Chapter 49 We Need to Find Another Way

"It seems you have no intention of reconciling with us today?" At that moment, however, Young Master Changhong directly interrupted Sima Kun with a cold tone, looking at Chen Fei and speaking frostily.

Sister Wu had never expected that Wang Fen would renovate her newly bought property in such a manner. Although she owned numerous assets, none of them were as extravagant and wasteful as Wang Fen's, turning an entire floor into just a few private rooms.

How could the Twin Witches of the West Sea afford to be distracted and speak at this moment? Standing shoulder to shoulder and linking their efforts, they attacked and defended in unison, complementing each other in advance and retreat. Relying solely on a golden, dazzling magical chain that roared incessantly with a clattering sound, they fiercely resisted and desperately fended off the biting, silver arcs of cold blades drifting all across the sky.

"Then what about all that you've been saying about not wanting the engineering payments from us?" Dazhuang squatted down and continued to ask, his face behind the sunglasses remaining icy cold, his massive physique blocking the fat boss like a mountain.

As I uttered these words, I glanced around, only to see that the devouring power of the Yin-Yang Eight-In-One Infinite Marrow-Cleansing Scripture had already spread toward Zhou Yiyang and the others. In case it continued to spread further, not only would the members of the Blood-Spirit Cult suffer losses, but my brothers would also be injured by this sorcery. Therefore, I immediately halted it.

"Brother... exactly how old were you originally?" Dazhuang looked at Wang Fen in utter shock, asking in a stammering voice. With such immense strength and such a formidable treasure, that was only imparting six-tenths of it?

Tribulation of love, tribulation of love. If I am willing to relinquish this supreme position of the Queen Mother, would you likewise be willing to forsake the hatred residing in your heart?

"We are just creating a serial feature for promotion, rather than a simple piece of news," Boss Dai chuckled. Although his original intention was to get on camera a bit more often, the effect turned out to be much better.

Cenarius, the Guardian of the Sun of the East Sea, abruptly halted his steps, raising a hand to shade his eyes as he gazed into the distance. The wasteland was covered with a stark white frost, carrying a sense of desolate purity that felt bleak and bone-chillingly fierce as a gale rose once more.

Situ Lexuan cleared her throat and was just about to continue when she was stepped on by the man. Dongfang Mingxuan glared at her, took a slight breath, and then offered a faint smile to Yun Qianqian: "Third Sister, I am somewhat tired, so we will head down to rest first." With that, he grabbed Situ Lexuan by the shoulders and dragged her out forcefully.

Night Chen knelt on the ground, pronouncing every word clearly. Each word was like a knife, and every sentence was sharp. No one expected Night Chen to begin narrating the story in such a manner, leaving everyone momentarily bewildered. What did the matter of the koi fish have to do with this affair?

Consequently, during this final week of preparation for the finals, all media reports were practically divided into three distinct sectors.

Yinshi's face turned cold, his brow shrouded in a lifeless gloom. He accepted the wine from his mother's hands and drank it down, feeling an even more intense pain gripping his chest.

"Boss, we want to guess that one, that one, that one, and that one." Yun Jingchu pointed to the four lanterns they had chosen. In addition to the three picked by the adorable little ones, there was also one chosen by Yun Jingchu for Baili Yan—a flame-shaped lantern that happened to echo Baili Yan's name.

Yun Qianqian twitched the corner of her mouth. These two fools dared to save people without knowing any medical skills; she truly had no idea whether they were saving lives or taking them. If they really managed to beat someone to death like this, their royal manor would genuinely be doing a bad turn with good intentions.

Compared to the domineering majesty she displayed when hunting down Lianwan in the past, the Fire Phoenix now appeared somewhat desolate. Her once-gorgeous multicolored feathers were plucked and tattered, with flesh exposed in the worst areas, and a single glance at the shape revealed them to be claw marks left by a Qilin beast.

Dividing the family estate has been a major event since ancient times, and the division of the Rong family's household took more than half a month before it finally settled down.

While the royal manor was still immersed in an atmosphere of tranquility, the arrival of a single person shattered it all.

The handwriting was crooked and clumsy, barely legible. Xie Shuning glanced through the letter, tossed the letter paper onto the heated brick-bed table, and let out a chuckle of amusement.

The morning court session proceeded as usual: first listening to the officials report on their work, after which the emperor provided his decisions or discussed solutions with the ministers.

At this moment, Jiaoyue truly regretted refusing Mother Fang's kind intentions, allowing her credit card to fall into Han Huanyao's hands.

Feeling her body swaying unsteadily, Jiaoyue opened her eyes and realized she was inside a carriage. Jiaoyue estimated that this mission world was an ancient one.

However, given Jiang Yueitang's personality, a direct persuasion obviously would not yield much effect, and it was very likely to produce the opposite result. Furthermore, it seemed too late to advise her now; besides, Jiang Yueitang had always been strong-willed, and matters she had decided upon were not easily reversed.

After speaking, Jiaoyue turned and walked away. Seeing this, Li Xingyao could no longer care about anything else and scrambled up from the ground in a hurry.

"Master, the matter has been properly arranged." Having been subjugated, Pei Yu had already grown accustomed to acting submissively in front of them.

The doctor said that Father Cheng's condition was not very good; his blood pressure kept dropping—wait, could not be lowered—and all causes leading to high blood pressure had been checked without success. Therefore, he could only remain in the hospital to receive blood pressure reduction treatment while being kept under observation.

"It seems you still want to kiss me," Tang Chen said with a smile that was not a smile, though there was no warmth in the depths of his eyes.

When the ambulance arrived, the medical staff insisted that Gu Qianrou go along as well. Even if she was not an immediate relative, she still had to go to handle things like hospitalization payments.