Chapter 27

At that time, we happened to have a good relationship with the Ross family, so we requested a blood sample from Rosschna to extract genes for the child.

The red copper double whip lashed fiercely against Zhang Qi’s shield, causing ripples to bloom across its surface, yet it failed to inflict any substantial damage, leaving Hong Tianlei panting like an ox in his frustration.

Shen Jiaran sensed the threat in his words, and as she watched the wine glass being held out to her chin, she pressed her red lips tightly together.

Bo Langjun walked out of the inner chamber, looking quite displeased. He had gone to the Mingde Palace at midday to meet the Prince of Dai and urge him to attend to state affairs. However, the Prince of Dai had brushed him off, citing that the Princess’s body had not yet cleared of toxins and that she was pregnant. Bo Langjun, infuriated, had left without having eaten more than a few bites of his meal.

After confirming that no more information could be gleaned from Ruan Qiu, Gu Beijue decided to head back that afternoon.

Such remarks proliferated endlessly online, and at the very least, the television station was happy to see it happen. Such volume of discussion and popularity, combined with the background of a major K-Trend group, was enough to significantly boost viewership ratings upon broadcast.

He had long since heard of the talent of Tie Zhan, the eldest son of Tie Xiong: a Spirit Master at ten, a breakthrough to the Earth Spirit Realm at seventeen, and then sent by Tie Xiong to the Imperial Azure Dragon Academy. Now, at twenty, his strength was rapidly catching up to the veterans of the older generation.

It was much like the Yuan Jianba plotline; even though the reversal was meant to happen in the very next chapter, many readers simply gave up because they could not stand the preceding developments.

The situation was dire. Yi Baicang was no novice who had just stepped into the Destiny Realm, but a Destiny King who had already constructed his own domain. Trapped within his World of Extreme Flame, the speed of the three slowed rapidly, and Yang Hao’s Blazing Sun was being eroded step by step by the domain.

He created a perfect environment for himself, considering his needs in every way... and such a man was her father.

Yet this was an unchangeable fact. She did not know what she could do to make the Jiang family accept her.

Xia Yujing scanned the maids, who had retreated three feet and were trembling in silence after her outburst, her eyes glowing with intensity as her lips twitched.

And so, Sheng Shi bought every single sesame cake on the stall. He had intended to toss them to Ning Le to carry, but noticing that she seemed to be weighing something in her mind, he carried them himself.

A heavy impact struck her lower back. Unsure of what had hit her, she let out a cry of pain as she fell forward, followed by a shower of various small objects raining down upon her back.

Shen Jiaqi ignored them, pushed the door open, and walked in. Chu Tianqi’s complexion was dark, his lips purple, his fingers icy, and his forehead devoid of warmth.

The two men spoke mostly of business matters. Ye Licheng tried to probe when he intended to enter the Jiang Group to take over, but Jiang Yutang deflected with the excuse, “Tangyuan currently has excellent growth potential, and I do not wish to hand it over yet.”

Beidou Xing was truly quite thirsty, but he looked at the coffee and did not touch it. After last night’s experience, Beidou Xing knew he could not consume any food or drink here—not even a glass of water. He leaned back in his seat, feigning sleep, while scanning every corner of the room with half-closed eyes to see if there were any hidden cameras.

This was the first time they had seen such a considerate and generous General’s wife. She was not pampered, she did not act spoiled, and she was certainly not unreasonable. The General’s taste was truly excellent, the soldiers thought to themselves.

It seemed training would not need to be doubled. Yukimura Seiichi glanced at Sanada Genichiro, who nodded, immediately understanding what Yukimura meant.

On the other side, Red-Face saw his big brother being pummeled by Zhao Ying, so he dragged his dislocated arm and scrambled over to help, only to be knocked flat by Yang Cui-lan with a shoulder pole, his face slamming into the ground as his nose began to bleed.

Otherwise, if An Ting’s intentions had been pure and she had truly just liked their son, she and her husband would not have driven them apart back then.

Argus said nonchalantly, “If it’s gone, it’s gone!” Just then, a van sped past them in the opposite direction, and they could clearly hear excited shouting coming from inside the vehicle.

Although he had long known that his darling had an immense obsession and longing for her younger brother, his reaction still completely exceeded his expectations.

Why did it feel like they were a couple? The way they stared affectionately at each other was truly enviable. Qian Nai’s pupils suddenly narrowed into a pinprick; could they be the next pair?

Meanwhile, Yuliria, who was beside Constantine, watched the cool and detached Raphael with eyes full of curiosity.

Gu Yucheng watched her actions with amusement, a trace of doting warmth appearing in his deep eyes.

Ryoma did not know what to say for a moment. No wonder he had felt restless today, no wonder he had been in a bad mood; it turned out that everything was because of this?

Watching Karupin, Ryoma sometimes truly felt that the cat was much happier than he was, wasn’t it?

Qiu Shiman seemed a bit disappointed, but as her fingers brushed the emerald necklace on her neck, she felt a sense of balance restored.

If the species of Xia Mangqian’s flood dragon spirit beast could be identified, it would undoubtedly be much easier to deduce his origins and identity.

“Could it be the Xuanji Celestial Immortal of the Shaoyan clan? Since you have come to my Qianwang Island, why stay outside and peek about so sneakily?” The booming voice sounded like thunder.

“Is it epilepsy?” The second uncle, narrow-minded, thought of epilepsy the moment he saw Chen Anquan convulsing.

Originally, he had wanted to capture Yue Guan and use poison to control him, in order to wring out the source of the demonic energy.

In the main room sat a man with a fierce expression, completely bald, with triangular eyes and a hook nose. At first glance, he looked just like the Vulture from Tiger Mountain. He was sitting cross-legged on the kang with a slanted posture.

Therefore, Great Britain possessing India is the empire on which the sun never sets; without India, it is merely a kingdom, and apart from the crying nation, no one can defeat anyone else.

He looked at Cao Guoqing and said, “Brother Cao, Sister Juan is already willing to be with you; you should at least give her something. I’m surprised at you. Do we have any more pendants? Take one and give it to her, off the books. By the way, take this; you can show it off wherever you go.” Having said this, he pulled out a strand of golden silk nanmu prayer beads and handed it to him.

“Run, why don’t you keep running?” A majestic and domineering voice came from the horizon, sounding as if it were directly threatening you right in your ear.

He rose and went behind the old man, placed his hands on his shoulders, massaged them gently, and quietly infused a wisp of wood-attribute spiritual energy.

Yet she could not blame Aunt Tong, who had been truly kind to her, and everything she did was for her sake.

Rubbing his forehead, which had been bruised from the impact, with a large hand, he slowly opened his drowsy eyes, feeling as though he had slept for quite a long time and his head still felt heavy.

She was like a Cinderella who had appeared here, which in itself was a mistake; perhaps, before the magic even faded, she would be turned back into her original form.