Chapter 156: Giving Gifts

Song Mo sent the person away and asked, "Why are you here?"

"It's a long story." Lu Yalan looked somewhat wistful. Their parting in Yancheng felt like a lifetime ago. "Are you Song Ziqi's younger brother? Thank you for getting me out of trouble today!"

She boldly wiped her face with her sleeve and smiled without a trace of gloom. "Does that mean I have someone to lean on now?" She wanted to survive a bit longer and would not miss any opportunity to latch onto an influential figure.

Song Mo could not help laughing, the mole at the corner of his lips dancing in a way that made people dizzy. "Yes, you can run amok under my banner. As long as you don't provoke my eldest brother, I've got your back for everything!"

Lu Yalan waved her hand. "It's not that serious. As long as people don't bully me, that's enough!"

He was the ninth son of the Emperor of Liang. His biological mother died in childbirth, so he had to be raised at the knees of the Empress, who had just experienced the grief of losing her son. It was he who set this precedent. Later, the Empress successively took in the Crown Prince, who was about a decade older than him, and the sixth prince, Xiao Yunsheng, who was of a similar age.

Hearing the sound, the shopkeeper smiled and acknowledged the order. After she left, he lifted the curtain, walked into the inner courtyard, and bowed to report to the person leisurely sitting on the couch.

Daning officials coming to offer condolences arrived in an endless stream. Over the past few days, Helian Yi and Danzeng, who used the alias Helian Ze, continuously received the visiting guests. Most of these people came in disguise; some came to wait and see, while others already intended to surrender, all to ensure they had a place of refuge when the city of Yongan fell.

Shen Caiwei raised her chin, looking at people down her nose. With just a casual glance, her gaze immediately fell upon the ledger on the counter.

Walking into the city, after an absence of more than a hundred years, now returning to this place, Li Yun looked around, feeling both a sense of familiarity and strangeness.

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang remained silent for a long time, Lin Che did not want to make things difficult for him. After all, he was the founding emperor, and this bit of face still had to be given.

Before long, accompanied by several prison guards, the warden arrived at Sami's corpse. At the first sight of Sami's miserable state, the warden's brow furrowed tightly into a knot.

Her claws hissed in the air with the tearing sound of splitting wind. The perennial aura of blood clinging to them felt like a massive hand gripping Wu Jinxing's throat, making the air feel heavy.

Proceeding until noon, the guards accompanying Xiao Yunyan had hurriedly caught up and reported to him that the third prince had ultimately emerged victorious last night and had inherited the throne of Tulozhi this morning. Facing this outcome, Xiao Yunyan was immensely satisfied.

Now in the early stage of Tier 2, it abruptly surged in power to the mid stage of Tier 2, but it was still not enough when facing the Dark-Armored Man.

"This is Li Si, and this is Xun Yu. You two can hand over and transition the work. Li Si, you can step away from administrative duties and properly compile the legal codes. Thank you for your hard work over the past few months." Zhou Chi patted Li Si on the shoulder, took out a spatial ring, placed it in Li Si's hand, and smiled with gratification.

Li Tianze applauded to congratulate Jeff Hardy, looking forward to his second clash with him. The next encounter might well be for the WWE Championship.

Ye Yaoqike puckered her rosy lips, looking at the man with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, tracing circles on his chest while speaking without blinking an eye.

In the end, Ye Yaoqike chose three sets of ordinary clothes for herself, and disdainfully bought a few pieces of undergarments and pads. With no other choice and no time to make modern ones herself, she would just make do with them for now.

Another championship match was scheduled; two championship matches were regarded as a way to celebrate the wedding.

The annihilation of an entire clan, the manipulation of fierce beasts, the ravaging of the slums—with these three crimes, as for how many lives were ruined, "countless" was probably the best word to use here.

This scene made everyone lose the courage to resist. Even the most powerful island master had been subdued, and that too in a two-on-one fight without being able to defeat this young man, leaving them with even less hope.

A commotion stirred ahead in the desert. After the Sand Worm King burrowed out, it immediately spat out several sand arrows and attacked the crowd.

Just as Lin Zhengmei and Gong Junxian's people left, Lin Bao'er immediately reached out and placed her hand right in front of Gong Yang.

You might not remember Truth Ron's matches, nor the championships he once won, but you will definitely remember his signature "What the fuck."