Chapter 57

If not for those old grievances between the Wen and Fu families resurfacing, perhaps Wen Liang and Fu Zhi could have had a happy ending.

As she waited by the roadside for a taxi, her phone rang in her pocket. Wen Liang glanced at the screen with a calm expression and answered the call.

At that time, her father was facing imprisonment, and the Wen family had collapsed overnight.

Aunt Qiu Yue, seeing Bei Ming emerge, hurriedly called out to him, her beautiful face tinged with anxiety.

Bei Ming had just stepped out of the office when Wang Ma Zi rushed out behind him, calling after him, while Liao Que Zi followed with a limp. Both old men’s eyes gleamed, plotting some mischief.

Tang Nian knew the man before her was Shen Yunshen. In this circle of elites, anyone unfamiliar with Shen Yunshen was considered ignorant.

Tofu Blossom blinked its large eyes, glancing at Li Gang’s extended hand, then at the tempting ball it held, and after a moment’s hesitation, made a difficult decision.

When Xiao Ruo’an, wrapped up like a bear, tiptoed out of the villa, she realized there were no rumors swirling about last night’s scandal.

“Where are the reporters at the door?” Long Jingteng worried about how the journalists outside would write about their affairs, and how they would embellish the Long family’s faults.

During use, an ancestral axe must assist, drawing the breath of ancestors from the tool. Each generation leaves a trace of their spirit within the axe, to protect their descendants.

Cao Cheng was startled, then saw two blades swinging at him and, terrified, dashed out of the living room.

A fist strike shattered the huge log, and even above Ye Wuzong, the sky split open with a vast crack, as if the void itself had been pierced.

Xiao Chen Yun’s face was grave, his gaze sharp and unyielding, sweeping across all the Yellow Turban troops with murderous intent.

Even players who had been discouraged by the difficulty of this game no longer questioned its quality.

Ye Liufeng nodded, a mischievous smile on his lips as he looked at the crowd of disciples within the Heavenly Gang Demon-Suppressing Sword Formation.

“Did the other two teams do well in their game?” He Cu asked, unable to resist since his mood seemed quite good.

Watching momo’s actions, Satsuki Choka felt her previous hesitation was unnecessary; such gestures should be normal between siblings.

Given he’d spent half an afternoon playing Bloodborne but hadn’t beaten Father Gascoigne, it was clear that Nobara Tsuru wasn’t suited for this kind of game.

Thinking of what her ex-husband had mentioned, Wu Fan, though not agreeing, found that it didn’t affect her first impression of the calm, capable young man before her.

This medicinal dish amazed everyone—the sliced eggs remained clear in the soup, contrasting with the verdant base, making it particularly appetizing.

“If you’re so eager to die, I’ll give you a chance to come find me. When the time comes, you and Fatty both must show up,” replied the Northern Ice War God.

Seeing the man’s terrified, hoarse screams, his comical panic, Wu Ming laughed gloatingly.

Whether from wealthy sons or dignitaries, those who hadn’t placed bets were grateful they’d resisted the impulse.

“Ming Xiong is a famous general of Snow Dragon County. Surely he won’t fall so easily,” another warrior said.

If Long Jun had been kicked, even if he survived, he would never fulfill the mission of raising the next generation.

“Mr. Shi, company policy—set by Mr. Lin himself—states that without an appointment, outsiders are not allowed entry,” the security guard explained.

Well, now you know the basics of the base. Next, go review your past-life profiles.

When Ye Xingchen reached the initial transformative stage, just arriving at the Spirit God capital drew the Spirit God’s attention. Let alone if a divine being appeared suddenly—a Spirit God no less.

I heard these words and found solace in not knowing how many people were in the city. Not knowing how many lives were lost brings a certain balance to the heart. Yet the screams of those sacrificed for the formation still echo in my ears.

Afu, usually serene and composed even amidst storms, now showed a hint of excitement.

“I don’t know either. I just stepped out for a bit and the fire broke out,” Liu Gongquan shook his head.

No matter what, doesn’t this mean we’re also standing on the battlefield? Seizing the right moment to participate actively—there’s always a way.

Late into the night, Lian Yunsheng discovered Blackie wouldn’t eat chicken. After enjoying a whole roasted chicken himself, he took Blackie back to the shed.

Everyone present was shrewd, especially Deng Yu and Zheng Yuchun, both seasoned in dealings with Beiyuan. They’d long anticipated the matter of the Jade Talon Sea Eagle, and seeing the pearl for themselves, they immediately understood.

He shifted his body gently to change perspective; this was Zhou Penghao’s unique way of adjusting his mood.

Hearing this, He Daqing raised his head and exclaimed, “Grandma, those two cheap siblings both wish me dead. Should I just let it go?”

Tang Gaofeng, one of the Five Tiger Generals of the Hong Army, stepped forward voluntarily, requesting to lead the troops in a night raid on the Blue Banner camp.

Lian Yunsheng’s eyelid twitched as he mused to himself: Is this the effect of those pills? Before even entering the clan school, these two brothers’ constitution already far surpassed their peers.

“What’s wrong with living off others? Some wish they could, but lack the ability!” Cao Xuanfei retorted boldly.