I Have an NPC Boyfriend: The Grand Finale of Mirror Void City
Led by Mother Qin, Qian Mubai found himself surrounded by the Qin family relatives, who grilled him from every angle. He replied to each inquiry with unwavering patience.
Once the questioning subsided, Mother Qin glanced behind him and noticed Jiang Wei, also a handsome young man. "And who might this be?" she asked.
Qian Mubai turned to look at Jiang Wei. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Wei quickly interjected, "Oh, he's the... driver."
"My goodness, how impressive! Their family must own quite a lot of land if they can afford to hire a driver," the second aunt remarked with a click of her tongue.
"Indeed. We were just worrying about Xiao Mo's love life, but look at her now, she has such..."
She did not tell her, thinking that since she still held some connection to Prince Xuan, there might still be room for her to maneuver. As long as she concluded that the benefits outweighed the risks, she had the audacity to proceed, even if the choice was dangerous.
Just then, Li Sisi walked past, her gaze lingering on Shen Nanyan as she looked her over.
Yan Mingqiao did not consider herself unfashionable; she simply felt that red paired with gold looked better than red paired with silver.
"Brother, I am truly convinced now. You are incredible!" Emperor Yan gave Lin Xiao a fierce hug.
Resigning was no easy task, and besides, Zhao Ci was still young and healthy, far from meeting the requirements for retirement.
***
Jiang Miao’s heart tightened. She gripped her handbag more firmly, paused for a few seconds in silence, and then strode away.
Hearing her sobs, a flicker of impatience crossed Fu Hanjing’s face, but in the end, he did not say anything that would further break her heart.
This fantasy world had endured countless eras and numerous ancient wars; who could say where its limits truly lay?
In the days leading up to Lord Lin Xiao’s wedding, the Great Qian Dynasty was packed to capacity, with cultivators sitting everywhere to listen to his teachings.
Relying on his full gear, he boldly backtracked to the spot where they had separated and turned another hundred or two hundred meters clockwise. Finding nothing, he had no choice but to retreat, grit his teeth, and head up the slope to search for the others.
Jian Man watched Eleven leave with a smile, but as soon as the door closed, she let her stiff smile fade.
Unwilling to stay any longer, she turned to leave, but no sooner had she taken a step than someone grabbed her wrist.
But now, that restraint had vanished completely. Everyone felt their breathing ease, as if, in that instant, their very bodies had become lighter.
After reading it, Chen Mo pressed his lips into a thin line, his expression solemn. Though he usually wore a stern face, it was different this time.
I pushed open the window to face the cold wind under the moonlight and talked to myself. Actually, aside from his ruthlessness, his seizing of the throne, and his cold-blooded nature, is Wei Min... quite decent?
Seeing this, Yan Qi, who was behind them, almost couldn't stop himself from stepping in to help. With great difficulty, he restrained himself and continued to follow quietly behind Chen Mo.
***
Feng Changshu sneered, while Pu Tao stared back with an innocent expression, acting as if he truly knew nothing.
Ming An had never expected Jian Man to look like this after coming downstairs. Hearing the crowd’s praises, he was overjoyed; without a second thought, he let go of Chen Ruichu and reached out to wrap his arms around Jian Man’s waist.
Outside, snow began to fall again, covering the gentle sunlight from moments before. Song Yixing sat on a stone bench, and White Cake jumped onto his lap, where he stroked it gently.
"Pah! With your level of skill, you dare to show off in front of me? Since you won't say it, I'll tell you: the aura of the East lies with Sun Quan, and the aura of the West lies with Liu Bei," Cao Ang said, his tone brimming with dominance.
Meanwhile, the officers and soldiers of the First Cavalry Division and the Fourteenth Cavalry Brigade were also rewarded. Officers at the battalion level and above in the First Cavalry Division who had performed meritorious service were awarded the "Nation Above All" medal, while the commanders of the regiments, battalions, and companies of the Fourteenth Cavalry Brigade were also recognized for their battle contributions, receiving medals and cash bonuses.
Whether they had secured a room or not, the guests were all gathered in the lobby, eating, drinking, and chatting animatedly about the affairs of the martial arts world.
The assault had turned into urban street fighting, but regardless of the form of combat, the number of Japanese soldiers and puppet troops was too small; their fate of being wiped out was already sealed.