Volume 1, Chapter 23: "Should We Just Let Go?"

"Mother, let me help you inside to rest. Once you’ve recovered, I will come keep you company," Aunt Gui said.

Looking at Yan Sui, she saw that Yun Chi was indeed feeling unwell and quickly apologized, saying, "Uncle-master, I am sorry!" Yun Chi shook her head and replied, "It is quite alright. Do not be so harsh with your junior brother; he is merely concerned for me." The latter part was directed at the newcomer, who was none other than Luo Minfeng.

"As long as the two of you come to visit, I am always very happy," the old madam said with a cheerful smile.

"Do you even have the audacity to speak my name?" Feng Dingyun seemed to have finally reached a breaking point, rushing over and striking Luo Jin across the face with several hard slaps.

Just then, a silver-white figure descended from the sky, letting out a roar at the silver snake and confronting it head-on.

Having finished playing the piece in a fragmented, halting manner, Chu Xiangsi was so exhausted that she could barely lift her hands. Her ten fingertips were swollen and trembling from the strain of forcing herself to play against the resistance.

Not daring to lower her guard again, she channeled the Protective Spirit chapter of the Nameless Divine Forging Method, keeping her consciousness sharp and clear.

Lanlan circled the other’s body twice. "How can a pathetic, useless vessel like you be of any help to me?" Lanlan observed with keen interest.

"Beast God Killing Formation, defend!" the Beast God Guards roared in unison. Then, a barrier of martial energy appeared once more, shielding them firmly like a massive, inverted bowl without a single gap.

"While our individual strength may only be at the level of a six-star martial master, do not forget that we possess a combined strike formation," the lead figure in the black robe said with immense arrogance.

As it turned out, once the combatants in the Arena A matchmaking pool heard that a formidable fighter with a three-hundred-win streak had appeared and was dueling in public, they stopped queueing and flocked over to watch the spectacle.

Dou Ying and his companions had initially hoped to intimidate Hu Shuo and his group, crushing their spirit to see if they could find any flaws to exploit and claim some of the credit for themselves.

Feng Ming was indulging in wishful thinking when a stinking stinkbug suddenly appeared in the finance office, flying and falling erratically like a drunkard, finally crashing against the sun-drenched window glass as if trying to get out, unaware of where the door might be.

The golden mist roiled and suddenly surged, enveloping all the metal men in the blink of an eye.

With his Dark Snake True Intent shattered, he could not withstand the force of the Morning Glory crossbows with his physical body alone. In an instant, over a dozen arrows pierced his frame, blood streaming out continuously along the shafts.

Its purpose in participating in the Sacred Lake Pilgrimage was not to receive the blessing of the Three Lake Gods, but to see the outside world... and the beautiful women of the world.

When it came to forbearance, no one could outdo Lin Qingshan. If he lacked such restraint, his family would never have stayed whole to this day. Yet, he knew when to endure and when he absolutely must not.

Zhang Zeyu’s expression turned sour; he had not expected his cousin to have such a close relationship with Qin Feng.

Han Yu climbed out of bed with some difficulty, looked at his charred hands, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Finally, the candidates from Huaxing Middle School looked at Meng Yiqiu, and those from Linxi New Tech High School looked at Liu Benyu. Meng Yiqiu and Liu Benyu exchanged a glance and nodded.

Golden sunlight bathed her jade-like body, filling it with an alluring luster. Her damp hair hung down, adding a touch of charm to her refined features. The water level sat just above her towering breasts, leaving one feeling a hint of regret.

However, he was helpless; Ling Tian’s sixteen spiritual rivers were stuck exactly at his limit.

Jing Pengcheng shook his head. He was certain that what Su Tianyi was about to say was not what he had just spoken; it seemed something was being hidden from him. When he wanted to ask more, Su Jinmei began to speak, and he had to abandon the thought for the moment, waiting to ask in private.

Bai Jin had harbored some doubts, which was why she had come to find Beiming Xie. Upon hearing what he said, she found herself choosing to believe him without reason.

Fatty Wei stubbornly raised his head and stared fixedly at Qin Hao, but Qin Hao calmly lifted his wine cup and punished himself with three drinks, completely ignoring the man.

"You two go ahead and look around; I’m going to help Mom and Dad greet the guests," Qu Yi said with a smile at me and Sister Liang before leaving. Only then did I let out a sigh of relief. Being the center of attention is truly uncomfortable.

"You are going too far!" Ouyang Xun, usually a mild-mannered man, exploded with rage, raised his fist, and charged forward to attack.

This slow, meticulous pace frustrated Yan Liben to no end. Of the other twenty-three, most had already passed away, and those still alive were so decrepit that it was impossible to paint them as they were now. He had to combine their current appearance with existing portraits and add a bit of his own creative reinterpretation.

The day Qin Hao sent Niu Jinda ashore, he did not remain idle. Li Shimin’s army would not need supplies for a while, and since the Great Wall had not yet been breached, there was nowhere to unload cargo. Thus, as they marched, they debated who they should go to support.

Everyone present was busy clinking glasses and drinking to their heart’s content. Clearly, Tian Yan’s victory felt like a triumph for the Mi Luo Kingdom, boosting the nation’s prestige! Everyone was filled with irrepressible excitement.

Although she wasn't entirely sure if Lord Lu was truly angry, her intuition told her it was likely the case.

Seeing Huangfu Song in such high spirits, the morale of the garrison troops was bolstered once more, and they raised their spears, cheering in unison.

In the distance, Liang Gang clicked his tongue, shook his head, slung his longbow over his shoulder, let out a whistle to his officers, and turned his horse toward the city gate.

Back home, Ruan Xilan realized she had been disconnected from the internet for nearly a month. She checked the official portal for recent news and replied to her messages one by one.