Volume 1, Chapter 25: He Demanded She Kneel and Give Thanks

It was not the first time Xie Qiqi had been punished by being forced to kneel in the ancestral hall. The hall was cold and gloomy, yet she felt no fear as she gazed at the rows of ancestral tablets. She silently recited the pharmacology lessons she had learned; such an atmosphere seemed to help her focus, and she reviewed everything she had studied one by one in her mind. Beside her, Jiang Jinchen reached out an arm to gently pull her into his embrace, his hand stroking her hair tenderly in a silent gesture of comfort.

He had already married her; she was Lu Xiuyan’s wife, so why bother asking about those irrelevant things?

Yan Yiting slowly turned around. Just then, a graceful silhouette appeared above the passageway, silhouetted against the sunlight, and began descending the stairs.

He did not want to see his wife and child harmed because of him, which was why he had come to find Meng Ziyu. Since it was just a memory, he would give it to him, provided it could guarantee the safety of his wife and child.

Reaching out to take the wine glass, Jiang Xin’er drained the red wine in one gulp, a faint flush immediately coloring her cheeks.

Had it not been for Gu Sheng, she did not doubt for a second that she would have already died at the hands of Gu Mochen.

Liang Ran had little experience in performing; at most, she was responsible for looking after the students rehearsing the program, buying them water, or ordering their meals.

By the light of a lamp, she fished out the materials she had received today from beneath the bed frame. It was a medical report detailing plastic surgery for someone with severe facial burns.

Gu Sheng had been living in the Beiming household for three years, so the bodyguards naturally recognized her; she was an honored guest of the family.

“Which country are you going to? Why is special training even required? Is it not safe there? Have your grandmother and parents agreed to this?” Qi Mu immediately sensed something unusual.

What was going on? Li Ming was shocked, and when Black Hawk and the others surrounded them, their faces changed drastically. The most important things in these ruins were the weapons; without them, the mission was hopeless. Everyone began to cast resentful glares at Li Ming.

“There is a mole on those hands. I’ve been thinking about it, and it looks a bit like Fairy Ronghua,” Fairy Weiya said.

They hadn’t sat for long before the two of them emerged. They walked back onto the beach, but because of the strong wind, there were few tourists remaining, leaving the area quiet and peaceful.

The boatman scratched his head. Honestly, he had never encountered such a situation; previously, everything he used simply vanished into a handful of dust.

“My Lord, at this moment, Sister Su is pregnant and is the one most in need of your care.” Yun Die’er parted her red lips to inform him of Sister Su’s situation without reservation, casting a provocative glance at Xia He afterward.

Watching as two more men rushed over to embrace the pillar, rubbing against it and kissing it while beginning to shed their clothes, Lin Beichen knew his goal had been achieved.

“What’s the matter? Did you miss me that much while I was away?” the old man said, not looking up as he seemed to be organizing his belongings.

“Even if we hold it off, it will eventually explode. How long can we keep it contained?” Chen Xiwei disagreed.

Finally, there was a pile of miscellaneous items: seeds, withered branches, some bones, various strange metals, and a few common mortal objects.

The cat-son stared at the boatman, his eyes flashing with waves of hatred. If hatred could kill, the boatman would have already been torn to pieces.

However, Ling Hantian had barely crept a hundred meters away when, in an instant, he felt several terrifying senses shroud the entire space around him like a sky-covering net.

The mage who had just won his battle found that his greatest reliance, the Magic Monastery, was within the area being swallowed by the rising tide. As a structure, once submerged by seawater, it wouldn’t just cause continuous health loss like it did for players; it would mean instant destruction.

“That’s true. In this life, eating and drinking are everything, and there is nothing greater than a good sleep. In this regard, Fifth Brother is quite like me.” Lin Mo agreed wholeheartedly. To be honest, if she hadn’t lost the bank card under Lu Jin’s name after her rebirth, she would never have traveled so far from home to torment herself.