Chapter 40

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No sooner had the messenger departed than the panicked Hara Yorifusa immediately summoned his retainers to deliberate.

Qi Wei, however, was not one of those who thought themselves clever. He knew he could not involve himself in such internal royal strife; it was enough to simply alert Kangxi to the oversight. Thus, he reported it to Kangxi early on.

Perhaps because the surrounding environment was somewhat dim, Ye Tianming did not see Xiao Junyan’s dark expression. Yet, even if he couldn’t see it, he knew it in his heart.

This man was an overseas Chinese heir to a fortune whom Qiao Zhixuan had met at a party some time ago. His family dealt in international trade, operating on a massive scale with substantial assets.

"Is this true?!" Wang Zaifeng started up in shock, his beard trembling as his gaze, sharp as that of a wolf or tiger, fixed fiercely upon the scholar who had entered to report.

Before long, Li Ye and the others finished their meal. Yang Feng and the carriage firm’s staff also left the table to prepare for departure. Not wishing to delay any further, Li Ye and his companions ended their idle chatter with Lǜluó and stood up.

She was truly fed up. With so many servants in the house, did they really have to wait for her to cook? If she were fine, it would be one thing, but what if she were unwell? Would they just let her starve?

Shortly after, a sleek black cat emerged from the bedding. It lazily licked its paws, its pair of silvery, starlit eyes bright and clear.

"Very well, let us gather again when we have the time!" Sun Wukong laughed heartily, then waved his hand, disappearing from the spot with Qin Yier in tow.

As he spoke, Kang Qiao immediately turned his head, his gaze meeting the middle-aged man’s expression of surprise. Why is this person looking at me like that? Kang Qiao felt a surge of bewilderment.

Perhaps to confirm Murong Sen’s words, Lan Xiangting’s pale face was tinged with an unnatural flush, and he muttered something unintelligible.

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"Who the hell has an agreement with a scoundrel like you?" Zhou Qingshuang roared, gasping for air.

A single sentence brought balance to Hua Jiaoniang’s heart. She nodded and said no more.

"Believe me, I have my reasons, and he is worth it!" Ding Jiuxi spoke firmly, leaving Furong at a loss for words.

The atmosphere was joyous. Yingying had gone out to buy plenty of groceries and was now busy in the kitchen. Ye Yudie could not bear to be apart from Huangfu Rou for even a moment; she gazed at her from all angles, breaking into silly smiles. Ling’er and Mujin watched them nervously, on high alert, fearing she might suddenly pounce and hurt Huangfu Rou.

Ning Qian felt that, although it wasn't something she had intentionally saved, it would be a pity to just throw it away. Later, she did not mention this matter to Shen Chengren.

Upon hearing Li Yuanhao say this, Empress Weimu felt a surge of joy. Her eyes darkened, however, as she felt a flicker of worry for the Empress. She was a good person, but it was a pity she was born into the Weimu clan; her fate was destined to be a sacrifice in the game of politics. It was feared that even her children might not survive.

He did not believe that someone who cared for herself as much as Xu Lin did would want to give up her life, though this way of threatening others was truly excessive.

He understood that Xin Hua didn't actually mean it that way and was merely offering a simple reminder, but Xuan Che did not want to discuss it further. He increasingly avoided the topic. He remembered that when the dreams first began, he would tell Xin Hua about these things—the details of the dreams—but eventually, he grew tired of talking about them himself.

Both were inexperienced, and neither dared to meet the other’s eyes. Their hearts hammered like thunder, yet neither wished for the moment to end.

Ma Wanling and Kamijo Ayako thought nothing more of it; they nodded and left the office. Once they were gone, Chu Haoran quickly took out his phone and made a call to Situ Guo.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine paused in his tracks and slowly shook his head. Since his last conversation with Jiale, he had felt his cultivation level beginning to loosen. He had been focusing on his practice lately, and having finally glimpsed hope, he dared not damage his vital energy. Even if he were to demonstrate for Jiale, he would only focus on the form.

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Images of Ju Jingyi appeared, either dancing on stage or performing in period drama clips.

An inexplicably famous trainee? Even a fool could tell it referred to Chu Wei, the "slacker" contestant who had recently exploded in popularity.

Before leaving, Han Shu remembered to secretly ask for autographs and photos with Zhao Xinmai and Liang Ying to take back for Han Yu. Whether she liked them or not, he wasn't about to give them Li Qian’s. Pan Weibo had also put on weight, and just then, Liang Ying looked beautiful and Zhao Xinmai looked pure and lovely. He took photos with them as well, and if Han Yu didn't like them, he would keep them for himself.

But what use would it be for Tang San to reveal his second martial soul? Perhaps he could win a match, but it would only turn Tang San from a target of public criticism into the primary target of all.

After climbing up a few steps, Qin Yi used the momentum to push off, and the rope scraped against the stone slope as it shifted to the right. A delicate, startled cry, unlike any he had heard before, suddenly rang out from behind.

Even if it meant returning to the state before the dawn of liberation, even if it meant never again reaching the realm of the Primordial Golden Immortal, Tongtian was willing to risk it all.

What frustrated Zou Yongming was that when they had walked through there earlier, there were so many pits, yet now, having walked for an hour, they hadn't encountered a single danger.

The Ghost God Emperor’s face was filled with terror. Chen Xiao had snatched away his Ghost God Axe in a single encounter. From this alone, he knew Chen Xiao’s power was beyond his ability to resist, and he naturally began to retreat.

Wu Shixun gave a cold snort. "Lu Shanmin has set his sights on biting our Wu family. Of course, they feel no pain or itch."