil and salt—how could it ever compare to home-cooked meals?"
He had always been curious as to why so much of Zeng Qing's background bore such a striking resemblance to Yaoyao's. From her educational attainment and intelligence to her appearance and everything else, Zeng Qing was practically like a sister to Yaoyao. Compared to Yaoyao, Zeng Qing even seemed more like Lando, who had been missing for years.
The man wrapped a strong arm around her, drawing her entirely into his embrace. His hot palm pressed directly against the place he longed to cup. It had been far too long since their last intimacy, and the memory of that day drove him utterly wild with desire.
He spoke in a low voice, then dropped to his knees and crawled toward Jun Shuang. The look in his eyes was filled with incomparable greed, startlingly reminiscent of a beast starved for days and nights that had suddenly stumbled upon a delicious meal.
The malicious words coming out of his mouth instantly caused Luo Zhiyuan to lose his usual composure. He stepped forward and delivered a resounding slap with the back of his hand, leaving Huang Guanrong dizzy and shrieking continuously.
"Stop right there!" shouted Fatty Er. He had seen the situation clearly just now; those who threw the first punches were unfamiliar faces whose backgrounds were completely unknown. However, since this was happening on the turf of the Thirteen Taibaos and he had run into it himself, he could not simply ignore it.
"Do not fret, young lady. I have a stratagem that can assist you..." the guard said to Aoi Akiko with a mysterious air.
An Qin also smiled, her tense heart instantly growing lighter. He was still by her side, still caring about her, wasn't he?
The Coming-of-Age Rite was an important custom in the Divine Prefecture of the Vast Sea Continent. Ranked alongside the full-month celebration, the wedding, and the funeral as the four major customs of the continent, its immense significance to the people was evident.
The third stage of a cultivator's journey, the Profound Star Realm, involved absorbing starlight to temper the physical body. As for the true wonders of this realm, they remained deeply shrouded in mystery, known to only a few.
An Qin gave him a puzzled look, completely unable to make sense of him. Why would he suddenly start gossiping like this out of nowhere? Was he just desperately trying to make conversation? Choosing silence, she simply clamped her mouth shut.
As for the other three judges, although their academic standing fell somewhat short of Zhang Yangming's, they were all renowned Confucian scholars. Upon hearing this melody, they immediately felt as though it had been composed entirely for them.
Upon stepping into the inner hall, she caught sight of two "freaks"—no, to be precise, they could hardly be called freaks.
In an instant, the hand seals were completed. Itachi spat out a stream of scorching flames, which converged in mid-air to form the majestic shape of a giant dragon.
Heh! This young lady is going to play this game with you all the way to the end. I want to see just who is behind such boring antics! Anger flashed across her mind, heralding the beginning of a fierce, unspoken struggle.
He refused. Any treasure that could make Ao Hai drool could not possibly be ordinary. If he handed it over to Ao Hai, what would become of him?
Fu Tingyuan opened the car door and stepped out gracefully. Luo Nanchu's smile stiffened slightly as she watched Fu Tingyuan walk past her toward the villa.
Following the mobilization of the samurai from the Land of Iron, a synchronized and piercing shout suddenly erupted from behind the colossal Susanoo. Immediately afterward, the panicked residents caught sight of wave upon wave of ninja legions surging out from various hiding places, leaping and darting across the rooftops of the city.
This is... The moment Empress Dowager Zhang caught sight of Sifeng appearing in this state, she was profoundly startled, causing a few more deeply etched wrinkles to instantly appear on her aged face.
Among the four nations of the Azure Moon Continent, should any of the other three issue a challenge to the nation of the Wind and Cloud Token Holder, whoever they might be, they were obligated to accept it.
Most of them were mere ruffians, unlike the Blood Flood Gang of the Blood Guanyin. While they operated openly as pirates, their elite crews were entirely composed of retired military veterans, which was why they could dominate the entire seas of Guangxi without a single rival.