Volume One, Chapter 22: Mother, It’s So Cold, It Hurts So Much

"Fine, if you have things to attend to, go ahead. I have Ke'er here; I don't need so many people looking after me." Qin Xuelan finally relented, letting Tan Jing leave. Otherwise, if she stayed any longer, there was no telling what kind of madness Mother Shen would descend into or what she might say.

Lin Ye walked over to the spot where Lin Wei had just been standing. Seeing a pile of burnt ashes, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't keep our guests waiting. You all go down and entertain them; I will be down shortly." Old Master Han spoke, his tone toward Mrs. Han remaining indifferent as always.

Wielding this identity to act high and mighty and slap faces everywhere was quite useful. It allowed her to deal with the open hostility and hidden barbs of her stepmother and stepsister with ease.

"How do you plan to handle this next?" After listening, Tan Jingyi pursed his lips and tightened his jaw. Keeping his eyes on the road, he focused on driving while asking for Tan Jing's thoughts.

There was a room filled with medals, shoulder boards, and trophies—too many to count. Mingzhu pursed her lips, suddenly feeling a sense of guilt.

The news of the Xiao family's accident had only just been sent to the palace, and now this even more unexpected event had occurred. It was likely that the Emperor would find it difficult not to issue a punishment.

"Don't try to win my favor. My only requirement is that Xiaoxiao lives happily; I don't care about anything else." Liu Huiru had only this one demand. Unconsciously, her relationship with Fu Xi had grown much closer, as if Fu Xi and Lou Xiaoxiao were already married.

"If I cure you, will you be able to lead the Horse Gang once again?" Xiao Ziyang asked. Having realized that there were other factions in Huaming City, he knew that if Feng Shan could continue to command the Horse Gang, it would not be a bad thing for him.

However, to use brute force to lift a stone weighing tens of thousands of jin—even if Xu Changqing himself were here, he would likely be unable to do it.

Others might not know, but Crow knew: this Giant Tiger's younger sister was one of Yu Long's mistresses. It was said that she was exceptionally skilled in bed, which was why Yu Long took such special care of the Giant Tiger, though it was a pity that some mud just couldn't be plastered onto a wall.

The farmers who had fallen to the ground looked at each other, and after exchanging glances, they stood up one by one, limping away while supporting each other. Staying behind would only mean getting beaten further.

Huang Pengcheng, hiding under a rock, felt his heart racing with panic. He wondered if these makeshift reinforced stones could withstand the attacks of these men. Now, he could only leave it to fate! He hoped that Chen Junxiang and the young man from earlier could create another miracle.

After hearing the sequence of events, the corrupt official bared his teeth at the monkey and said, "Woof! I don't believe in people, and I don't believe in gods. You monkey head are just spouting nonsense." The corrupt official thought to himself, *I heard my ancestors were extremely subservient to humans; I must never let other animals find out about that.*

Chapter 104: The Siege. Deng Xiuling felt a surge of heat gathering in her abdomen, and when she walked out, she had to hunch over, which was incredibly embarrassing.

Lin Mei's massage parlor now had many such people. They couldn't control their mouths, yet they were unwilling to move their legs to exercise, so they could only spend a lot of money to have Lin Mei's staff use massage techniques to stimulate their muscles and burn off the excess energy absorbed by their bodies.

"Hai! This fishery company is quite good. Not only do they have fishing grounds in Japan, but they also have one in the South Seas," Iori Keiko said.

"What exactly is going on? Explain it clearly to me and stop shouting. Can't you see we have guests today?" Meng Fan let out a roar, and the bickering group suddenly fell silent. After all, he was the owner of the medicinal field; whether it was Zhao Yue or Cuihua, they all had to show him some respect—who else was paying the bills?

Ever since he entered the door, Qin San's gaze had not shifted from Du Han. It wasn't because Du Han's beauty had captivated him, but because he felt that the aura of Buddhism radiating from her had grown even stronger.

"Good! Sister Lanying! I'll be there in ten minutes!" The person on the other end of the phone replied crisply and clearly.

"To tell you the truth, we pay thirty million immortal stones in rent per year! If I transfer it to you, it will probably double!" the shopkeeper said.

Li Xiao waved his hand, and the golden pills flew rapidly into his palm. Finally, he swallowed them in one gulp.

Zhang Hanming hummed, thinking about Li Han's poison-immune nature, and felt like teasing him.

I secretly felt relieved, but at that moment, another tree-man suddenly sprang out from the side. He swung a hammer at my left hand. Unable to bear the pain, my grip loosened, and the sword fell to the ground.

Feng Qingzi looked at the Green Dragon, who then nodded to the person beside him. That person immediately flew toward the place where Xiao Yu was hiding.

Yu Chou took the spirit cage from Zhang Hanming's hand. Looking at Yu Yan inside, her eyes flickered, and she smiled.

"This is the first time you've thanked me. It seems you really are a greedy person." Xiao Bai glanced at him sideways.

Therefore, in Ye Yun's view, even if he killed the tens of billions of martial artists present, he would still be in the right.

"With the college entrance exam approaching, taking more tests won't do any harm," the English teacher said, sealing the students' lips with a single sentence.

And so, Lu Jun continued pedaling his bicycle. "I'm pedaling, pushing hard, pedaling with all my might, pedaling harder still—finally, I've reached Wangwang Mall," Lu Jun said with a sigh of relief.

"Close the door! Don't you dare peek at me!" Lu Jun, who had already reached the bedroom door, heard Chu Fei's voice again.

Just at that moment, without knowing what mechanism Ye Feng had triggered, the spirit tablet on the altar suddenly toppled over, and a stream of pitch-black energy erupted from the entire altar.