Chapter Seventy-One: The Great Trouble of the Su Family

“Can we stop talking out here? My stomach is already growling with hunger,” Su Chan pouted.

“All right, all right. Old Geng, let’s stop chatting. President Su is hungry. Let’s go in and eat,” Ye Cheng said with a bright smile, taking Su Chan’s hand and heading into the Emerald Fragrance Pavilion.

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Doing the rounds was merely a routine check on the patients. Director Gong chatted briefly with each one before hurrying off to the next ward. No sooner had he left than Sister Xie immediately began gossiping.

The moment Smith saw the contestant representing the Underworld Alliance, his expression grew grave. He had, of course, heard the name before and was well aware of their strength.

Long Yuntian looked out of the cave and said, “I hate her. Every time I see your mother lying in deep sleep, my hatred for her grows. Yet these past years, all I have hoped for is your mother’s awakening.”

Today the sun shone brightly and the warmth was exceptional. The new students’ enthusiasm was palpable, for today marked the beginning of the freshman tournament.

Gongsun Xin’er had long noticed a dark figure rushing toward her. As she was about to react, she realized that the aura felt oddly familiar, or perhaps sensed instinctively that this person bore her no ill will. Only when the white-haired elder repelled the figure did Gongsun Xin’er see their face clearly.

After a while, suddenly, an aged voice echoed out from Lake Ten Heavens, reverberating throughout the surrounding lands.

That earlier fluctuation of energy had clearly carried a trace of murderous intent. Lü Xuan, unable to pinpoint the familiar aura, mistakenly thought it was emanating from Ren Zhonglong’s uncle.

A man and an ape sipped wine together, wandering to the edge of a great disk. Gazing down at the world stretching for thousands of miles, then looking up at the boundless sky, it seemed that drinking in this manner possessed a flavor all its own.

By this time, Qiu Yulong and his three cronies had already left, unable to bear the ridicule of those around them.

The snow blanketed the ground, as if the plum blossoms of Mount Xi had fallen everywhere. Mother and the nursemaid, both clad in white, were pinned down in the snow by the servants of the Li household.

I wondered how he had managed to slip past all the guards into the palace, only to realize that my palace was separated from the outside world by nothing more than a single wall. It was no wonder he could climb over.

As she spoke, Rongyan had already reached the door. She pulled open the heavy security door, and before her stood a face that was still somewhat childish.

As the two bonded in mutual understanding, Mother learned that Father was the Crown Prince of a neighboring land and would have to marry far away.

“This outdoor livestreaming really is physically demanding.” Xiao Bai cast a glance at the doctor in disguise, then pointed the camera at Jiang Jiahui and ran after her.

Having finally managed to calm her emotions, she was once again overcome with desolation and pain when Kong Jin mentioned Sikong.

Even after I forgot about that white-robed gentleman, I ran into him again one day upon returning to the flower grove. He was being pursued by several masked men in black.

Gu Yu stared wide-eyed at the person before her, unable to imagine that she would one day be openly bought and sold like this. It was a complete overturning of her worldview. Instinctively, she looked toward Mangzhong, who still regarded Grandpa Tang coldly, inexplicably soothing Gu Yu’s startled heart.

She stole a quick glance inside. The scene within was completely different—while outside was lively, inside was serene and elegant.

Duan Jingqi let out a muffled groan; his left shoulder had been stabbed by an assassin, and his right arm was slashed open.

Xing Feng received the guests himself, his manner extremely courteous and respectful. With his dignified appearance, elegant bearing, and formidable strength, he exuded charisma, drawing a few extra glances from those accompanying the visitors.

It was now ten o’clock at night, the prime time for young people to begin their nightlife. On the bustling streets, the pounding music from the bars could be heard—electronic beats and DJs alike. This was a place where one could party to their heart’s content.