Volume 1, Chapter 27: Brother Yan, is Sister angry with me?
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Ouyang Jin fell silent when he heard me shout like that, lowering his head dejectedly like a defeated soldier.
Zhao Yingkong shot him a glance. Li Xiaoyi merely swung his arm helplessly, leaving Zhao Yingkong no choice but to squat down in silence and bandage it for him.
The moment Jun Mo landed on the high platform, cries of alarm rose from all around. Seven murderous gazes, sharp as lightning and swords, shot toward him at once.
“What do you want a comb for?” Ling Fan asked, his mind still unable to process the situation. His eyes were wide with bewilderment.
What no one had expected was that Niu Cunji, the great general under Zhu Wen, had actually arrived in Luzhou. An Jinjun had died at Niu Cunji’s hands. Li Cunxiao had crossed swords with him before and knew that Niu Cunji was a fierce warrior, but as for being capable of killing An Jinjun with ease, Li Cunxiao naturally could not believe it.
If I continued to wallow in self-reproach, I would only burden Ouyang Jin more and further damage the relationship between us. When he decided to marry me, he had already accepted the fact that I could not have children. He had persuaded himself to accept it calmly, yet I kept striking at him again and again, challenging the decision he had made.
Jun Tianxiao nodded, and Jun Tiankuang and Jun Tianfu nodded in unison as well. They said that their father had not left the house in many years, devoting himself entirely to secluded cultivation and the improvement of his strength.
“Old Gu, don’t worry. I will definitely catch the bastard who turned you into this. I swear I will!” Ling Fan clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall, gazing at Old Gu with unwavering determination.
In front of the main gate not far away stood two middle-aged men in security uniforms, imposing and dignified.
Fuzhou Harbor was the principal port through which the Great Ming conducted trade with foreign merchant fleets. As the Great Ming’s largest foreign-trade port, it was extraordinarily prosperous, with fleets from every nation converging there. After the lifting of the maritime ban, trade flourished even more.
Although the torture had continued every day for several days, he had clenched his teeth and endured it. He held firmly to one belief: the Zhou family would certainly act and rescue him.
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When Liu Ju and Chang Yuchun heard this, they were even more overjoyed, paying no attention at all to the second half of Xie Wuji’s remark. If they had not still had important business to attend to, they would have dragged Xie Wuji away for three hundred cups of wine in celebration, drinking until none of them could remain sober.
She knew that everything Rhinefield had done was for her. What, then, did she still have to hesitate over?
Yet Ximen Kuang’s arrogance made everyone present feel that there was nothing in the world he feared.
“I’m not eating. Susu is still waiting for me at the hotel.” Liang Fei coughed twice before speaking awkwardly.
Huzi was remarkably perceptive, with a gentle and obedient nature, and had already become an important member of the Qin family. Whenever Qin Xuedong called a family meeting, he would always summon Huzi as well. The whole family would sit together in perfect harmony.
Fire Linglong had initially wanted to refuse and did not want to accept it, but under Li Qingfeng’s insistence, she eventually took it.
“Me!” Xiang Yu was utterly at a loss. He had originally intended to leave once and for all, severing Yu Ji’s hopes. He believed that Yu Ji should not be bound to Xiang Yu; she could certainly choose someone better.
According to the technology left behind by the age of science, there was a method for manufacturing life-origin fluid of Grade Fourteen, Tier Six or higher.
The moment Bai Xi finished speaking, the restriction ahead suddenly flickered with a faint glow, and a figure walked out from within it.
This letter of denunciation had been submitted anonymously. Yet its accusations against the Municipal Construction Bureau were extremely detailed. It specified who had demanded and accepted bribes, who had shirked responsibility during working hours, and even recorded the exact times and places of certain incidents with perfect clarity.
“Making wild claims?” Li Ningyu wondered upon hearing the reply. But he had seen all manner of situations and was not someone who could easily be intimidated. He immediately waved his hand and said, “Take the gag out of his mouth. I have questions for him!”
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“Don’t worry. As soon as they step within the range of my formation, they’ll be at our mercy.” Yi Feng’s voice sounded beside Zhou Zimei’s ear.
He had chosen to do this because he wanted to think through exactly what Old Wang and the Provincial Discipline Inspection Commission inspection team wished to discuss with him. At the same time, he needed to consider whether he had left any loopholes in his usual work—loopholes the inspection team might uncover.
She stamped her feet in fury, misery filling her heart. Even weeping did no good. Xiao Long was like a block of stone, utterly unmoved by her feelings.
News passed from student to student was far more effective than deliberately convening a meeting to issue reminders. Deliberate emphasis could only serve as a warning against something that had not yet happened, whereas what the students repeated was experience already lived through and lessons already learned. Clearly, that carried far greater force.
It was like the bodhisattvas and arhats of Buddhism. They, too, were immortals; they simply called themselves bodhisattvas and arhats.
The moment she announced her name, a thunderous cheer erupted from below the stage, accompanied by whistles and wolfish howls.
And so the matter was settled. Yooner was moving into a new home and had invited several close friends over as guests. Yang Mo and Xiujing would be going as well.
Indeed, according to the rules, since he had used foul language, the referee was entitled to send him off the field. Even if he appealed after the match, it would probably be difficult to obtain a result that satisfied him.
The venue once again fell silent. The two voices seemed to tell a story—the story of someone in love alone. Life rushed past in less than a hundred years, and the person you believe is most suitable for you is often not the one you truly desire. That fleeting glimpse, bright as a startled swan, may linger in your memory forever, though you fail to realize that what cannot be obtained is always what seems most precious.
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