Chapter 24: Displeasure

The Loyal Family: I Am the Pillar King of Daxia Mountain Spring Farmer 1249 words 2026-03-20 13:34:33

"This is a major cooperation agreement from the Su family, worth billions," Chu Qingcheng said coolly as she gently placed a contract in front of Jiang Chen in the study. Her beautiful face remained aloof as she continued, "This contract is enough to make the Jiang family rise to become the third most powerful clan in Jianghai City in a short period. The Su family has sacrificed considerable benefits for this deal as well."

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Observe how every time Gongsun Xuanyuan kowtowed, his forehead struck the ground with a resounding "thud," demonstrating his sincerity.

Meng Fan didn't gain much advantage either. After all, the cat demon had cultivated for nearly a century and had been a third-tier demon beast for decades. Its cultivation was profound and its power formidable. Its tail, as hard as a steel whip, lashed Meng Fan's leg and nearly crippled him.

The herbal shop mentioned by Wang Zhi Mu was quite upscale, occupying several storefronts. There was a steady stream of customers buying medicine. Wang Zhi Mu had already called his classmate, so as soon as they entered, someone greeted them warmly.

"Yes, Master! I’ll see to it immediately! Tomorrow, Xiao Yunfei will meet his maker! Please rest well!" After tucking the old master of the Su family in with a light quilt, the old butler quietly left the room.

Just as the chair was about to come crashing down, Lin Qingxiang swung her spear, knocking the chair aside. Yet she saw Lin Yumeng hurtling toward her like a falling star, startling her. She had no idea what martial art this was.

"Chen, you must understand that brave warriors are forged in battles of blood and fire. Let them go. Come, let's have a drink." Barlow clearly underestimated this air raid. With the Japanese air force already suppressed and unable to lift their heads, he didn’t take four Japanese planes seriously at all.

Lin Yumeng's understanding of a nation still remained in her previous life. Back then, establishing a country was no easy feat; besides having strength, you needed recognition from neighboring nations. Without that, you were at best an organization, not a real nation.

Huang Jia looked at Mo Fan, whose breaths were shallow and feeble, and worried he might die at any moment.

Since Xuanwu confessed his crimes, accepted his punishment, and defected to their side, he had gotten along well with everyone.

"I won’t show mercy this time either, so please, Buddha, do not intervene," Ghost Seven said coldly, his expression hard as steel.

Besides, I've already torn all pretense with her. This choice must have a winner, and the power to choose lies with Jiang Cheng.

The old man took a step forward, twisted his waist abruptly, and struck out with both hands. The great tree before him exploded with a loud "bang."

"Greetings, sirs. I didn’t realize you were in a meeting. Please excuse me." She turned to leave. She hadn’t come to eavesdrop; she’d been away from the prince’s residence all day. Her appearance now was just to signal Meng Xia that she was dutifully at home.

A heavy punch landed on the nearest team member, who let out a miserable scream as his body was sent flying.

Liu Hao shaped his right hand into a claw, enveloped it with faint soul power, and drew the Golden Leopard toward him. A strange energy wave spread out, enveloping the leopard entirely.

"How is your restaurant? All you do is joke around," Hua Wu scolded Hua Ran with a stern look.

There was no time to think. Su Xinyue turned to leave, but as she took her first step, her foot suddenly gave way and she nearly fell.

But apart from making herself sick, this accomplished little else and caused her only minor trouble. The Mu family gained nothing from it either.

Ziyu felt the scholar’s cold gaze settle on her, scrutinizing her before moving away. Only then did the feeling of sitting on pins and needles fade, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Instead of complaining, why don’t you save your strength for work," Yu Xuanji said with an unconcerned smile, patting Ruyi’s shoulder. If Mu Liangxue wanted to cause trouble, she would simply ignore it and go with the flow. She wanted to see what he could do to her.