Chapter 145: Jiang Ying and Her Lack of Experience

Although Jiang Fan's remark was meant to curry favor, it was also the truth. In the village where he grew up, Jiang Ying had always been teasingly nicknamed the Little Philanthropist by the locals.

Ignoring Jiang Fan's flattering words, Brother Hui looked around at everyone and asked, "Do you know who Aunt Pang, the one Yingzi knows, actually is?"

Jiang Fan turned sideways, his back to Jiang Ying, and made a series of exaggerated facial expressions and winks at Brother Hui, signaling him not to interrupt, as he had an ulterior motive in trying to please Jiang Ying.

Having lost a paternal figure since childhood, Jiang Mu became the pillar of the household as a young woman. To support a family of four, she simply had no time to spare to care for her three sisters.

Amidst the barren environment, Jiang Ying took on the responsibility of looking after her younger siblings, establishing a family dynamic characterized by a lenient mother and a strict elder sister...

"Your humble subject pays homage to Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years!" Fei Yu gritted his teeth in secret, enduring the numbness and pain as he dropped to his knees and shouted.

That person had posed as a buyer, willing to pay ten million for the Golden Bridge Map in his hands, while also claiming to have some antiques to sell. Seeing this as an opportunity to make a fortune, Lei Zehao had Peng Hua broker the connection for him, never imagining that what awaited him was an abyss of despair rather than a dream of getting rich.

"Really? Will you really help me with whatever I ask?" Li Wei's eyes sparkled, filled with boundless hope.

"By the way, Brother, I sense that your mood is somewhat complicated. Did something happen today?" Mu Mei asked.

Later, the master burned San'er along with the urn following Blind A-Tai's method. The urn could not be burned away; burning them together was done to incinerate the evil aura clinging to the urn all at once. As for the mirror, it was placed inside a picked-up bamboo basket, with the talisman paper still pasted on top of it.

Mr. Bai smiled and said, "You are too kind, I hardly deserve such praise. Unfortunately, I didn't inherit a single ounce of his artistic cells; with my short fingers, I can only help move the piano, as playing it is entirely out of the question." His words successfully enlivened the atmosphere, winning him considerable goodwill from everyone.

Liu Biao watched helplessly as his vitality slowly ebbed away. He was terrified of death; once he died, he would lose everything, and it was very likely that his bloodline would be cut off entirely.

Xie Yifan let go of her and stepped back toward his car, gazing at her intently with a look so profound it seemed as though he wanted to carve her image into the depths of his memory.

Coriander Lake and Coriander Village—judging by the name, there should be plenty of coriander all around. With that thought, Wang Xu decided to check out the major vegetable markets.

Planting his right foot firmly on the ground and sweeping his left foot in a semicircle, Chu烈 assumed a defensive-counterattack stance. Holding his sword in his right hand, he gently flicked the blade with his left, producing a crisp and lingering metallic hum.

Due to poor communication, Hong Si and the others were still largely unaware of the matter. After hearing Su Chenghyu's account, they were all overcome with grief and vowed to write a magnificent theatrical piece to honor the loyal soul of Magistrate Yan.

Two days prior, Wulu had reported that the new type of detector was nearing completion, with only the final step remaining. In any case, its meaning was clear: if Liu Zhi could break through the First Divine Realm on schedule, it would definitely prepare everything needed for the hunt beforehand, which naturally included the new detector.

And Jenner was precisely such a butcher—appearing handsome and polite on the surface, but in reality, a ruthless, merciless executioner who killed without blinking an eye.

They were Shu Yue's other two roommates, both currently employees at the supplies bureau. Because they had been working overtime lately to rush the production tools, they had returned a little later than usual.

The battle continued. The influx of three hundred thousand Red reinforcement troops did not cause the slightest change to the overall situation on the battlefield. Liu Zhi therefore set his mind at ease. Without disturbing Shu Yue, who was fully absorbed in command, he shifted his gaze toward Lie Jiong, only to unexpectedly find that this fellow seemed to be caught in an extremely complex emotional state.

"Let's move out then, and try to head back as early as possible. If we delay any longer, many fierce beasts will come out to forage," Fei Qi said.

"It seems that building a cannery over there back then was the right decision," Zhu Linbiao nodded. "That kangaroo meat, shipped from tens of thousands of miles away, actually sells for a price almost equivalent to Shandong pork. In the future, we should also build a glass factory there, which can drive the price of meat down by another twenty percent."

The latter hurriedly straightened his expression and replied, "Reporting to Your Majesty, that clan of Tokugawa is arrogant and haughty, completely disregarding this general."