Chapter 61: This Favor is Colossal

"Why are you here?"
Yin Sumumo managed to support himself as he stepped out of Kaifu Temple.
Uncle Ji and Wan Niang only then realized their master possessed such a "delicate" side.

"I heard the Prince, out of compassion for the disaster victims in Wuzhou, knelt in the freezing cold for three full days to pray for them. I was worried the Prince might lose the ability to walk because of this, and since our wedding day has not yet arrived, if anything should happen to the Prince, I could at least..."
Zhao Jiao said breathlessly. Couldn't Uncle Ji and the others have lent a hand with someone this heavy?

How could Lin Yun take Su Qianqian's words seriously? He just smiled without a word, walked to the roadside to hail a taxi, and got in with Su Qianqian to head for the airport.

These ice-fire jujubes were growing at a rate visible to the naked eye; as they grew, the pitch-black soil vanished, slowly turning white.

He simply unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car to fetch her back, and obediently placed her back into the passenger seat.

As soon as the two entered the living room, their gazes landed on Lin Yun, sizing him up with eyes full of disdain.

Even the lotus pond outside the courtyard gate was in her preferred style, bearing a subtle resemblance to Riverbank Villa.

Michen finally felt his power fading away, rushed straight in, and let out a heart-rending, hoarse roar.

No matter how rebellious he felt in his heart, this punch had landed squarely on his own face anyway. Xiao Yin was sitting right there, wisely keeping his mouth shut to watch the spectacle.

What a joke. Even Caine, the Progenitor of the Vampires—a legendary entity from the same era as the angels—could not stir up any waves before the Archangel Michael, let alone diluted-blood third-generation vampires like the Brujere.

Even though Zhao Guohua was protected by true essence, after all, he did not possess the terrifying physique of Qin Hao. Enduring such a forceful blow, sustaining heavy injuries was the inevitable outcome.

Among the common folk, some spoke very generously, while others cast their gazes upon Bai Yinglong and the other two with a faint trace of hatred. For no good reason, they shifted the resentment of wearying Mr. Liu and being unable to see him onto Bai Yinglong's trio.

"If you don't rein in your behavior, I might take some measures regarding your situation tomorrow." Chunyu Xi refused to chat with her.

She needed to use this dagger, plunging it into the dragon body of the Primordial God Xuancang, in order to suppress him here. Once successful, the entrance would close. As the one sealing him, she could leave, but Lu Linsheng would be unable to, because the formation here targeted all dragon clans.

The noises outside grew chaotic, as if many people were rushing out of their rooms. Layers upon layers of candlelight flickered in their hands, resembling fireflies dancing about as they scurried back and forth across the deck in disorganized footsteps.

Her eyes always carried a guarded look, as if he could snuff the life out of her at any second. Well, true enough; most people in this world looked at him that way.

Liu Fuyi looked silently out the window, his gaze seemingly passing through layers of towering buildings to reach that cluster of rolling ancient temples.

Because the second after she acquired the axe, Thyllis had already slashed it down toward the slumbering Kaisen.

Thus, Xiao Yu grew even more expectant, while Xiao Ruoguang, upon hearing this, looked at Ji? with an exceptionally anticipatory gaze.

Breaking the silence was the ringing of Ji Xuan's phone. Ji Xuan let go of Ji Yu, took it out, and raised an eyebrow at Ji Yu in mild surprise.

With a stable enterprise and social network connections, she could freely experiment with her ideas within the manor. Whether it was farming tools, grain seeds, or luxury goods, give her five years, and she was confident she could dramatically improve the family's financial situation.

Seeing her fiancé's foolish, ingratiating smile—tantamount to a tacit admission—Yuan Shen nearly choked on his breath. Ever since his betrothal to Cheng Shaoshang, his life had been nothing short of colorful every single day.

Although Lin Baoshu had not stepped in to help them, even in their foolishness they knew that Lin Baoshu had gone out of her way to spare their lives.