Chapter 48: Solely Focused on Digging Wild Vegetables

The visitor wore a Sun Yat-sen suit and sat in the office, brewing tea as though he owned the place. He took out the tea cake from the very back of the cabinet and unwrapped it. Once the water boiled, he poured it in, and the pale green tea leaves in the pot unfurled in an instant.

Qi Hongtao leisurely poured himself a cup and took a small sip. “Is everything arranged?”

Luo Xigang gave a soft snort and sat down. He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup as well. “If it wasn’t arranged, do you think I’d still be here?”

Qi Hongtao’s eyes darkened, and his fingers...

Normally, the Crown Prince possessed an innate air of nobility, and his joys and angers never showed on his face. Not to mention caring about anyone or anything, even the steward closest to him, or Lie Feng in the past, had never seen him so anxious, so concerned—or, to put it more precisely, so clingy—about anyone.

The atmosphere was somewhat strange. She kept staring at me, and for some reason I no longer dared meet her gaze.

Yet this breathtaking beauty stood right before the Ghost Leech, and he merely paused for the briefest moment. The disgust on his face could not have been more obvious.

Ji Beihan nodded and went over to sit down. The scene that followed was painfully awkward. No one said a word; they simply lowered their heads and ate. Chu Ge looked utterly miserable, but had nowhere to vent his frustration.

Still, they had been calling him “husband” every day lately. Through constant exposure, they had unconsciously come to regard him as their husband.

The great iron hammer weighed at least several dozen pounds, yet in his hands it seemed astonishingly light. Blow after blow came down with scarcely any pause between them.

“Whoosh!” As Zhang Han spoke, he suddenly halted, holding his sword horizontally before him as he silently studied the Dragon Scale Guards closing in from every direction.

Chu Ming and Lin Qianxue followed him to the dining table. Chu Ming simply sat down opposite Lin Han, facing him like a rival.

What the guard had said was something Shen Huaixin knew perfectly well. It was just that he had been frantic with worry these past few days, while Su Yayin refused to pay him the slightest attention.

This negotiated sum was completely out of proportion to the other party’s current worth. After all, the child was merely a university student.

At this point, Jiang Liner knew she could withdraw with her task accomplished. Since things had come this far, it would be better to let her elder brother take over. Whether it succeeded or not would depend on him.

Some may feel that this ending is not quite perfect, but there was nothing to be done. The contract had stipulated a word count, and that limit had been reached, so I could only write this simple ending—not perfect, perhaps, but still a happy one.

P.S. First of all, I owe everyone an apology. We finally found out what had been causing the soreness in both my shoulders recently: mild frozen shoulder. After resting for a few days, I am feeling considerably better, so I have started updating again.

The young demon’s consciousness fell into confusion as the awareness hidden within the demonic source power he had absorbed earlier fully awakened.

Murong Chenxi and Kris each shot Canlie a warning glance. Canlie immediately fell silent and ran into Bai Bai’s arms in search of security.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly seized by a lingering sense of fear. He immediately ordered the other troops stationed nearby to assemble and launch an attack from the flank against the Vanguard Army Guard Division, thereby relieving the urgent crisis faced by their front-line forces.

“Is that fellow the true body?” Murong Chen frowned slightly. The enemy clearly had clones, so why had it brought out its true body? Or rather, what exactly was it trying to do? What was it that could only be accomplished by the true body itself?

A trace of astonishment appeared on the Smiling Tiger’s face, along with an even stronger delight at having escaped certain doom. He looked at Yan Poyue as though he were looking at an idiot.

“Mm, understood.” As always, Chu Xuan’s reply was concise. Nothing about it suggested that he had just been scheming desperately against Murong Chen. Following Chu Xuan’s response, Ptolemy Two also began to ascend.

I gave a foolish little laugh, spurred my horse, and charged into the woods. Rather than remain here and defend passively, I might as well launch the first attack myself. Relying on my immortal hero’s formidable combat recovery, I could crush them outright.

“Perhaps... if he hadn’t made it so obvious that he coveted my money, I might have fallen for him.” Mu Qingcheng smacked her lips and spoke.