Chapter 41

Bao Chao, furious, seized his horse and was about to lead his men into the city to fight to the death, but Luo Zenan and Ta Qibu desperately held him back.

Before long, more than twenty soldiers appeared outside the garden wall. The guards began to slowly surround the area, hoping to corner the horse and capture it.

Zong Zhiyi understood that this was merely a ceremony, not even comparable to a formal union as husband and wife, much less something he could grant her—it was simply hers by right.

Qiao Neng jolted violently, his body tensing unconsciously. Startled, his arms tightened slowly around her, yet he remained silent.

Norton began to seize every opportunity to showcase himself, hoping to draw closer to Yelena.

That night, Feng Xiyin, as usual, was studying calculus in her room when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Because of his previous visit to see Qiao Nuo, Lu Jingyu had been scolded by Lu Yunzhen upon returning. Moreover, Qiao Nuo kept telling him that what he had done was wrong.

“Of course, I’m here to comfort you,” Nie Wanluo said with a laugh. In the sunlight, her fair skin and flaxen hair seemed to shimmer with gold, and her captivating eyes came alive.

Although the pitcher plant was carnivorous, it still looked quite beautiful. The gardener constantly used it to breed new varieties.

Xu Zhihu wiped the scratch on her cheek; it was only a shallow bead of blood. After all the scratching she’d done tonight, this was nothing.

Yesterday, Fu Yiqing brought Shu Ran back, intending to talk to her about further honing her artistic expression. But she remained distracted, and today her mind was clearly elsewhere as well. After thinking it over for a minute, Fu Yiqing decided to take Shu Ran back to the team’s ice rink for training.

Luo Jianmin stole a glance at Ye Hancheng, whose face was as cold as still water. The frost on his handsome features was even chillier than the weather outside.

Who was Luo Linlang? She was smarter than anyone else, and offending Long Aotian at such a critical moment was clearly unwise.

Jia Min said to Qingzhu, “Qingzhu, go to Millennium Residence and find out whether Second Master and Second Mistress are having a quarrel.” Qingzhu responded and darted out.

Jia Min and Lin Ruhai stayed another day at Mount Putuo before leaving by boat. Lin Ruhai and Jia Lian disembarked at Ningbo and rode to Hangzhou, while Jia Min and Lin Xuan took a boat back to Yangzhou along their previous route.

Yesterday, Cheng Xiuyuan failed in his arrest operation, but now he at least had a profile of the suspect. As he was about to set the suspect’s photo as his phone wallpaper, a WeChat notification popped up.

The day after Liu Zheng killed Gao De, he and his two senior brothers set out to resolve matters in Qingshan Town. They thought it would be easy, but when the time came, they faced great difficulties. They had neither exorcism tools nor Lin Feng’s skills.

Jia Min was filled with disbelief upon hearing the news. She had just seen Princess Jin, Shi Jingya, sitting at the main table in the front hall. So what was the purpose of going to such lengths for this charade?

Fang Qiong was stunned—stunned that the plain, honest, even naive young man possessed such unwavering resolve. Even in such adversity, he remained so steadfast.

Mo Mo, as always, believed good deeds would be rewarded and mistakes punished, and any injustice would be compensated. Perhaps, when she returned, she might even gain some benefit. With this thought, she obediently lowered her head, ready to accept any reprimand or punishment.

Just as she left the shop, Mo Mo gave a self-deprecating laugh. She hadn’t underestimated the angels’ swiftness—someone was already waiting at the door, and it was someone familiar.

The rustling wind swept over the hilltop as the young man watched Jiang Yao’s silhouette disappear into the night, not daring to relax his guard, remaining alert to every movement around him.

A bolt of lightning nearly struck Moonshadow, who dared not take any more chances. In a flash, she teleported into the Five Elements Formation.

Liu Shiya would never forget the masked man in black. She would remember that fiend for the rest of her life, though she had never seen his face. After hearing Su Yang’s words, she felt the masked man he described might be connected to Su Quan, his elder brother.

Upon returning to the Chamber of Commerce, Helis immediately reported the pirate attack at sea and how Moonshadow had saved them. President Castro promptly scolded Helis for his incompetence—why hadn’t he invited the lord back to the Chamber of Commerce?

After lunch, Wu Jing borrowed Han Xue’s Maybach from Ye Shao and drove Xia Yuan to school.

Lin Yan’s expression had changed. When everyone looked at her, she showed no hesitation.

As the game reached the twenty-first minute, Xu Yanan’s Jarvan IV pulled off a sudden EQ combo, trapping Li Haolin’s Ryze with his ultimate. The entire UF team surged forward, but Li Haolin managed a desperate escape by timing his ultimate with his stopwatch, avoiding a kill by the UF team.

Though it was nearly 4 a.m. in Italy, Vignali felt wide awake. A heated match always set one’s blood racing. Moreover, the player she especially watched had performed remarkably well.

Hearing Bai Xiuzhen’s words, Liao Wanyu nearly choked on her drink. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed lightly, only to see Xie Danru watching her with a mischievous grin.

As a friend from Yiyang University, Hayward knew well— that guy was like a spring: the more pressure you put on him, the higher he would rebound.

It was too hot at noon, and with the two children on everyone’s minds, nobody had much appetite, so Lin Yan had Huang Li prepare extra snacks.

It was the first time Lin Yan had ever spoken so openly in front of so many people. By nature gentle, she would never have said such words otherwise.

Seeing Lin Yan’s charming, delicate appearance in his arms, An Jinyun, who had abstained for so long, found his desire stirring.

Zhang Dingyun kept his eyes forward, but Zheng Liang’s shoes pressed the grass as his attention was fixed on Liao Wanyu behind him. He felt his junior sister was full of contradictions, which in turn made him feel conflicted as well.

Nowitzki didn’t care whether Yiyang was a rookie or not. As long as someone could help the team win, he treated them all the same. Star player, team leader—none of that mattered to the German. Victory and championships—those were the only things that meant anything to Dirk, now in his thirties.