Chapter Thirty-Nine: Lou Yu

The women of the Lou family downstairs all felt their brows twitch:
Is it beginning already?
Indeed, she is a wicked stepmother. If this were her own daughter, she would never mention the eldest son at the new bride’s first meeting.
Lou Jin does have an eldest son born of a concubine—this is a fact.
When discussing the marriage with the Dugu family, this should have been made clear long ago.
But even if it is the truth, it cannot be so casually spoken.
Especially when the new bride comes to pay her respects for the first time—anyone with the slightest sincerity toward Lou Jin would never...
“Brother Ying, what is going on? Don’t you know either?” The Lady of the Ice Mink, after a long silence, finally asked.
“Throw them out. Let the Black Dragon Society and the Yamaguchi-gumi see that we are not to be trifled with.” Before Qiushan Hu could speak, Xiao Ming interjected.
After a moment, Oka, still using a tone as calm as ever, delivered a piece of news that nearly made Guinevere cry out in surprise.
“Brother, have a smoke.” The eldest among them suddenly laughed, pulled out a pack of cheap cigarettes, lit one, and handed it to Xiao Ming, who took it and lit it, clamping it between his lips.
“Sigh, when I came, the Dragon Chief warned me you were a trouble spot. Seems he was right. Luckily, I’ve already called him—let’s see how he handles this,” Long Liu said with a bitter smile.
The moment my feet touched the ground, a figure lunged toward me. Before I could react—or perhaps I did, but I was taken aback—it was Cagalli Yula Athha, who wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her head against mine.
However, the eyes of the gathered nobles who witnessed this scene grew even more peculiar and astonished, as if what unfolded before them had completely overturned their understanding of the world.
Turning his head slightly, Xiong Qi saw a delicate, doll-like face. Large eyes sparkled with tears.
“I’ve been in seclusion for five years, and my oversight of you has slackened. Last time, I taught you the Magic Eye technique—how many layers have you mastered?” Huang Xie asked in a seemingly casual manner.
Yet, though the fierce beast was wounded, it grew even more frenzied, unleashing rings of fire, fire blades, ice shards, and wind blades, advancing upon the four slowly.
The camel was munching contentedly on the grass Qingqing had picked for it. Qingqing bent low to lift her basket, intending to see if she could find any familiar medicinal herbs. Suddenly, she felt a bit dizzy.
“Why don’t we turn up the volume? Watching this kind of film without sound just won’t do,” Shanshan said, and soon the room was filled with louder sounds. Now, you didn’t even need to press your ear to the door to hear what was happening on the computer screen. Long Jianfei knew all too well what kind of videos played on that computer.
The toxins lingering in her body felt unbearable, so she purged every trace left within. Afterwards, she developed a high fever. According to 101, she would be feverish for three days, and when she recovered, she’d feel refreshed and clear-headed.
Within the Red Gobi region, the most renowned are the domestic Hainetian Medical System and the Western Continent’s World of Holy Physicians.
Li Zhen was naturally lonely aboard the ship, her thoughts consumed by her master. Sometimes she wrote to Mei Hanxia, sometimes Li Zhichen would say a few words to her.
The group cupped their hands and said, “Our paths differ, so we cannot plot together. Forgive us for taking our leave.” They led their sect members to seek another table. Though the others saw this, they did not recognize Nangong Po and assumed there was enmity among the groups, paying it no mind.
Chang Yan, lacking inner strength and martial training, still not fully healed, nevertheless did not fall behind, following after them.
Luo Yu, unable to dodge in time, was stabbed again under his left ribs, blood pouring forth. Sweat drenched his brow from the pain, and Shui Yuan’s attendant also thrust a sword at him.
“That’s impossible. I’m a professional. Besides, they were inside for only ten minutes—it’s impossible to detect,” Iron Mask continued.
Give Konoha a few years and they will regain their former strength. Once restored, a trivial Kirigakure will pose no threat to Konoha whatsoever.