Chapter 41: You Never Act Spoiled

“I was looking at the stars from the hilltop, but instead, I saw the moon.”

The handwriting was young and raw, clearly written by a boy.

Xu Yu gazed intently at those photographs, deeply moved.

Until he turned to the final chapter.

A crowd of figures formed the backdrop.

Among them was a familiar silhouette—tall, hands in pockets, standing by the sea—bearing a striking resemblance to Shen Liangyan.

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“Third Brother is terrified of his mother. All it takes is a single yell from her, and he doesn’t even dare make a peep,” Cheng Yanyuan remarked.

Shen Xu was still unaware, but Ye Ge had already risen to his feet, just as Cui Lie emerged from the oak grove carrying two pots of wine. Seeing Ye Ge, Cui Lie was a little surprised, as if Ye Ge had sensed his arrival in advance.

Under the sun, the azure sea, a white jet ski carving a sweeping arc, and the golden beach together painted a marvelous scene.

“You haven’t known him long enough. In time, you’ll understand his tricks. Besides, you have me by your side,” Liu Renna said, completely ignoring everyone else as she showered IU with affection—pinching her cheeks, ruffling her hair, kissing her face, touching her nose—brimming with sisterly love.

“What is it?” An aged, solemn voice rang out like an ancient bell, making Hu Qimei’s heart tremble several times.

But as several of Zhang Yunze’s test results began to circulate within the Knights, the so-called “expert” was utterly humiliated. Even he could no longer believe his own words. With such outstanding physical data, how could anyone claim he wasn’t fit for the NBA? Who could possibly be, if not him? Or was it this so-called “expert” himself?

Lee Hyori, clad only in an oversized T-shirt, walked boldly forward, the sea breeze teasing the fabric to hint at the beauty beneath—an alluring sight.

“Like I’d ever believe you,” Lin Dong shot his middle finger at PD Li Zhiyuan again, having given up all hope on this shameless demon.

The swarms of insects immediately quieted down upon seeing Mei Zhaoling. The crawling bugs lay motionless on the tree trunks, and many flying insects hovered in the air as if reporting something to her. Mei Zhaoling listened intently with her eyes closed, but suddenly her expression turned severe.

Yet everywhere she went, heat radiated—no trace of coolness, only an unbearable, scorching sensation. Her slender waist writhed all the more. Under her force, the curtains, as light as a celestial maiden’s discarded veil, slowly fell, graceful and delicate. Thus, she revealed herself before him.

“Just wandering around, and I ended up here,” Lin Hanxi replied with a gentle smile, her gaze fixed on Fang Ling’er’s face, paying no attention at all to Shuang’er standing not far away.

“…You’re the one conspiring with him!” Someone shot a sidelong glance at Lance, and every connection in their mind about the demon beast prince was thrown into chaos by Lance’s words.

With a single sentence, Ah Feng felt the world spinning. She stared into Jiang Ming’s eyes, trying to discern the truth—for when Jiang Ming decided to scheme, his words were so convincing, they could deceive the dead.

Beneath the same moonlight, in the palace, Qingfeng sat alone in a cold, deserted hall. He held a teacup, and with a sudden squeeze, it shattered. The shards cut his finger, but Guo Feiyu seemed entirely oblivious to the pain.

Urged on by several devotees, many Kunlun cultivators set out in droves, swarming from the Palace of Reincarnation like a plague of locusts.

Li Ning shuddered with disgust. As expected, this solitary Bai was one who pursued the Way through the sword, his lips never far from phrases like “kill if you must.”

Meanwhile, the Solar Demon God was drenched in blood, his body riddled with wounds—all inflicted by celestial weapons.

“You…” Lin Hanxi was caught off guard. She looked up in surprise, meeting his playful gaze, and angrily retorted, “Why aren’t you with your beloved? What are you doing here, meddling?” Lin Hanxi snorted teasingly.

Lance was left charred inside and out by the verbal onslaught. Taking advantage of his dazed state, the other quickly snatched back her large suitcase, using it as a shield. Not only did she retrieve her luggage and protect herself, but she also managed to steady Lance—a triple win, and well worth the effort.