Chapter 51

"At first, your second uncle and I did set out together, but we got separated halfway." Nangong Yun sighed, looking at me with somewhat complex eyes and a rather troubled tone.

They had both followed the tracks of the Flame-scaled Python, but upon reaching this place, the python's traces came to an abrupt halt, leaving behind only this chaotic battlefield.

All questions were suddenly resolved. Su Changhe did not wish for his grandson to appear before others, and Su Zilong could not have been unaware of his intentions, yet he had deliberately brought his ailing son here. This man was truly born with a rebellious streak, bent on going against his own father.

I suggested that they might as well just give Tong Tong to the two of them, seeing as the pair couldn't produce children anyway.

Who could blame him for having a demanding and dramatic sister like Ran Shuiyue? Every time his sister had a request of him, she would put on this exact act.

Shaohua thought for a moment and decided that compared to his wife, his own life was slightly more important; once life was gone, what was left to pamper a wife with?

When it came to the ability to badger and make unreasonable demands, Su Zilong was undoubtedly number one in the world. Someone as reasonable as Su Shishan didn't even know where to begin refuting him, and was left flushed with anger.

Shi Ran had never been fond of staying up late, and staying up late made her look less radiant, so she detested such things even more now. Having finally waited until the time was just right, she prepared to return to rest, wondering if this man would continue working.

What Shi Ran meant by those words was simply for him to eat on time. As for whether this man would twist her meaning? Well, there was no way of knowing, because surely no one would misconstrue such an innocent meaning as checking up on him, right?

Time slowly drifted by, and with the blood ganoderma continuously nourishing Wu Xuan's meridians, Wu Xuan gradually grew accustomed to the pain of this rebirth.

"Ahem, I'm not a bad person, everyone understands this. One million a year per person, would you be willing to be kept by me?"

Having seen all sorts of people, Zhao Caihua was completely unfazed by all kinds of inexplicable threats.

Watching Feng Lingxue interact with him as calmly and naturally as ever, and seeing the doting look in Mo Jingxuan's eyes toward his princess, she knew that they, much like her elder sister and brother-in-law, shared a deep and unbreakable bond that no one else could ever wedge themselves into. She would have to go back and ponder deeply on how to face things in the future.

The crowd in the arena clearly regarded Zhang Li as a joke, bursting into loud laughter and mocking him to the extreme.

For a living, breathing person to suddenly speak of leaving this mortal world—the feeling in one's heart was truly hard to bear.

The bouncers of the establishment swarmed in like a mob, yet they were no match for the three muscular men, getting beaten to a pulp.

It stood to reason that a passionate person, when rounding that corner, would also be able to resonate more deeply with another's affection. If the two happened to share a spiritual connection, mutual love would only be a matter of time.

In the present day, Princess Lin had the unmistakable aura of a trending celebrity; any straight man who laid eyes on her would not only swallow hard, but would also let his imagination run wild every night before falling asleep.

Ruan Shisu narrowed her eyes, looking at Meng Xi's pathetic expression, and suddenly felt an urge to beat her up.

"Where is the need for such trouble? We even brought a lot of people with us! You are far too polite, child!" Seeing the clean and elegantly tidied courtyard, Li Qingshan was in high spirits, his gaze toward Dongfang Ye filled with admiration.

"Haha." Hearing this, Gao Feng burst into laughter. Shen Kuo's son actually coming here—it really was quite a novelty.

Cui Cui's complexion was frighteningly pale, yet she encouraged Sheng Jintian to keep going. Sheng Jintian did not hesitate either, hacking down with his sword a few more times amid a crackling burst of sparks, until the two chains finally snapped.

"Oh!" Shen Rouxue's words made the three of them feel somewhat amiss. If Shen Rouxue in front of them were truly their inner demon, there seemed to be no need for her to ask them such questions.

What, providing a virtual platform for free? Father was far too profligate! Lin Miaomiao thought with heartache, completely forgetting that just a short while ago, she herself had been obsessed with getting a free training ground for her fleet on the star net.

On the other hand, Huang Chang was not some pedantic and lofty character; the Si family intended to build a good relationship with him, and he himself had no desire to offend the local tyrants. Both his father and older brother were still making a living under their banner, so drawing closer ties could ultimately do no harm.

In truth, Liu Cai'er completely agreed with what Lin Tianhao had said. Since they were all in the same fleet and bound to see each other constantly, acting composed would make everyone assume the matter had already passed. If they glared at each other with hostility every single time they met, wouldn't that just be blatantly telling everyone there was a problem?

Chen Xue couldn't help covering his face with his hand, apologizing inwardly to the baby still in the hospital incubator: Son, Dad is sorry to make your other father act like a fool.

"He is someone similar to Ma Qing, except his father holds an even higher official rank—he is a Grand Marshal," Gao Feng briefly explained.

Perhaps because Daoist Shuigu was a Taoist priest, the crowd at the scene trusted him even more than they trusted Li Feng.

Once the exam concluded, Liang Yi ignored the surrounding cheers and paid no heed to Yano Nami, who was chattering incessantly by his side, dropping straight onto the grass to wait for the next ninjutsu test to begin.

Hearing her say this, Shen Yan quietly moved a fraction closer to her, as if offering her silent comfort and support through this gesture.

Xie Xiangqiu narrowed her eyes. She slept on the upper bunk, and the light shone right into her eyes, almost blinding her.

Yang Hao took the opportunity to pull Leng Ruyue to his side. A fork was pierced through the young man's hand, and blood was currently flowing from his palm.