Chapter 39: The Multiplication Table

Back home, seeing the meager amount of water left in the kitchen, Mrs. He grumbled incessantly. "I knew that girl was no good, but I never imagined she would actually do this. With only this little water left, how are we supposed to survive for seven days? I still wanted to take a bath!"

The entire Mu family’s expressions shifted instantly.

Mu Dehong frowned. "You want to take a bath?"

Seeing his expression, Mrs. He pulled a bitter face and said, "I have no choice, ever since that girl poured it out last time—"

"Qin Yu, I know Song Shan and Guan Zu offended you, but there was no need to kill them the moment you raised your hand," Ning Kun said.

"She is deeply troubled by the rumors and wants to break up with me because of them. I cannot let such absurdities affect the relationship between her and me," Gu Chenxiao stated.

Lin Mei froze. Xing Zheng had taken over Rong Shi? No wonder his attitude toward her had changed completely after Xing Sha visited the Zhuhua Villa once. If he wanted Rong Shi, he would certainly need a wife of equal social standing, and Jiang Chubi was the best candidate.

"If only there were a few more Grandmasters," Qin Yu thought to himself, rubbing his chin.

At this moment, having tried for so long, the Charizard was truly reaching its limit and voluntarily returned to its Poké Ball to rest.

She simply quieted down. She hadn't had much to say to him anyway, and after being fed a meal by him, Ning Rui felt utterly tormented. She returned to the bedroom and lay down.

Due to Lin Lin's agitated emotions, the wound on her neck, which had finally been bandaged, was affected.

"Slaughter your mother! Where were you earlier!" Han Meng kicked Han Wei in the stomach again.

Yan Ruoxue felt a wave of warmth, followed by a flush spreading through her body, as if she were soaking in a hot spring.

Leng Sicheng hooked the corner of his lip slightly, raising his glass symbolically, though he did not take a sip.

By the time school ended, Wen Jun still hadn't returned to the classroom. I assumed he never wanted to speak to me again; after all, he only liked me in the past, and now that he was with Super Lu, what was there left to say to me?

In an instant, the situation was brought under control, and the surrounding skeletons continued to collapse.

Lu Lingfeng clenched his fists. Amidst such a scene, his emotions were submerged, replaced by an intense sense of arrogance.

Heavy footsteps sounded outside the door. Huan Hua hurriedly wiped her eyes, stood up, and opened the door.

Gu Qingqing and he looked at each other, their gazes meeting in the air. Perhaps because the room was too dark, it was impossible to discern any excessive emotion in Leng Sicheng’s eyes.

The Second Prince, Feng Zixian, truly had not expected Xiao Ruyue to say such a thing. He paused for a moment before saying, "Isn't it because Auntie, the Princess Consort of Wu, brought so many people, that following you is safer? Besides, my Imperial Brother and I..." He laughed sheepishly.

"Ahem..." Zichen, being stared at by that infatuated gaze, merely held a slight smile, watching Lian Si the whole time. No one knew what she was thinking. Green Bud, serving on the side, feigned a cough, which finally brought Lian Si back to his senses.

Baili Hongzhuang’s eyes were also filled with a trace of confusion. She had searched the room until now and still hadn't noticed the location of any mechanism; it was far too strange.

As soon as the mist was blown away, the old master of mechanisms stared straight at Old Qian and the others, signaling that their shield raft could turn back.

"The fruits in the woods cannot be eaten; they are deadly. Besides, this forest will make you lose your way," Liang explained.

At the thought of the consequences of admitting defeat voluntarily, Yang Yihong was filled with dread. With his mind racing, he took a deep breath, straightened his back, and looked at the others to the side.

Over twenty Sages of God-Refining were present, nearly all of them in the late stage of God-Refining, with some even having reached the Great Perfection of God-Refining.

The beams of light all struck the flagship, but as the main vessel, its defensive capabilities were naturally not weak, allowing it to hold out for the time being.

Just as Zheng Qiu rebounded and struck toward Xu Zhan again, Xu Zhan happened to straighten his body. He stood as if he had never moved, remaining in the exact same spot without even changing the direction he was facing. If Xu Zhan hadn't been able to react in time, Zheng Qiu's fists would have landed squarely on his back.