Chapter 46: Sister Mianmian, Who Is This?
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A sudden jolt struck Fu Yanchi’s heart—could it be that Mianmian had discovered something? His eyes remained fixed unwaveringly on her, attempting to catch even the faintest clue in her gaze. Yet, Luo Yunmian looked at him calmly and spoke again, “What is your relationship with the president of Yunchi Group?” Fu Yanchi visibly relaxed. He placed his palm against the wall behind Luo Yunmian and asked, “Are you referring to Pan Xiaofu of Yunchi Group?” Moreover, Guangzong City was the stronghold painstakingly built by Zhang Jiao, with high walls and deep moats, backed by the Yellow River’s veins and the Zhang River, making cavalry assaults nearly impossible. The thought of returning to find Guan Wanwan dark and aged, her figure bloated, filled Director Hao with regret over his rash decision. Li Qiucheng chuckled; the digestive systems of the Han people were very different from those of their hardy, cold-resistant non-Han neighbors—one careless mistake could cost a life. “Stop overthinking. I was the first to look for you after coming down the mountain…” Seeing his reaction, she couldn’t help but babble on.
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All eyes turned to her. Nie Shu glanced at Zhao Yan for guidance; Zhao Yan remained silent, staring intently at her, eager to hear what she had to say. He admired the expression on the Bone Mantis’s face as it shifted from shock to fear before he struck the creature with a slap, sending it flying. The Microbial Fairy raised her hand, conjuring a massive ice spear aimed at Lei Yun; however, ice shards scattered, leaving Lei Yun completely unharmed. Yang Biao looked at his son helplessly. Though clever, he simply couldn’t anticipate the scheming ways of those from the lower classes. Even Li Qiucheng had to admit that, after having his weapon shattered by a single strike from Ju Fu, he no longer had the courage to advance. “Although I know selling a month’s worth of wine would surely make more money, what matters most to me is preserving the pristine reputation of our Dragon and Phoenix Pure Drunkenness!” Liu Tianhao hesitated, torn. Meanwhile, others had already donned thick sweaters. Snow continued to fall relentlessly, blanketing the ground in white. In the sky, no other birds flew. Jiang Baozhu’s tears streamed uncontrollably; she seemed to recall her deepest sorrow, her shoulders trembling with suppressed sobs. After Liu Boji finished speaking, her face flushed fiercely. Without waiting for Li Mo’s response, she turned and fled in panic. Alecto snorted lightly, “It’s just a snake…” No sooner had she spoken than a black shape broke free from the greater darkness, silently crawling along the quilt.
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This child was far too obedient—Morlo pouted in dissatisfaction, wondering how Lorenzo had taught him. “It seems you had a plan all along. No wonder you insisted I arrange for Mo Han to find Wange; you had this scheme in mind,” Ye Qingwu thought, relieved that Wange must understand her intentions. The glutinous rice dumpling, who had been eating quietly with head bowed, looked up in confusion upon hearing Dugu Yue’s words, uncertain of what Dugu Yue intended to say. Nangong Ao’s eyes blazed with fury; all he wanted now was to remove Ye Wentian, the thorn in his side. The two illegitimate sons were shocked—wasn’t this no different from being expelled from the clan? In these times, one could keep distance from the clan but could never be without it; otherwise, wandering outside meant certain abuse. Yet scarcely had Lin Yifan returned to school when news spread that he planned to confess to Leng Ningxuan, leaving him utterly surprised. Song Tingyue closed his eyes briefly, pulled up his pants, and turned to the floor-to-ceiling window, lighting a cigarette. Watching Guo Cheng’s next seizure approach, the two arrived at the fourth temple; if the monks here could not heal Guo Cheng, they would have no choice but to return to the Jiuxiao Sect and use formation arrays to suppress his pain. Otherwise, Guo Cheng risked losing himself to agony.