Chapter 44: Too Busy Looking at His Own Wife

Study.

Pei Jiuru was giving detailed instructions to Qingtong down to the smallest matter.

At last, he enjoined, "Make sure all the loose ends are swept clean."

"Yes." Qingtong recovered after a brief moment of astonishment; he had not expected his master to employ such an iron-fisted and ruthless strategy this time.

Yet, it made sense; eliminating future troubles once and for all had always been Pei Jiuru's consistent style.

Pei Jiuru waved his hand dismissively. Noticing that Qingtong's feet seemed too heavy to lift, he asked, "Is there still anything you do not understand?"

"This subordinate hears—"

"Let me finish eating before you speak. Judging by your expression, it certainly cannot be anything good, lest I lose my appetite after hearing it!" Thinking that Lin Haihai was about to broach the topic of the living dead, Xing'er hurriedly cut her off.

"Since that is the case, let us make some sour plum soup then!" Chen Luoqing whistled and said with a refreshed and cheerful expression.

What he had witnessed and heard over the past two nights had completely subverted his worldview. His mind was entirely paralyzed, leaving him only able to look at Lü Qiushi with a gaze full of adoration.

"Doctor Lin, are you truly fellow townsfolk?" Gao Jianli asked in puzzlement. If not, why would she understand Wu'er's temperament so thoroughly?

"Shut your mouth, do not speak!" Seeing that her voice was weak and devoid of strength, Zhaoran realized she had not improved at all, which only heightened his anxiety and caused his voice to rise.

Striking while the iron was hot, Ye Feng leaped forward in pursuit. Bursts of faint vital energy erupted from his hands as he unleashed a rapid succession of punches and palm strikes, swift as lightning, powerful as Mount Tai, stirring up a violent gale.

Although Qin Ling and the others had been together for years and wielded the Five Elements Sword Formation far better than Wang Shizhong's group, their actual cultivation was only at the early stage of Sword Sovereign. Potent though the Five Elements Sword Formation was, the enhancement it provided remained limited.

She turned around coldly, her tear-filled eyes staring straight into Cheng Jin's. Her teeth were clenched tightly, producing an eerie sound in the silent hallway that felt like a series of illusions.

Li Si had no idea how he had walked over in a daze. The moment he took that suave first step, Li Si felt that he simply had to step forward and rescue Yu Qing from her predicament.

Xu Rongrong was slightly stunned, not expecting the topic to shift in this direction so abruptly. What did he mean by "if Pei Mefan kissed her"? She and Pei Mefan had already kissed long ago... and more than once at that.

Upon hearing that delicious food would be provided, Ye Zhu figured that even if the place itself turned out to be boring, making the trip just for a meal was entirely worth it.

"What does it have to do with you?" Having uttered this displeased remark, she directly hung up the phone and switched it off.

A middle-aged man spoke up. He originally hailed from the imperial capital. Upon seeing that ordinary residents in Jiangxue City could effortlessly own a courtyard filled with blooming flowers and fruit trees, he felt an overwhelming sense of envy.

He was working himself to the bone for someone else at the company, while that same someone was relaxing at home, watching television and eating snacks.

In truth, Shi Tian had not initially intended to devour the Rock Demon's energy; after all, ninth-tier mutants possessed extremely strong control over the energy within their bodies, making absorption virtually impossible.

Certain that the freak behind her could no longer catch up, she finally came to a panting halt, followed by a burst of hearty laughter.

Before leaving, she did not forget to sweep up vast fields of ice crystal flowers and stash them all at once into her Moon-Weaving Tassel.

Seeing her catch her breath heavily after taking a few gulps, Long Yifei's dark, thick brows remained tightly locked together.

The dirty machinations of power struggles and endless scheming within aristocratic clans had finally spread into the family he had meticulously nurtured and managed for over a century.

Recalling the sleeping postures of Meng Xing and his subordinates in the lobby just moments ago, Li Yongle decided to find a place to build a home of his own, even though this villa was practically identical to his own property.

There were nine Great Snow Mountains in total, forming an interconnected mountain range. Each snow mountain stood several thousand meters high, surrounded everywhere by bitter ice.

"Yes, I truly enjoy boxing. Boxing gives me a great sense of security," Wang Yujing said, revealing a radiant smile as she gestured with a few boxing moves.

Only, the fruit salad in Huaxia was not authentic; it was a counterfeit, far inferior to the one in France.