Chapter 161: Shen Wanqian's Tactics

The three of them followed Chief Steward Ma Mingtang through several covered corridors before arriving at a traditional Chinese courtyard. The estate contained many buildings, most of them modern, but this one courtyard alone possessed an unmistakably antique charm.

After entering the courtyard, they came to a room of roughly two hundred square meters. It was imposing yet strangely empty, containing only a hospital bed, beside which stood a great deal of modern...

The two chests containing the treasures were then opened. The moment Yan Sha saw what was inside, she could not help letting out a cry of surprise.

Gu Shishi wore a pair of enormous sunglasses. The moment she saw me, she scolded me for being useless, saying that Shu Yiyi and I still had yet to determine who was superior.

If he struck at Yin Gezhi first, he would give him a reason to rebel. Never mind that there were already many people in the court who supported him; as for the Imperial Guards, Commandant Chen had come from the Eastern Palace. Though he was considered utterly loyal to him, if the person facing him were Yin Chenbi, whether he would obey orders was another matter entirely.

Thus, Murong He had no choice but to leave Murong He’s hospital room. He carefully repeated a few instructions to the bodyguards outside the door before heading toward the elevator.

My name is Zhong Shiguang. When my parents chose it, they happened to see the clock hanging on the wall and remembered that our surname was Zhong, so they came up with my name rather casually.

“What kind of gambling method are you talking about?” What Yue Ming hated most was the way Wei Renwu always left half of what he meant unsaid.

Dinner had been arranged at Juxuan. Ye Chenyu and the others had only just arrived at the restaurant when Gu Xiao came in with her new colleague.

People gradually forgot about the account, and no one continued associating it with Ye Chenyu.

But now, no one was capable of caring about her pain. She seemed like a presence that would never draw anyone’s attention.

Si Junhao seized Ai Mu by the arm and shielded her behind him, watching the man before them warily.

When he finished speaking, Gao Xuan could clearly feel an extremely powerful force radiating from the man’s body. The instant it emerged, it enveloped Gao Xuan completely, leaving him no chance to escape.

After Qiao Yang left, Gu Jiuyue leaned against Qiao Yan’s shoulder and began to cry, releasing the emotions buried deep within her heart.

This venerable ancestor had spent many years cultivating in seclusion within a forbidden sanctuary belonging to the Eastern Family. Fearing that someone might disturb him, the current head of the Eastern Family had designated the entire area as forbidden territory. Without the ancestor’s command, no one was permitted to enter or leave—not even the family head himself.

Yan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and hugged the wine in her arms more tightly. Steeling herself, she thought that it was not as though she had never kissed him before, so there was really nothing to make a fuss about.

Who would have thought that advancement on the Tianwu Continent would happen in an instant? If they had not been observing so carefully at that moment, they truly might not have noticed it.

In only a few minutes, Mu Lingxi had already organized the dozen or so files Liu Yan had just given her. To be honest, sorting through such materials was hardly difficult for her. Compared with using a computer, repairing one was probably the only thing she found even slightly challenging.

Chu Feng smiled faintly and gazed into the distance. In the camellia grove, two figures could be seen approaching leisurely through the flowers.

Jiang Yuan focused his gaze and saw a blue ice sword thrust diagonally into a slab of Profound Ice half a man’s height. It possessed an aura similar to that of the ice below. The hilt was shaped like the head of a flood dragon, while the blade was engraved with intricate, ornate patterns resembling the dragon scales on its body.

Alan clearly had not expected to encounter such a scene and appeared somewhat flustered. All he could do was walk forward, gently pat Qiao Yang on the shoulder, and try to draw her into his arms to comfort her.

Alone at home with no one for company, in a silent, empty house, Ouyang Qianlong could hear even the faintest sound she made.

A spark of blue light shot from Gu Yehen’s fingertip, summoning a golden phoenix. He leapt onto its back and followed Feng Xue’s figure as they flew toward the Qingtian Secret Passage.