Chapter 20

"It is merely a stopgap measure. You know as well as I do that if we don't put on airs, they will just think we are easy to bully," Duan Chenxi said with a laugh, rubbing his nose.

When getting off the train, they suddenly spotted Lin Jiahua, the deputy director of the pharmaceutical factory office. Tang Zhiyong, taking Li Zheng with him, hurried over.

Initially, the plan was to place Zhou Li with Yao Faling at Zhengheshun, as a foreign enterprise would certainly be prestigious. However, considering Zhou Li’s submissive and non-assertive personality, it seemed more appropriate to keep her by Ma Lisa’s side.

The costs for repairing the Garden within a Garden and the nearby damaged houses and shops would all be covered by the late Tu Yuyan. After all, the current situation was caused by him, and as he had been a lone individual with no relatives, all his assets would be donated to the Xi-San Garden.

Tang Zhiyong sat in the very back, far away from the loudspeakers, even secretly stuffing bits of cotton into his ears. Yet, he still couldn't escape the discomfort; his tinnitus, which had just started to improve, felt as if it were about to flare up again.

"I went to check, and that side looked even more normal than the other accident sites. Perhaps the body just fell into some part of the elevator shaft," Liao Bing said. At the time, he had also felt that since it was the first incident, it should be taken seriously, so he went to look immediately, only to find nothing. Everything appeared perfectly normal.

Suddenly, the demons gathering from all directions fixed their gazes on the two of them. Meanwhile, the sound of air being pierced echoed from afar as more demons rushed over to watch the battle.

"Tsk, did she say something she shouldn't have?" Wu Xin knew a thing or two about Han Zhi. She must have said something superfluous that annoyed the Heavenly Dao, which then descended directly upon her.

The Empress touched her belly. Sooner or later, Su Qing would have a child, and sooner or later, the two of them would fight over that position for the sake of their own children.

Fei Niao nodded, watching Leng Mu’s figure gradually fade, and immediately tucked the transformation device she had taken out back into her pocket.

A man, raising a young child on his own, wanting to find a mother for the child—this was something any normal man would do.

Mo Hua nodded, vaguely understanding, but he still felt there were loopholes. Even if things were to develop in that way, both sides would merely be competing with each other, and his side held some advantages.

Xu Mingzhi turned to meet Yu Guang’s gaze, both of them seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.

Song Laoshan twitched like a fish out of water. He struggled, clutching the sword hole in his chin, but he could neither stop the flow of blood nor the fading of his life.

She ground her back teeth indignantly and said, "It’s really not a big deal. It was just a scratch, wasn't it? Who knew the stones at the bottom of the river were so sharp?"

"So why has He kept from showing His face? The time for the next round of exams hasn't refreshed either..." Chen Jing was deeply puzzled, and the "he" in his mind could not make sense of it either. Even in the space-times "he" had visited, such a situation had never occurred.

He could see the "greed" in Chen Jing’s eyes regarding that throne, so he didn't want to leave at this moment; he wanted to see what Chen Jing intended to do.

Chen Lulu got up, rummaged through her suitcase for a long time, and pulled out a transparent plastic bag to hand to Hua Yi.

"Um, Auntie, let's talk next time. I need to head home first!" Jiang Yu'an’s face lit up with excitement as she ran and skipped all the way home. Jiang Yu'an was still alive! As for the promise Yan Qi made to solve the problem of others forgetting her, it seemed insignificant at this moment.

Upon hearing what Zhang Taichu said, Lu Jin nodded repeatedly in agreement, adding that he would explain the situation to Lu Linglong once she regained consciousness, and they would come to find Zhang Taichu then.

Besides, a favorite concubine of the Prince of Zhao must have had some beauty; how could she possibly end up doing menial laundry work in a secondary residence?

Furthermore, she thought that she wanted not only profit but also fame. She wanted to squeeze into high society and earn the qualification to stand side-by-side with Xia Feng.

Uncle? Lingchen had originally despised how Yaya addressed him, but now he felt it wasn't so bad. If she called him brother, wouldn't that put him a generation apart from Chen Lan?

The middle-aged man did not enter the room immediately; instead, he looked at Shao Yu in surprise and slowly uttered these words, "Are you... are you... Shao Yu?" He then wore an expression of disbelief.

"Heavenly Venerable, as the saying goes: there is no banquet in the world that does not come to an end. The Dao also says: things long divided will surely unite, and things long united will surely divide. Let everything follow its natural course. If you, Heavenly Venerable, keep it in your heart, what is the difference between meeting and not meeting?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said.

Princess Mu had been crying since last night; her eyes were now as swollen as walnuts, and she was in no state to be seen.

Su Zhe considered problems from a perspective quite different from Wang Tieming’s. He was training the Tianxing Stronghold as if it were an army. Although the stronghold was still a long way from being a regular force, Su Zhe believed that with enough funding, it was not impossible.

The "King of Ten Thousand Spirits," the artifact spirit of the Great Wilderness Pagoda of Ten Thousand Spirits, had witnessed every action Yun Tian had taken. Seeing Yun Tian speak this way, it instinctively wanted to resist, but after pondering for a moment, it nodded. Yun Tian smiled slightly upon seeing this, and within a few breaths, he refined the half-immortal artifact.

After hesitating for a long time, Su Zhe’s pupils narrowed; he had clearly made a decision. Then, he reached out his right hand and attempted to touch the blood-colored spherical object.

At that moment, Luofeng, already a hundred miles away, felt a sudden tremor in his spirit. A violent pain shot from his heart through his internal organs to every pore in his body, and tears streamed from his eyes—whether from the physical pain or the agony of his heart, he did not know.

Sure enough, when Catherine saw the drawing George had added to, her expression turned extremely ugly. She began to tremble and convulse, giving the impression that she had reached the limit of her endurance and was on the verge of a breakdown.

In the jungles of the Savage Beast Mountains, tall trees rose from the ground. A figure shuttled between them; it was Xue Hao.

"Enough nonsense! Your helper, that Blood Clan ancestor, is likely on his way to his death. You are next. You want to destroy my base? Do you think that’s possible? To wipe me out? Even your mother is nowhere near capable enough!" Ye Tian shouted coldly.