Chapter Thirty-Seven: Trafficking.

Since Grace was accompanying her to the black market, Lu Xia did not ask the old steward to join them; after all, the construction of Courtyard No. 2 still required his constant supervision.

On the evening of their departure, Grace had the old steward prepare two cloaks at the last minute.

When Lu Xia saw them, she asked with curiosity, "What are these for?"

"The black market is a melting pot of all sorts of people; it is best to be cautious." As Grace said this, he did not forget to reach out and adjust her hood, the wide brim perfectly shielding Lu.

The five of them had already coordinated their plans, so when he quietly led the two of them out through a side exit, an anomaly occurred on the other side.

"This doesn't affect me at all. Since that is what they think, let's use our actions to slap their faces. Don't overthink it," Song Ling explained.

Listening to the story of this Elder, the group felt that he was truly extraordinary and were naturally fascinated by his tale.

"Big sister is the elder, and Shu'er is the younger. Shu'er doing this is just showing respect to my elder..." Shi Qingshu blinked her eyes and said sweetly.

They followed at a distance from Jiang Wantang, only to see that after passing through the gate, she did not return to her own courtyard but instead headed in the opposite direction, toward Qing Garden.

The crowd was shocked; it was truly a pinnacle-level treasure. Under the power of a single blast, even the puppet before them could not withstand it.

He was terrified of those days filled with anxiety, never knowing where he would be the next second, what he might encounter, or if he would be sent away again.

Zuo Meng looked at the black shadow, unable to recall for a moment what this pitch-black blob was.

Among them was a species of ape that, while not the strongest, held a pivotal position among its kind due to a unique ability.

The newcomers were straightforward, informing the military enthusiasts of their intent and asking them to cooperate with the inspection.

From the moment a chicken is immunized at hatching until it is sent to the farm—a span of about 40 days—the thing farmers fear most is it dying along the way.

"Sigh!" I let out a long sigh, released my eldest sister, then pulled my phone from my pocket, opened the gallery, and found the photos Lin Pingping had sent me from when we were together.

Two different voices argued with each other, but at the final moment, they undoubtedly merged into one.

The two stared intently at each other, searching for a flaw. Lin Yang’s Li Bai launched the first attack; the dash of the Blue Lotus Sword Dance and the displacement of the Spirit Returning to its Origin forced Daji to feel the intensity of the offensive. Yet, Daji did not panic; instead, a strange smile flickered across her lips.

The once quiet hospital suddenly buzzed with activity after receiving a single phone call.

Fortunately, the head chefs had solid foundations, and they listened to everything Jiang Feng taught them.

Walking inside, one could see guests filling the room, their eyes wide, holding teacups, watching you with silent smiles.

It was just that the musical creative environment in the Dragon Kingdom was too closed off, preventing him from realizing that one could experiment with changes not just in lyrics, but in orchestration as well.

Even though Cunju Hall was now famous, it was merely capturing a larger share of an existing market, with little in the way of a new market to be found.

"Heh." Lin Tianyao snorted, pulled out the Frost Sword with a backhand grip, and held it before him for protection.

My cousin brought that Miao Cuihua here yesterday; it must be that she insisted on following him and acted arrogantly before my mother, infuriating her to the point that she grew to despise my cousin.

Everyone was looking at her, and Han Zhichen was no exception, leaning back in his chair with a calm and indifferent expression.

Lin Xiao scratched his head, thinking to himself that the old man Sadou certainly looked like he was on the verge of death. As for why he took him on as a student, he really had no idea. Surely it couldn't be that after wandering through his memories when he broke through to the Seal-Recording Stage, the old man discovered he was a gifted genius.