Volume 1, Chapter 63: I Am Ji Yan

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Just as Zhu Shiyang waited with a broad smile for Jiang Yuan's reply, he suddenly saw the young man opposite him offer a slight smile and utter that exact phrase.

Chauvinism was the true path. To be honest, he saw nothing wrong with it. After all, formidable figures like his late mother, Princess Pingyuan, and Zhang Lihua were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, with only a few appearing across decades.

Having parted ways with Zhang Yutang and the others on land, Zhang Heng stepped upon a long spear, riding it through the air to return to the Great Freedom Heaven Palace and report back to the Master of Freedom.

Although there were a few crooked trees nearby, it was at least much safer than the surrounding areas cluttered with leaning utility poles and chaotic electrical wires.

As he was speaking, his gaze suddenly fixed on the depths of the Potala Palace, where a pair of eyes seemed to be smiling slightly at him.

After eating and drinking his fill, Gu Qingyan felt somewhat unfulfilled. Though the wine was fine and the dishes exquisite, drinking alone without company was hardly enjoyable.

"Those who sever emotions are precisely those consumed by them. Yunchen, you are the unbroken attachment of my, Yunxue's, entire life. If you do not wish for me to be destroyed beneath the Heavenly Xuan Sword Intent, never again do anything that stirs my heart." The intoxicating flush had yet to fade from her cheeks, yet her eyes were devoid of emotion and her heart frozen.

His cultivation had stabilized at the second step of Dao-slaughter, but to reach the third step, the celestial spiritual energy required was still far from sufficient.

With worry gleaming in her eyes, Li Ruoxi put down her phone, her white teeth biting down on her lower lip.

"What is it?" Huang Kun pulled Di Yunchen, who was still in a daze, as Patriarch Leshan and Granny Red Flower crossed the crater created by Qingcheng simultaneously to launch their attack.

Hearing this, Qi Xuyao smiled. Indeed, why was he borrowing trouble and worrying needlessly? He Jinniu was no pushover! If anyone dared to block his son's path, he would definitely roll up his sleeves and beat them up! After all, he had repeatedly and publicly expressed his hope that Heyuan would inherit his musical talent and achieve even greater success in music.

Furthermore, while Lin Nuannuan was praised for her culinary skills, many of those dishes were actually prepared by a maid named Qiunong. As for how well Lin Nuannuan herself could cook, that remained anyone's guess.

Receiving Chu Qinghan's look, Xiao Ruyue snapped back to reality and hurriedly turned her head away. She decided to let the matter rest for the moment, resolving to demand a clear explanation from Chu Qinghan after getting off the plane.

"Xiao Zhe, are you satisfied with my arrangement tonight?" Ji Anqi asked with an evil smile from the other end of the phone.

Bathed in the spring light, her face appeared exceptionally serene, faintly revealing traces of her former delicate beauty.

Early in the morning—if it were any other day, her uncle would have already left for work. What was happening today? Why hadn't he gone to work, and why had he personally come to deliver a meal to Ji Nanxin?

He knew everything! Cheng Hongyue, who had still been harboring a shred of wishful thinking, shook her head in despair, sensing the arrival of the Grim Reaper.

I abruptly stopped in my tracks, feeling a dizziness clouding my mind, and crouched straight down, burying my face in my knees as I asked in a muffled voice.

After taking a shower, while still in prime mental condition, she picked up her phone and struck poses before the lens.

Sensing the situation outside from within the cave, Yunzhi knitted her brows. It seemed the situation outside was far more severe than she had imagined; someone appeared to be monitoring every movement within the stone forest. Moreover, the discovery of the paper crane might have already exposed her and Zhang Si'er's whereabouts here.

Tong En remained silent, shifting her gaze instead to Jerry. Jerry raised his eyebrows in satisfaction and pressed the intercom.

Entering the large department store, it was quiet and sparsely populated. Any piece of clothing casually picked up cost no less than four hundred yuan, making it clear that window shopping was the only option. The rest of the time was spent wandering the mall, and by evening, her grandmother took us to visit several relatives.

For the time being, she deliberately stuck close to Qin Su, trying her best to stay away from Gao Haotian. Fortunately, Feng Yuanyuan constantly remained by his side, leaving the two of them with virtually no opportunity to chat again.

"Alright then, I'll go write up the hospitalization form and arrange a bed right now. You can move in whenever you're ready." The doctor smiled, patted Xiaoqi's shoulder, and turned to leave.

Yi Guzhe felt that among these scholars, very few possessed genuine talent—or perhaps those with real ability simply weren't here.

Mu Xifeng paid no attention to this. Speaking of which, without a year or half, young master Mu could never hope to crack a level-nine formation. Since these free laborers had presented themselves, young master Mu was quite happy to take it easy.

Wujin struggled flailingly in Wei Shi's arms, venting his frustration by pinching the big shot's waist. The robust muscles felt as hard as iron beneath his fingertips.

Yuhao's aggrieved crying tore at Tong En's heart. Distraught, she hugged Yuhao tightly and looked anxiously at Zhong Yue, asking, "What should we do?" The helplessness and expectation in her gaze filled Zhong Yue with a myriad of emotions.

Qiao Ming glanced over. At this hour, he truly did not want any further trouble arising from Xi Busheng's side.

"Director Kong, I have no relation to the Gao family whatsoever. That time I went to Haitian for an inspection was the first time I ever met President Gao." He had been at the scene that day, so he should have been aware of it.

"This... based on the principles of the snake-and-tortoise hiding formation, that most perilous terrain should lie within the underground subterranean river downstream. The snake and tortoise bite each other, withdrawing into the tortoise shell; the place where they entangle is the point of greatest danger," the bald man said.