Chapter Ninety-Five: Borrowing Power

She had always been reserved and patient, the kind of girl who never spoke of hardship and was used to handling everything on her own. Though she had become much more open under the guidance of the two women who had raised her, the belief that she should never trouble others had long since sunk deep into her bones. If there was something she could solve herself, she would never again go looking for help.

So when she suddenly drew close now, it took the elder sister, who was used to her restraint and endurance, a moment to react. Then sheer delight welled up in her.

She had learned how to be coquettish at last. This meant... this had to mean she was no longer refusing other people's affection and was beginning to accept them.

The elder sister thought of many things in that instant, then asked a little nervously, "What's wrong? You're not still hung up on Zhao Dingsheng, are you?"

She shook her head, still burying her face against her sister's waist, her voice muffled.

Xie Qingzhou only wanted to settle things quickly, but he had not expected this matter to make Xiao Chong lose his temper and come looking for Jiangnan.

That fat orange cat had also become an old and familiar visitor at An Nian's home, even striking up a friendship with the household's guardian spirit, the Rose Blossom.

She could not help smoothing back her disheveled black hair, tucking the strands from her forehead behind her ear.

Those three cities formed a triangular point on the map. They were not far from here, but once she got there, where was she supposed to look for anyone?

She walked along the main street, and in every shadowed corner there were people sitting there. They wore ragged clothes and stared blankly at the wall before them, their eyes filled with despair.

Even if she spent nearly all of the ten thousand years of life force she possessed, she still might not be able to defeat a Heavenly Lord at the Soul-Forming stage.

Her question, like the night wind at that moment, seeped into her flesh and sank into her bones, carrying a chill that was almost piercing.

Xie Qingzhou said he understood, and told the driver to put his luggage in the living room first before he went upstairs.

Xu Wei frowned. What was it that made him so hard-pressed to speak? Her mind flashed to something: adultery? Was that Liu Ling's lover?

They had only just confirmed their relationship; she truly did not want to be apart, but the other person had proper matters to attend to, and she had no reason to stop him.

Zhou Mengyuan knew that when he came out, he had only brought a few copper coins for meals, and understood that the shopkeeper was deliberately making things difficult for him. Since the matter was serious, he could only endure it for the moment. His fourth uncle's life had to be saved first.

The monthly wages for maidservants and old women were disbursed by the accounting office and had nothing to do with the Third Branch. But if someone made a baseless demand for a wage increase, then whoever made the request would have to cover it themselves. The number of maidservants and old women in each courtyard had all been fixed.

"But if it's altered this way, then the plane can no longer be dismantled. That means any internal malfunction will be impossible to repair."

Yet Lu Shuangjin had somehow changed entirely from his usual self, suddenly showing repeated favor to Concubine Zhao. But who was Concubine Zhao? No matter what Lu Shuangjin did, she simply refused to accept it.

Ning Yue was suppressing the bitterness in her heart with all her might. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and hatred surged in her reddened eyes.

Wei Jing seemed to have run over; his breathing was unstable, and his first reaction was to look into the classroom.

Yang Zhibin understood what Yang Zhiwen meant. While she smiled perfunctorily, she was thinking that Lu Lijin would not be so easily fooled.

But a child who had always been left to grow wild, suddenly receiving so much attention, did not make Lu Shaoyou feel happy. He only felt restrained and watched, deprived of freedom, and the annoyance in his heart grew by the moment.

After Qihengxing personally poured out the libation, burned incense and paper, bowed in worship, and led the mourners through a simple memorial rite, they continued onward.

For everyone present, settling on a method to arrange Li Sailiu and the others was not the end of the matter.

Long Pangzi was secretly snickering. Sure enough, they had taken the bait. Fortunately, he had just had the presence of mind to stop Light from making the first move to strike up a conversation. This strategy of retreating to advance was truly the right hand.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... what big talk. You're already on death's doorstep, and you're still acting so damn arrogant. Aren't you afraid you'll bite your tongue with all that bluster? Kneel down right now and give me three loud, sincere kowtows, and I'll make sure you die with some dignity. At the very least, I'll leave you a whole corpse. Otherwise, I'll kill you and feed you to the dogs!"

With a glare, Luo Xiang said viciously, "One instant transfer covering billions of kilometers, tens of thousands of times per second. After a moment, Li Han had already left the Milky Way and was concentrating on the road ahead, where strands of the laws appeared in his field of vision.

The princess had taken a liking to him and bestowed upon him a private token of favor, something no ordinary relationship could compare with. This had struck right at the heart of Knight Light's romantic dreams, and his face immediately flushed red with excitement.