Volume 1, Chapter 41: The Foolishly Filial Old Workhorse Eldest Brother in an Ancient Imperial Examination Story 21

Steve believed that if he were in Tony's position, he would pick up his shield without a second thought and flatten the person who uttered such nonsense; even a third-rate domestic drama wouldn't dare fabricate something so absurd.

Meng Zilu wanted to say something more, but a carriage approached, and the attendants behind him hurriedly pulled him aside.

Before boarding, Ling Jue carefully inspected the inside and outside of the helicopter, and only after confirming everything was in order did he sign his name on the storage agreement.

"Yang Ruxin, she really is our nemesis." The Holy Lord stopped, gritting his teeth slightly. He had the feeling that whatever he did seemed to be within her control. Since his plan had failed, Yang Ruyu's plan was probably also exposed long ago, as he could not sense the presence of Biluo at all.

After the eldest son left, Mother Huo could not wait to ask about what had happened at the Gu family residence last night. To prevent her parents-in-law from worrying excessively, Gu Nanyin described the events lightly and concluded by comforting the elderly couple that their own household situation was stable and there was no need to dwell on it too much.

"Can the Tanmo region investigate this matter of the sleeping man?" The Lord of Snowbird Port had asked himself this very question long ago.

"Did you go to the Huo Corporation to find Beixiao today, and run into Gu Yiyi as well?" Mu Yan continued to ask.

Ling Jue noticed that she was so shocked that she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet, and with a doting smile, he reached out to fasten her seatbelt.

"As for hygiene, I'll supervise you and there definitely won't be any issues. Although snoring and teeth-grinding are a bit tricky, they can still be corrected."

Xiaowei looked at the bloody scratches left from her face down to her neck, ran over anxiously, and prepared to apply medicine for Yu An'an.

From this, it was evident that Feng Wu's heart had turned thoroughly rotten; it wasn't just a matter of killing someone, but wanting to destroy their very soul.

The amount of information was rather large. Chen Yu and Jiang Feng furrowed their brows for a moment, pondering carefully, but upon hearing the final ability, their eyes instantly lit up—flying into the sky held immense attraction for them.

Looking at Memphis again, he clearly wasn't eating; he was... stabbing his food. A piece of chicken was poked back and forth in his rice until its original shape was unrecognizable. His gaze shifted from my face to Carol's, then from Carol's back to mine, and finally returned to the chicken, refusing to look up again.

"Did you hear that, Immortal Yichen, did you hear that? It wasn't me, truly not me! Do you understand now? I've been wronged!" Chen Yu explained with a look of relief, inexplicably grateful to the person who had been cursing. The curses were so well-delivered, so spot-on.

At this point, Aoyin could be said to not care about the life or death of the Dragon Clan at all. It seemed that over the years, to achieve his current level of cultivation, he had gone through who knows what, actually abandoning his original初心 (inner self/intentions). It appeared his own understanding of this younger brother of his was still not profound enough.

He Manzi walked forward slowly, feeling as though a mountain of blades and a sea of flames lay ahead, yet she had no choice but to keep walking.

"My dear Wanqing, I believe your choice is correct!" Inside Su Wanqing's office, Tang Fei, who had been summoned inside, said with absolute certainty.

However, such an approach did not guarantee a hundred percent success. If something went wrong in the end, the path of advancement for these people would effectively be severed midway by Emperor Jiyi.

"Swish—" Yang Ren was secretly terrified and instinctively dodged. His figure vanished from the spot and reappeared two meters away.

Yet in Aunt Cai's eyes, Yang Ren was indeed being far too modest, because she had personally experienced the superb level of his medical skills.

"Do you still have business?" Su Hanyao thought for a moment and sat back down. Perhaps she subscribed to the notion that accepting hospitality makes one soft-spoken, which prompted her to sit down once more.

Upon hearing the system prompt, Liu Tao looked into his bag and sure enough, three red and one orange crystal-like transparent beads had appeared inside.

However, her proud self-esteem made her feel that simply accepting her fate like this would be a deeply humiliating thing, especially when facing her mortal enemy, Bai Lu, which made this sense of frustration even more intense.

When the two walked on foot to Nana's house, long before they arrived, they could hear wave after wave of weeping. The closer they got, the clearer it became.

Silver radiance almost covered the entire sky above the city, and thousands of giant lotus flowers blossomed fully. The beams of light slashed toward the almost completely sealed protective barrier, suddenly disintegrating in mid-air and falling down like countless showers of light.

"Commander Zheng has successfully rescued everyone. Thank you, Master, for your merciful forgiveness," Li Chaojun wiped his tears with his sleeve and said gratefully.

To be honest, I had never felt such crushing pressure before, but strangely enough, after the initial tension, I instead felt a sense of irrepressible excitement and boiling blood.

The golden dragon started crying again—this time, it seemingly wasn't crocodile tears, but rather the tears of Meng Huo expressing gratitude to Zhuge Liang, and the sound resembled singing.

The Pope frowned, lifted his robe, and cursed incessantly: "Damn it, can't this road be any easier to walk?" Under the divine pressure of God, the Pope was unable to use any holy power; he could only trudge forward step by step.

Forget it, someone like this would be of no use even if they followed me... I sighed and walked toward the vehicle against the traffic.

Zhao Yinlan raised her slender chin, brimming with pride, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but cast a triumphant glance at Xiao Qifei. Their relationship was only good on the surface anyway, and she wouldn't deign to cozy up to Xiao Qifei.