Volume 1, Chapter 158: Not Widowed, I Have a Son

Lu Cheng confessed his true relationship with Jiang Ning to Xia Yutian.

Now that Jiang Ning had no close blood relatives by her side, Xia Yutian was no different from family to her. Because Lu Cheng deeply loved and cherished Jiang Ning, he naturally treated Xia Yutian with the same respect as an elder of his own family.

Xia Yutian was not made of wood; he could genuinely feel that heartfelt respect and regard.

Interpersonal relationships are difficult when you overcomplicate them, and simple when you keep them straightforward.

United by the person they both cared about, the older man and the younger man quickly reached a consensus: to get along well and avoid putting Jiang Ning, who was caught in the middle, in a difficult position.

Moreover, Xia Yutian had always held a favorable impression of Lu Cheng.

Upon learning that Lu Cheng had done something as foolish as trailing Jiang Ning, Xia Yutian was certainly angry, but...

"You..." Han Xiao was choked with exasperation, raising her right palm once more, intending to strike down. Yet, seeing her fearless demeanor and those bright eyes fixed intently upon him, how could he possibly bring himself to deal the blow?

"Big brother, we're back," Divine Crow Taoist wailed with extreme grievance while still a long distance away from Yao Muchen's dwelling.

Green Treasure patted its round, bulging belly, wobbling as it flew back into the black furnace, immediately guarded by the Divine Crow Taoist. Its eyes, resembling black jade, overflowed with an expression of utter satisfaction.

Yet, counting from the day they began holding hands, she had tried very hard to be good to him, without knowing how to treat him properly or where to even begin. He was so nearly perfect that she could not find an opening wedge, to the extent that she did not even know what kind of gift to choose for him.

At that precise moment, the perceptive Lang Hongshan sensed the fluctuations of combat nearby, specifically the astral energy characteristic of humans, and naturally charged toward the source, hoping to discover a way to leave this ghost of a place.

Gu Du Xun Bai's mouth curled slightly into a smile, his expression shifting subtly as waves of emotion stirred within his heart. Yet, he still had to endure; Gu Du Xun Bai remained motionless like a stone sculpture. The slightly larger dark shadow hesitated no longer, seizing the bait and shoving it into its mouth. Joy welled up in Gu Du Xun Bai's heart, filled with immense anticipation for the delightful harvest two seconds later.

In the Long family village, only the adults carried such back-baskets, yet A Fa alone had strapped one onto his back from a very early age.

Han Xiao also noticed the middle-aged man: he possessed a square face and a full, bristly beard, giving him a piercing gaze and an aura of formidable authority even from a distance.

"Lin Feiwu, I agree to your terms." Behind the crowd of students, Biao Feng's voice suddenly rang out at that moment. "I agree as well." "We all agree." Shortly thereafter, all eighty-seven students facing Lin Feiwu shouted in succession.

"Let's hope so!" Yao Muchen suppressed the mounting unease in the depths of his heart, though for some reason a dull ache persisted in his chest, making his breathing heavy.

"They know we're looking for them!" Charlemagne repeated this phrase in his mind, pondering thoughtfully as he listened to Kendrick's words, beginning to trace the entire sequence of events from beginning to end.

To resume the story, one day later at Zhuang Fengji, Patriarch Bamboo Staff brought his fortune-telling paraphernalia to the back village, setting up his station and hanging out his sign as a divine prognosticator.

William shouted loudly from behind, and the soldiers operating the semaphore flags on the high platform beside him assisted in relaying his commands.

"However! Our intelligence analysis is more than enough to prove that Hidden Mist has a conspiracy. The higher-ups of our headquarters cannot simply turn a blind eye to all of this! With the safety of Konoha at stake, I refuse to believe the Hokage would disregard the bigger picture in this manner! Kakashi, your perspective is far too cynical!" Shisui shook his head as he spoke.

Early the next morning, Heisui Shanhe rose promptly, enjoyed a hotel breakfast, and walked outside holding his invitation letter.

This was a bamboo broom. When it struck Liang Jing's head, the blow enveloped nearly his entire face. Liang Haifeng had used his full strength, leaving Liang Jing's face covered in bloody streaks.

He was now burning with the urge to fly inside and return to the sect he had been separated from for so long, yet the recollection of his past misdeeds and the slain Senior Fellow Apprentice Yan Zhenping filled him with renewed anxiety.

"The altitude here is over three,000 meters. If we follow this river, we should be able to reach Heavenly Snow Lake," Fenglin said, wrapping her oversized garment tighter around herself.

Some people say that the agony of a kidney stone attack is second only to the pain of childbirth; one can easily imagine how excruciating it must be.

This was a relatively time-consuming project, and the screening process would likely take a month or two to complete. In contrast, William had already finished selecting the sword-and-shield infantrymen he intended to organize into formal units.

"Then did you drink it?" Xiao Ruomeng asked in alarm upon hearing this, immediately sitting straight up to scrutinize Li Xiang's expression, her phoenix eyes brimming with worry.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng of the Struggling Family was watching from the sidelines, completely unaware of this situation. A frown creased his brow as he could not help but worry for Erdong Xiangxue; given how exceptionally close his own relationship with the Golden Family was, how could he possibly permit Teng Han to play both sides?

Monkey Er urged the chamber pot forward by two or three meters. He desperately wanted to leave, but suddenly came to a halt—blocking his way ahead was the encirclement of the Black Tiger Squad.

"Look at you, misunderstanding things again, aren't you? That wasn't what I meant. What's done is done, why should I feel guilty and deny it? I'm saying that I was actually the one who got overpowered against my will at the time, whether you believe it or not!" With that, he turned, pulled open his car door, and slid inside.

Recalling the scene she had just witnessed, Xiao Ruomeng blushed to the tips of her ears, yet this time she did not look away, instead locking gazes with Li Xiang without the slightest hesitation.

"If we can break out of the magical array, I have absolute confidence in safely escaping with you," she said earnestly.

In April, the Chenhe Chamber of Commerce continued its steady development. Although its territory was not vast, its advantage lay in its long, narrow shape, stretching hundreds of kilometers from Wuqiang County to Pengze Port like an extended fishing net, scooping up the refugees fleeing southward along this stretch.

Chu Yunfeng personally went to the courtyard to support the old man as they walked out together. Having not seen him for a year, the old man had indeed aged considerably, his frame no longer as robust as it was a year ago.

All three of them knew that dragging out time offered them no advantage whatsoever. Aside from Burton, the Swordmaster of the Frost Giants, the remaining two swordmasters retained less than thirty percent of their battle qi. If the stalemate continued for another minute and a half, that remaining thirty percent would also vanish into thin air, leaving them completely at the mercy of others.

Furthermore, Buyeo currently possessed fifty thousand standing troops, alongside the eldest prince's forty thousand elite soldiers, making its strength appear to have ascended to a new level and restoring a degree of confidence.

"Understood. Right away." Scarcely had the words fallen when Xifeng established the barrier—a pale blue, transparent dome resembling a soap bubble.

The scenery of the dilapidated apartment suddenly blurred, and a blinding glare caused Yijiang to reflexively snap his eyes shut.

He had originally intended to run toward the left, but suddenly executed a sharp cutback and sprinted toward the right corner.

Though she had never laid eyes on her mother, and the supervision she faced had always placed her in such harrowing circumstances because of that woman, Lu Xiaoqian found herself utterly unable to harbor any hatred.

Outside the Staples Center, the massive banners hanging from the exterior were no longer those of the Los Angeles Lakers players, but had been replaced with posters featuring all the players selected for this year's All-Star Game.