Volume 1, Chapter 47: Messing With Her Means You've Hit a Brick Wall

"This is too much, absolutely too much! How could they Photoshop the pictures like this? They are practically desecrating my money!"

Su Nianxi was quietly gathering evidence of the instigating trolls in the comment section when she heard Su Yan muttering indignantly as he walked down the stairs.

"You're actually home?" Su Nianxi was extremely surprised to see her eldest brother.

Liu Zijin was not sure whose handwriting the childhood-sweetheart letter was, but he had a pretty good idea about the ordinary one.

Since Li Xinyue had previously colluded with Liu Linsen to frame Chu Xinyao, she naturally knew who was speaking and dared not mess with him at all, so she obediently kept her mouth shut.

"Otherwise? But you should be an ordinary person. Normal people cannot cultivate; only we hidden aristocratic families have the ability to cultivate. After all, we are very powerful existences, almost transcending worldly power, quite detached. Hehe, enough of that. I came here without a golden finger, do you have one?"

Clients who came for divination had to first kneel on the straw mat upon entering the incense hall, kowtow to the Bodhisattva Guanyin, and then kowtow to her. After finishing the kowtows, they could get up, sit in the seat specially reserved for guests across from her, and begin discussing their matters.

The people around murmured; they were merely god-tier beings and stood no chance against super-god-tier ones in a fight.

"Sister." Li Miao gripped Li Man's hand tightly, shaking with fear—a reaction that stood in stark contrast to how she had behaved when encountering the capsized boat.

Scrambling up in a panic, Xu Yunge fled the Dou family residence, only to find the filth from behind spilling outward. His phone began to vibrate, and seeing that the caller was an unknown number, he hung up immediately.

"General, the personal guard of Marquis Li is requesting an audience." At that moment, a guard walked over. His eyes did not dare meet Nalan Yanran's face, yet they burned with a fervent, worshipful gaze.

The giant crab's petrified eyeballs rolled, glanced at the fat cat, and, after discerning its cultivation level, ignored it completely.

This was also an opportunity to test my strength. If I cannot get past this hurdle, my story will end right here.

"You should have heard what was said inside just now. Yes, that's right, everything four years ago was orchestrated by us. The person who plotted against you was my own mother; she could have taken those bottles of wine away, but she didn't. And as for me, I was infatuated with you back then... Hehe... Even if I had known, I probably would have walked willingly into it."

Moreover, Tong Zhou was already thrilled just to be able to witness this scene. Back in the past, he had never dared to hold out hope that he could live to see such a sight at his age.

He had yet to become a master above men, nor had he enjoyed even a single day of glorious and wealthy life; how could he die so easily?

She cast a cautious glance around. The silent Hanlin Academy was devoid of even a ghost's shadow, and only then did she feel relieved.

Sikong Qian dismounted, took a few steps back, and resolutely raised her arm. Ziyao shouted loudly, "Knowing that he has already lost, does Prince Qian still intend to send these ghost guards to their deaths?"

When Shao Linyang learned of this, he breathed a sigh of relief—though he was the one in the wrong, he did not want his reputation ruined.

However, protected by Yue Ze, who shielded her from all sorts of messy troubles, An Liuli, who remained on the crew to film, was able to earnestly contemplate and hone her acting skills.

"Liu Yaoxi" still knew that dragging things out like this was not a viable solution, and could only silently pray in her heart. Choosing to move her body, "Liu Yaoxi" slowly turned her head.

"Tsk, and here I thought you were going to ask something else." Yun Feiyu smiled awkwardly. "What secrets could we possibly have? Right?" Yun Feiyu asked, looking over at Ye Fenglan.

"Do you remember the first night you stayed at my house?" Xia Mengyu looked at Liu Yaoxi gently, smiled faintly, and asked softly.