Volume 1 Main Text Chapter 36: Shrinking at the Sight of Others

"Hey, students are not allowed to fly in the inner courtyard..." Before Instructor Beiyuan could finish his sentence, Qin Feng had already vanished. He shrugged helplessly and sat back down in his original spot.

Lying on the rooftop, Zongzheng Shu felt both dejected and pleasantly surprised. Caiwei’s cheeks were flushed, glowing with a hazy, intoxicating allure that made one fall for her at first sight.

Everyone sat down; Fang Zhaoyang, Gao Yiwei, and Mu Fan took their seats as well. Above Fang Zhaoyang’s head hung the solemn national emblem, representing the power vested by the law.

After all, having one’s property burned to the ground for no reason, not to mention the loss of life, would be an unbearable burden for anyone.

This man’s words were airtight. After all, the annihilation of the Li family was in the past, and those in the know, like Old Man Li and Liu Ming, had been silenced. As long as Liu Fu refused to admit it, no one could convict him.

Ding Huaiyu chuckled, "It’s quite heavily guarded. The old man has offended many people over the years, and he is often targeted by assassins." It was a miracle he had lived this long.

Just then, a gaunt, thin man ran over. He was about five-foot-five, with a plain face, a skinny build, and a buzz cut. He was yawning as he ran, looking as though he hadn't fully woken up.

"Miss Nangong." Qin Shuang frowned. How could she speak of such taboo matters with His Highness at the city gate, where people were coming and going?

Rong Yan had been settled in the Pear Garden, though not in the main house where Gu Jingshen and Gu Qianqian lived, but in a small side room.

Qin Fei paused, gritted his teeth, and though he didn't follow, he glared indignantly at Shudi.

Zhou Xuan clicked in casually, but after watching for a few minutes, his face turned deathly pale.

The room was no different from any other; it was just a room. Stunned, Zhou Xuan walked in, feeling lost.

That look in his eyes deeply stung Madam Lei’s heart, causing a sharp pain in her chest. He had never looked at her like that before, not even once.

***

In the quiet café, the usual classical music played. The melodious, flowing tunes eased the worries in her heart. From afar, she saw the man she had once loved, sitting alone in their usual spot. She didn't need to guess to know that the coffee before him was unsweetened black coffee—his favorite.

After everyone left, Mei Yuhan’s face suddenly turned deathly pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. She gritted her teeth, refusing to utter a sound. She collapsed to the floor, her body trembling uncontrollably. She clenched her hands into fists, yet her frame continued to shudder.

Looking at the two boxes of wedding candies in her hand, Ye Xiaomei opened them, took out a piece of chocolate, and began to eat.

Later, she didn't know where she had driven. The road became increasingly secluded, with no other vehicles in sight. Only then did she regretfully berate herself in her heart for being directionally challenged again.

Lei Keyi smiled without a word, his eyes filled with tenderness. He loved her vibrant, spirited self; she was truly beautiful.

"I’ll dance for you, and you provide the applause! If I’m happy, I’ll tell you." Lang Bao squinted, dancing and waving his arms as if under a spell.

Xiao Ran did not want to admit he had been beaten into this state by Ruan Pei, claiming instead that he had overexerted himself during cultivation, depleting his internal energy. Saying this, he struggled to sit up and began to meditate to circulate his qi.

"Don't come over! You can't see me, you can't see me!" I huddled there, listening to the approaching footsteps, my heart in my throat.

In the Yingtian Continent, the most famous restaurant was the Chenlong Restaurant, which had branches across all nine provinces.

Seeing this, Scalpel rushed over. I saw him mutter a few words before pulling a talisman from his pocket and pressing it firmly onto Xi He’s forehead.

It was a hideous and terrifying face, with blood-red eyes and sharp fangs, staring at me with a horrific, grinning smile.

My head scraped continuously against the stone surface. I relied on the strength of my arms to support myself, and the palms of my hands were covered in bloody blisters.

Like a sick person facing the end of their life, recalling the various hardships of the past, vulnerability slowly welled up in his heart until it manifested on his face.

***

Even if Leng Xiaohan caught the opponent and forced them to sign a soul contract, there was nowhere to keep them. After all, pets or mounts not contracted through the system could not be stored in the pet or mount space.

After walking about a dozen meters through the narrow passage, a square opening suddenly appeared in my line of sight.

The Thunder Island disciple fighting Wei Yushi had no power to resist and was blasted into the sea by that one palm strike from Zhao Yiming.

These words only further provoked Gong Wuxie. He began to break the formation with increasing intensity, even spitting up blood, yet he did not stop.

The bald man kicked the effeminate man in the chest. This time, the man didn't dare to play the fool; he clutched his chest, unable to catch his breath for a long while.

"Of course I have no problem with that. If I wanted to handle this privately, I wouldn't have asked for your help, haha..." Upon hearing Li Tianming agree to help, Lei immediately smiled and accepted.

"Chen'er, your Father Ze is right. You are at an age where you can find a cultivation partner." Leng Yan continued, a hint of a smile visible in his eyes. Mu Yuchen was stunned. When did his father learn to joke? Was time truly so merciless?

"Hee hee, Big Brother is so cunning! Lin'er was so stupid, but Sister Ye Yao is smart; she knew you were pretending from the very beginning." Thinking back on Ye Yao’s series of actions, Chu Lin'er immediately understood.

"Miss! Miss, are you alright?" Gong Xilu caught Yun Zijin’s slumping body, her face filled with anxiety.

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Before long, Xia Yuan sat in the car, lounging in the passenger seat with his legs crossed. The look of grievance on his face was as miserable as it could possibly be.