Volume 1, Chapter 57: Behind Her Stands the Supreme Authority of the Dragon Country

That is true. The search area had already been narrowed down; if they still hadn't found anything, there would be a serious problem.

Ning Fuchen's attention was entirely focused on the secret scroll, so he failed to notice the subtle change in expression on Chi's face.

Zhou An was a man of rigid principles. How could he possibly disobey Huangfu Yixuan's orders? With a few long strides, he reached him, hoisted him up, and carried him out toward the courtyard.

These are simply two choices: would you rather live comfortably, or wear yourself out to prove your worth?

Chen Feng made no move to retaliate. Instead, he simply began clearing away the bowls and chopsticks. He wanted to see for himself just what Wang Shoucai was really up to.

Huangfu Shimeng stomped away in a rage for a short distance before realizing she had no idea where she was going. She halted, turned back to look resentfully at Meng Qing, tears welling up in her eyes.

Among peers, especially when encountering grandmasters, there is naturally a strong desire to meet and thoroughly discuss the finer points of painting.

Young Master Gourd wore a look of casual dismissal in his eyes, though it was deeply concealed. Because Longqing had lost her usual judgment on account of the young master, she completely failed to notice it.

Chen Feng let out a bitter laugh. Despite talking until he was blue in the face, the problem remained unresolved, and things had only become more chaotic. Still, he finally got to vent, having given every single one of them a thorough tongue-lashing.

With that, he strode away from the servants' courtyard toward the back yard, with Guo Fei following closely behind, completely bewildered.

Yet she could not break away. Nativiel was continuously casting dark magic and had summoned a three-headed hound of hell. Managing to speak without being injured required her utmost concentration.

"Alright, shut your traps." Wang Bugui finally motioned for Lu Hao and his companion to gag Yu Wude's mouth, realizing that if this continued, a brawl would genuinely break out right here in the underworld.

"Everyone, take good care of Lady Lei and City Lord Azure Dragon," Xue Feng said as he already surged into the sky.

Wang Bugui's world returned once again to a realm of still water. Immediately after, brilliant golden light erupted from his entire body, dyeing this expanse of still water entirely gold.

Jiang Feng's words were resonant and powerful, and Liu Chuan could not helping being moved. However, Liu Chuan was no fool; he sensed that Jiang Feng also had his own agenda.

Toward evening, Yao Xin fled to the banks of the Fu River. Daring not to pause, she ran southward along the shoreline until dawn, eventually reaching Baiyangdian. When she inquired at a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy, the resident physician told her that the medicine pouch she clutched was none other than "Mafisan," used exclusively for amputating arms and sawing through legs. If decocted and consumed, it would cause one to immediately lose consciousness and remain in a deep, unawakening coma for five days. Upon hearing this, she was struck with terror and disbelief.

Good grief, what on earth was she thinking? A bitter smile involuntarily touched the corner of Shi Shuiyue's lips. She... truly was not the one Tang Yan loved, was she?

Liu Buchang hastily instructed a clerk to exchange broken silver for the transaction. After seeing off Su Tan, he carefully examined the silver carp and felt that such an object should belong to a wealthy household; how could it have fallen into the hands of a poor person? Though he found it rather strange, he did not consider the silver carp to be a rare and peerless treasure, and thus gave it no further thought.

"Tang... Yu, where did he take our Sect Master?" Mu Qing was still unaccustomed to the sudden appearance of this father figure, but since it concerned the Sect Master, she had no choice but to demand an explanation.

"Is this the current state of the West? It's truly even more severe than I imagined—vampires are still this rampant!" Wang Bugui clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Their appointment was at B University. Shen Qinglan arrived at the main gate a step ahead. After dropping her off, Douglas parked at a spot in a cafe across the street from the campus; worried that Yan Xi's emotions might spiral out of control, he dared not leave.

Uchiha Fugaku was so furious he was practically breathing fire. Reinforcing the front lines was an order from the village, an order from the Hokage—could Uchiha Fugaku possibly defy it?

"What are you doing?" Shen Qinglan asked indifferently. There was no need for pleasantries between her and Wu Qian, nor was any polite detachment required.

Chuxiao raised her head to look once more. Although the tree was lush with foliage, sunlight pierced through the layers of leaves, casting down numerous rays of light to remind her that it was a bright and clear day.

Xiu Yaru also perceived the subtle undercurrents, but with guests present, she did not show it, continuing to host everyone with smiles and laughter.

Having gone to sleep early the night before, she woke up exceptionally early as well. Who would have thought that the moment she opened her eyes, she would be terrified by the sight before her?

Yan Xi had matters weighing heavily on her mind, yet even so, when it came time for Luo Zhen's lecture, she concentrated fully and listened with rapt attention, not daring to let her mind wander for even a fraction of a second.

Itachi was quietly sipping coffee at the moment, clear-eyed and sharp-featured, with an upright posture and a distinctly refined, scholar-like aura.

It was rare to see this usually composed middle-aged Chinese man behave this way—at times clapping in loud laughter, at times knitting his brows in deep furrow. What on earth had happened?

"Third child, why on earth do you want to spend the winter in some remote mountain hollow?" Tong Xiuzhuang was unwilling. How wonderful and bustling it would be near the county seat!

Su Hao raised his hands in surrender and buried his head back into the sea of problems, desperately trying to conquer those head-scratching test questions.

This meal lasted well into the evening. Because they had ordered quite a few alcoholic beverages, the bill was not low, and consequently, the hotel's service was exceptionally attentive.

In his past life, he had pursued Xu Yuwei bitterly for so many years, yet she remained utterly unmoved. Therefore, from the very day Su Hao fell in love with Lin Muxue, he and Xu Yuwei had already become complete strangers.

Wei Zhexing walked over to the corner of the wall. There stood several yellow wintersweet shrubs, releasing a piercingly sweet fragrance, alongside a particularly tall orange tree. This year's harvest of oranges was so abundant that the branches were weighed down to a bend.

With practiced, fluid movements, she flipped down from the bed, casually grabbed a ruler, and pushed open the bedroom door, the entire sequence flowing seamlessly as one.

Let alone the Great Sheng Empire; whenever Li Qianhui thought about it, a chill ran down his spine. Never in his life had he handled a transaction of such massive scale. He wondered to himself whether his Imperial Elder Brother had been driven slightly mad from being constantly occupied with affairs of state; otherwise, how could he possibly commit such a ruinously extravagant act?