Chapter 45: Begging Her to Leave

Lin Qiu was dealt a heavy blow. After toiling away and managing everything inside and out for so many years, she had actually been treated like a fool all this time.

"The affairs of the Liu family are none of your business!" Liu Qiang glared at Fu Xiaoxiao, refusing to let her point fingers at his family's matters just because she was pretty.

"A harsh mother-in-law, a spineless husband—with a household like yours, do you really think that widow would deign to look at you? Talk about having an inflated sense of self-importance!" Fu Xiaoxiao said indifferently.

"She was fooled by you because she was too..."

Lin Luo also felt as though he had been completely drained. His domain vanished in an instant, and he collapsed flat onto his back.

As long as he publicized this news, no one would pay any attention to his own trivial scandals anymore, and he would even be able to stay the talk of the town in the Crimson Frost Kingdom for quite a long time.

Early the next morning, after Zhang Hai woke up, finished washing up, and had breakfast, he glanced at the clock and found that it was already eight o'clock. He immediately hurried to the bridge command room of the Lucky Cat, only to find that Captain Feng Qi and the other three had already been sitting there chatting idly for quite a while.

Yet among these outer realms, what expert would waste the mental effort to search for treasures here, while disciples with low cultivation were unable to receive the legacy? He had thought that his heritage as a Martial Emperor realm Pill Pagoda Master and Artifact Refining Sect Master was about to be cut off, but unexpectedly, he had run into Cao Yu.

"Like hell I like her," Shi Quan said, raising a hand to ruffle Elena's hair until it looked like a bird's nest, before standing up and heading downstairs.

"President Qin, what are you thinking about?" Seeing the look of relief on Qin Shenzhi's face, Su Rao lowered her voice and asked with a hint of curiosity.

After a few breaths, the once robust body grew coarser hair, and muscles bulged like explosions amidst a crackling sound of shifting bones.

Thinking of Changping's fiery temper, if she saw not a shred of worry on his face, she would probably raise the roof in a fit of rage.

"Alright, tomorrow I'll tell the personnel department to give you a raise. Are you satisfied with that?" Qin Shenzhi asked in an extremely gentle tone.

When the members of the four branch families saw Lin Luo walking toward the side alley, their faces broke into sneering smiles as they quickly followed him.

"Heh!" Tong Lexi let out a dry laugh, glared at Jin Zhiqing who was sitting unsteadily nearby, let out a huff of annoyance, and grabbed a piece of paper to wipe herself.

The Perfect Heavenly Dao is the pinnacle existence among all Heavenly Daos. Even though only a wisp of its aura remained, it still exerted a certain suppressive effect. However, this suppression lasted for far too short a time. Regaining his senses, Ji Mingruo could not retreat when facing Lin Yu, so he also drew his sword and charged into battle.

Then, under the illumination of the brilliant radiance and beneath the narrowed, intensely fixed gaze of Lin Han, the seemingly indestructible light barrier of pale-yellow spiritual energy before him suddenly shattered, bursting into a sky full of spiritual light. Amidst the drifting specks of fluorescent light, the true form of the spiritual artifact contained within gradually revealed itself.

Tong Lexi pulled Jones toward the dining table, and Xu Moshen followed along. He took his usual seat at the head of the table, while Tong Lexi habitually sat to Xu Moshen's left. Seeing where the two of them sat, Jones resignedly took the seat on Tong Lexi's other side.

Bai Shu did not want Dong'er to keep thinking of him, yet to some extent, he hoped Dong'er still remembered him, because for so long, Bai Shu would still find himself thinking of Dong'er.

Liu Xiaohun gradually lost consciousness, and the wave of exhaustion grew heavier, right until her eyelids became too heavy to keep open.

Dao Cong barely had time to feel happy before his outstretched right hand was grasped by another powerful hand. Following the arm up, he saw that it was none other than Xu Moshen. Dao Cong touched his head with his left hand and laughed awkwardly.

"Of course you can. I don't like forcing people, and besides, we are good brothers," Lin Yu said.

Now, through the countdown to the zombie attack, what Lu Chuan could control was merely the broad background rather than the intricate details.