Chapter 41: Of Little Consequence

The old Duke offered a reassuring smile and turned his gaze toward Jiang Li. "I must trouble you, young man... to look after my granddaughter for me."

"She is the only granddaughter I have left... If you can assist her, please do so as much as you are able."

There seemed to be a hidden meaning in the old Duke's eyes. Nan Yan failed to notice it, but Jiang Li appeared to catch it.

He nodded to the old Duke. "Rest assured, Duke. I, Jiang Li, will certainly take good care of your granddaughter."

Hearing this, the old Duke froze for a moment.

While publicly dismissing the possibility and insisting that Xu Jingyuan must have been overly suspicious and mistaken, he turned around and slipped away to find Song Li, pestering him to probe into what Shen Qielan truly thought of Xi Fuwei.

Later, Bao Xin heard from her father that the Grand Matriarch’s natal family, the Qing Princes, had been framed for treason. Although the evidence was insufficient, they were still exiled three thousand miles away.

"Teacher Su, you need not say any more. I am in a difficult position and cannot help you," Wang Guolin said, shaking his head. He remained indifferent to Su Man's request.

Logically, since they were all running brothels on the same street, the competition should have been fierce, and it would have been normal for them to look down upon one another. Yet, she seemed not to mind the competition at all, even going so far as to solicit business for the other establishments.

Prime Minister Xia went to fetch Consort Mei. She was initially unwilling, but after the Prime Minister whispered a few words to her, she pondered for a moment and then followed him.

Bai Qiusheng knew that Bai Muxue had a fondness for Lin Feng, but the mission to the Zhongyi Sect was far too critical; he could not possibly take Bai Muxue along to risk her life.

The Emperor had merely detained everyone in the Prince Jing residence without passing judgment yet, but the world outside was in an uproar. Families of the victimized officials even blockaded the gates of the Marquis of Yongding’s mansion, demanding that the former fiancée of the heir come out to apologize and that the estate pay compensation.

The image on the monitor froze right at the moment when Xia Wan'er was supporting Qiao Mingye, and he was leaning down to speak to her.

Not only that, but the force of the lightning bolt sent Long Fei's body flying backward, knocking him a full five meters away.

"Just you wait!" the Seventh Princess glared at them viciously, shoved past Shen Suixin’s shoulder, and strode away from the vanity mirror.

She wanted to scream, to roar, but her throat felt as though it were being clamped by a giant hand. Unable to utter a single word, she could only watch helplessly as her own body slowly turned into ashes.

The entire Heavenly Dao Palace belonged to Mu Wange. She could fight here at any moment until she completely overwhelmed her opponent.

Entering the building, they followed the old man upstairs. After walking for nearly ten minutes, they finally arrived outside a room with a sign that read "Principal’s Office."

Her body kept falling. She tried to grab hold of something, but there was nothing to grasp. The further she fell, the darker it became, and her consciousness grew increasingly blurred.

After a long silence, she sighed and returned to her calm, detached demeanor. With a wave of her hand, a black pillar slowly rose from the center of the hall, and resting atop it was a seed that looked like a walnut.

He was currently surrounded by scientific fanatics, and he felt his own scientific literacy had improved significantly during this period; he understood perfectly well what it meant for quantitative changes to lead to a qualitative shift.

It was evident that the methods Liang Yu needed to acquire were not only offensive in nature but also powerful enough to be displayed in front of others.

Sensing the boundless murderous aura in Hu Ao's presence, Situ Hao felt a slight shock. Although this pressure had no effect on him, the Xuanyuan Sword in Hu Ao's hand posed a genuine threat.

"Silly girl, one should not forget the friends of one's humble days, nor cast aside the wife who shared one’s hardships... How could I ever abandon you? As for your sister, although there is nothing between us, if you are willing to share a husband with her, I, your husband, would not mind." Liang Yu said with a grin.