Volume 1, Chapter 29: The Imperial Decree of Marriage

Qin Wan felt a slight tremor in her heart; her grandmother had found out after all. She had not wanted to trouble her grandmother with her own affairs, yet she had disturbed her nonetheless. Every word from the night before felt like a grievance, and she longed to pour out her pent-up frustration, but she could not. Her grandmother’s health was frail, and if she were to fall ill from anger over this matter, then her own guilt would be immeasurable.

Qin Wan stood up and responded with a smile: "Thank you for coming, Nanny Sun. Please tell Grandmother that I am fine. The matters of last night have already been resolved, and there is no grievance to speak of. After I finish my breakfast, I will go to pay my respects to her!"

Nanny Sun’s brow furrowed slightly as she looked at Qin Wan with eyes full of pity. The news of last night...

"Ugh!" Wang Rong gritted his teeth, just about to reach out and strangle him, but Mao Zhonghe, as if anticipating Wang Rong’s move, had already darted far away.

Once off the boat, it did not matter whether Yi Caixia released Nuo Zhuang or not. Whether he was killed or set free, Yang Bin would have the peregrine falcon capture Nuo Zhuang and bring him back to the country.

"Understood, you may withdraw," the Abbot said, his tone as indifferent and bland as before, merely resting his fingers on Yi Jun’s wrist.

"Wang Lei’s encampment is solid, fortified like an impregnable fortress. Do you gentlemen have any good suggestions?" Yuan Shao asked, dispirited, his gaze turning to the crowd for help.

There were not many people gathered at the school gate, only about a dozen or so, waiting to attend Fan Jian’s engagement ceremony. Zhao Tiehu and Fan Jian greeted them and ushered them into the arriving cars. Most of them had never ridden in vehicles of such caliber, and they could not help but feel a sense of unease.

After Cao Jian heard about the incident, he gave Cao Tao a severe dressing-down. After instructing him that he must never confess, he sought out Lei Jun, whom he had personally promoted to the county public security bureau, telling him to find a way to smooth things over with money.

That idiot Qiu Feng, wanting to wait for the innkeeper to return—wasn’t that practically handing my life over?

Yi Jun felt that since they were all in the security profession, it would be too embarrassing to rely on others for their own protection. Thus, they took turns on duty, which at most amounted to once a month anyway.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Lee Rock was unable to parry and had no choice but to open his arms and welcome the assault, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

Putting aside the fact that the old man had never lied to him before, the mere thought that he had died for his sake was enough for Wang Rong to offer an apology.

Tang Feng did not continue to speak, but slowly reached into his chest pocket and retrieved his red officer’s identification card, handing it over...

Lu Xinyan led Nanny Lin to Bai Zhi’s room. She had been away for several days, but the room was cleaned regularly and was very tidy.

Cui Yuxi pondered for a moment and said, "Wait, let me make a few calls." As he spoke, he took the phone from Cui Sen and walked toward the window...

Ye Lanshan’s tolerance for alcohol was truly astonishing; upon seeing Lu Qingze, she even greeted him with a smile.

After Guo Dachui regained his senses, he let out a loud shout, ran toward them, and hid behind Chen Feng.

In that final moment, had not Yin Feng’s father worn a smile just like this? Content, without regrets.

Jiang Ran followed Ning Yanyu closely, feeling somewhat panicked. What was actually happening here?

Chen Feng observed her carefully for a few moments, and seeing that the look on her face did not seem feigned, his curiosity grew even deeper.

Gu Chenjin narrowed his eyes and glanced at Su Jin with deep meaning; the latter met his gaze with unruffled composure.

"Young Master, has the girl’s trail been found?" The sound of cloth shoes treading on weeds drew closer. The man addressed as Young Master showed no flicker of emotion on his face, continuing to play his flute while the old servant stood behind him, waiting in silence.

The Shadow Nether Beasts guarding the cave suddenly went mad, slamming against the barrier and even resorting to self-detonation. Under the frenzied assault of the beasts, Third Uncle and Meiya could not hold the barrier, but fortunately, Third Uncle was protected by the temple’s divine light, which spared them from being killed in the beast tide.

"Where is my father? Why don’t I see him?" Luo Tian hurriedly looked up, casting his gaze around, only to stare in astonishment at the Green Barrier Demon. The demon rolled his eyes and shrugged helplessly.

"There is no need for instruction. If Young Master Ran has something to ask, just ask!" Leng Yue said, walking past Ran Yu and Shen Luoyi toward a nearby pavilion.

"How is she now? She wasn’t scared out of her wits, was she?" Li Chunnian stood up, loosened his collar, and cast a sidelong glance at her.

Ling Jing knew Li Wuxin’s heart’s desire was to travel and see the world. They had visited the northern grasslands, toured the frontier landscapes, witnessed nomadic peoples she had never seen in her past life, and visited the oceans at the edge of the continent, stopping and moving along the way.

"Alright." Gu Meng nodded quite earnestly, then looked at Guan Chenji with curiosity.

"You are too kind, Brother Long. Taking care of you is my duty." Ever since the injury at the hospital, Shadow’s feelings toward Ye Tianyu had changed. At the very least, if he had to choose between the organization and Ye Tianyu, he would definitely give his all to help Brother Long.

Guan Chenji gave a soft response to Gu Meng, then turned to use the internal line to have the hotel send a meal to the room. After handling these tasks, he walked toward Gu Meng. Amidst her wariness, he shook his head helplessly, lifted her legs, and placed them on his own lap.

Without even looking at the man before her, Li Wuxin turned away with an indifferent, displeased air, intending to leave.

The demon frowned; Lin Yi’s expression was far too calm, not at all what one would expect from a man on the verge of death.

But now that the Flower Sea was missing, it must have been taken by someone. Seeing that man enter, Niu Bi and Dong Lai Shun figured it must be related.

The old master looked at the young man standing with Zheng Chenheng and could not help but sigh. It seemed the decision made back then was meant for this very moment. In the days when the Zheng family was not yet stable, they had not dared to reveal his identity to ensure Xichen’s safety; now, it had saved them a lot of trouble.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence. No one answered, no one spoke, and everyone held their breath, the sounds of the epic battlefield still swirling in their minds.

When Ning Xiu and Liu Rushi went to Wuchang Prefecture, Sun Wufan did not accompany them but remained in Jingzhou to manage the glass vase business.

A moment later, the old man, as everyone hoped, slowed down after killing one more low-level spirit master of the cult, and then collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

These words were like a heavy bomb. Zheng Chenheng and Fu Rongxi never expected the old master to say such things, to reveal such news to them. Did this mean the old master had not only compromised but had already given his consent?

Jiang Dachui had several wounds on his body, with three or four bruises alone—some on his arms, some on his thighs, and another on his back near his shoulder.

"Screw you!" Zheng Chenheng did not wait for the other side to finish speaking. He glanced at his son standing before him in anger, and a curse escaped his lips. He slammed the phone shut and threw it far onto the ground.

"You got it!" The driver revved the engine like a warrior charging into battle. As the common folk of Sardinia joined in the excitement, they felt as if they were the protagonists, full of vigor.