Chapter 140: Two Pomegranate Trees, Seeing the Trees and Thinking of the Person

“No need, there’s nothing worth sorting through...”
Aunt Wang smiled and declined, “They’re all worthless things. If one cart can’t hold them all, then so be it. It won’t be a pity to throw them away.”

“Who says that? Even broken things can be worth a fortune.”

Grandma gave her sister-in-law a knowing look, urging her to help: “After all these years as neighbors, why be so polite with us?”

“I’ll go check the workshop to see if there’s anything that needs tidying up.”

The sister-in-law understood and went on her way.

Hao seemed unfazed by the pain, roughly tossing Liu Yue onto the bed, then eagerly pouncing on her.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yanqing didn’t press further; he could roughly guess what was going on, having watched similar palace intrigue dramas before.

Within Xiao Fan, blood surged wildly, roaring like a raging river. At that moment, the chaotic mark on his brow appeared, flickering with hues of fire, green, and silver light.

“Those three sects are stationed closest to the ruins, and there are no sect emblems where they stand. It seems they must be the three major upper sects,” Ye Yanqing mused, watching the three groups before him.

The Four Guardians were stunned by Ke Han’s command, while Shui Ying, standing aside, was reluctantly compliant, though secretly harboring other plans. Outwardly, she nodded in agreement to show understanding.

“So that’s how it is!” Jing Chuan exhaled deeply, nodding with a smile. He had expected a long list of restrictions, but this felt much lighter.

Since Bald Spirit’s outburst last time, Duan Ye had thought it wasn’t serious and offered a few hasty consoling words before attending to his own matters. Yet unexpectedly, Bald Spirit began to cause trouble from that day onward.

But moments ago, their triumphant killing spree had left everyone proud and confident—even Lu Guang had been threatened. Now, there was no way they would be allowed to escape unscathed. Lu Guang personally led his troops in a flank attack on Peng Feng, while Bald Spirit and Lu Guang’s forces encircled him simultaneously. Though Peng Feng served as the vanguard, he couldn’t break through so easily.

Although the two men were tall and strong, Mitsui Hisashi’s jumping ability was clearly superior. When the burly man and Hu Xiaoming reached the peak of their ascent and began descending, Mitsui still hovered in midair.

Her voice choked with sobs, barely able to control herself, crying until she gasped for breath and could hardly speak.

Zhou Jin watched her hesitate, then reached out to her lips, mirroring the expression from moments before.

Not only would there be a cover feature, but also an in-depth interview with them. From joining the company, through their trainee days, to the hardships of debuting, the despair under dark times, the current brilliance, and, of course, their future dreams.

It was precisely because of this inner conflict that she made such a request. If she truly didn’t care, then wouldn’t a simple apology suffice? Why go to such lengths?

After writing her message, Paige reluctantly walked over to the three little ones’ beds. Looking at the three sleeping peacefully, she felt a warm glow inside. It was these children who had given her the strength to persevere through so many years in America.

Zhou Lili shyly spoke, while Shen Anqi’s earlier teasing was completely ignored by her. She had no intention of engaging Shen Anqi’s banter—otherwise, she’d be inviting more teasing.

Just as everyone anxiously waited, Feng Tang’s phone rang. The call drew everyone’s attention immediately. Those playing on their phones stopped, those admiring the scenery turned their gaze, all focusing on Feng Tang.

“Seeking death!” Mu Chengyang, who had been about to relent, was pushed beyond endurance by Mu Hanyan’s words and slapped out another palm strike.

She sought this opportunity to secure the spot, so she could have more time to rest her hand later without raising too much suspicion.