Volume One, Chapter 43: The First Time Shopping with Family

Pei Xi’s words were not without reason. Xu Qingning, seeing Xu’s father so agitated, could understand but still harbored doubts.

Another dish was a serving of fried rice with egg; however, the eggs used were no ordinary chicken eggs—they were phoenix eggs.

Hearing this, Ye Hanyu, who had been calmly seated nearby, waiting for the three to tear into each other so he could reap the benefits, suddenly narrowed his eyes. A cold, bloodthirsty gleam flashed briefly and vanished from his gaze.

I placed the key in my bag and hung it on the bedroom’s coat rack. When I went to the living room, Yu Liang was already seated by himself.

Lian Feicheng, also suppressing a smile, let him revel in his vanity. He then lifted the folder He Ji had just handed over, carefully reviewing the entire strategy for the upcoming tournament once more.

Wu Ningxin took out a card and said, “This is a card my boyfriend gave me. Spend whatever you want. Tomorrow, I’ll take you all to the supermarket—whatever catches your eye, we’ll buy.”

Zhang Cuilan’s face darkened instantly upon hearing this. Not finished yet? Could there be something even worse? What could be more devastating than losing the company?

But as the distance closed, he was able to observe closely. Then, sweeping his gaze and sensing the mountain peak with his soul force, he finally locked onto a location.

At that moment, Qin Shanhai suddenly didn’t want to go home right away. He wanted to stroll along the street for a while.

Qin Feng shrugged, a sly smile playing at the corner of his mouth, and raised both hands lightly.

“What a terrifying fellow.” Countless hearts shuddered inwardly. Lin Feng’s power unleashed in this battle was truly fearsome.

“You…” Ren Yong’s face darkened upon seeing Sun Zhao mockingly suggest he had fainted. He was unaccustomed to such ridicule.

All the scenes began to change—the forbidden black abyss vanished, the roaring and turbulent cosmic burial sea calmed, and the dense primordial spirits retreated.

After the New York battle, Thor’s reputation soared on Earth, instantly becoming a superhero on par with Iron Man.

Valkyrie dove over the wall, trying to distance herself from the prehistoric beast, but was still pinned down by E Jia’s two-phase teleportation.

The director now only wished to anticipate all possible occurrences during the match, devising responses in advance to avoid the regret of losing despite having had the upper hand.

The SIS Club’s PUBG team had achieved such success in the esports scene precisely because of their relentless hard work and perseverance.

This sideways glance didn’t diminish her grace; instead, it added a touch of playful charm.

Though they drank and laughed, father and son seemed to have recaptured a fragment of their old days, yet their hearts remained restless and distracted.

“Did you make your mother angry again?” Huo Guoqiang entered and, seeing the tense standoff between mother and son in the living room, shook his head helplessly.

Throughout the era of the Ji Zong dynasty, many were valiant warriors, and the northern expedition was always on their lips, yet it never succeeded.

Mo Lingfeng’s golden collar swung at her neck as she collided with Wu Jin. Wu Jin opened his arms and pulled her firmly into his embrace.

The last time he attracted the gaze that triggered the “Extreme Delusional Consequence,” he was aided by the “Chaos Origin Dragon,” narrowly escaping disaster. Who would come to his aid this time?

Because her attention was focused on finding the wrong notes, Hua Shanyun had no time to appreciate Teacher Kong’s exquisite pipa performance. When the piece ended, numerous marks had been scribbled on Hua Shanyun’s score.

“I see.” Qin Shou’an quickly showed a look of sudden understanding. Everyone was intelligent—there was no need to spell everything out so explicitly.