Chapter 26

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Even so, he couldn’t bear to see Maibao’s disappointed face, and Ye Zifan smiled bitterly in his heart. He truly had fallen under the spell of this father and son.

Jiang Yushu rested her chin on her hand, a faint smile curling at her lips, her thoughts drifting elsewhere. She replied lazily, “No, what does he have to blame me for? I’m so tired, I’m going to sleep.” With that, she carelessly stuffed the jewelry box back in its place, jumped onto the bunk, and pulled the thin quilt over herself.

The No. 10 magical spear pointed forward, releasing a legendary spell, then followed up with a second strike. The second legendary spell was cast at nearly instantaneous speed.

The houses were low and dilapidated, the roads full of potholes. Shops on the street stood deserted, and the passersby were gaunt and sallow, the livelihood bleak and desolate, the atmosphere heavy with despair.

Xu Hongyi frequently served dishes to Mai Zi and poured her water. Mai Zi was reluctant and awkward, embarrassed to refuse firmly.

Just as he was about to tell her why flowers were so red, Qiuguo interrupted their conversation, asking if they were ready to set the table.

The old woman seemed about to speak but stopped herself. She wanted to say that the cushions on the sofa needed tidying, but it seemed the young girl would never let her go back to do it. So, she let it go.

Layers of magical silk were wrapped around as a buffer and energy dissipation layer, with a metallic shell on the outside. The metal shell was covered in magical runes, allowing connection to external magic arrays at any point. The outer space of this warship was relatively spacious, fully equipped with offensive weapons.

The Luo family’s reputation had now plummeted to its lowest point. The media was constantly suppressed by Ink Dragon Thirteen, and the situation was escalating rapidly. It wouldn’t be long before a monumental storm broke out. At that time, she wondered who would still care about the Mo family.

Hearing the word “Mother,” Xie Zhi thought of the fifth madam who had been so harsh to her and nearly burst into tears again. She took a deep breath, forcing back the choking emotion, refusing to lose composure in front of the child.

Only after hearing the story did Ai Wen realize that the seemingly exalted King Gele had long been restrained by the Prime Minister. Over the years, Gele Changyu had endured humiliation and bided his time, hoping one day to reclaim the true rights belonging to the King of Gele. Ai Wen felt guilty; as his wife, she had been completely unaware.

However, the life of the Eternal Immortal Sea was strictly limited. Once leaving its waters, it would instantly turn to dust.

Looking into those extraordinarily clear eyes, Kun Ni trembled involuntarily. Could those eyes be the reason Master was so despondent?

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“Yes, Madam, please follow me.” He led Ai Wen out of the room and up to the second floor.

“Impossible!” Yamamoto Seventy-two was astonished; the other party was actually powerful to such an extent.

“The situation is too complicated to explain right now. Help me once more, and I will tell you everything,” Tong Yue said as she gently pushed him outside.

Feng Duwu moved her thoughts and stored Yunmu into her spatial space. Striding swiftly to the cliff’s edge, she leapt into the void, stretching out her jade arm to clasp tightly onto the cliffside.

“How will you get back later?” Yi Ran glanced at him coolly. This fellow was such a rogue, it was hard to get angry at him.

“When we’re gone, Director of Academic Affairs Zhang Zhicheng will take full charge of the academy’s affairs!” Zhuo Tianyu ascended into the air, not forgetting to give final instructions before departure.

Glancing at the phone tossed on the sofa, he walked over slowly and dialed An Chuxia’s number. On the other end, she seemed a bit impatient; the sound of a cabinet opening came through.

Old Tom was choked by smoke, clutching his collar and coughing violently. The wrinkles on this middle-aged man’s face twisted wildly, and the scars on his cracked skin seemed to pierce to the bone.

There was no such thing as a line of authority here, and it seemed the V Cannon hadn’t even been used for teleportation.

Three meters was obviously visible to the naked eye, yet he saw no discernible difference.

But they all forgot that the East had already occupied sufficient land and possessed abundant mineral resources. They had no further designs on the remaining territory of the polar bears.

Before leaving, An Ranran considered whether to wear a mask, hat, sunglasses, or at least bangs to somewhat conceal the scars on her face.

But watching Wang Li leave, An Ranran suddenly felt the plot seemed off somewhere.

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Meini understood something and tipped the clerk another pearl. Just then, Huo Chen emerged from the dressing room.

Who would have thought that the big boss clutching the leather bag didn’t take Shi Weiguo to the provincial city but instead brought him to the county town, where on the first day they confiscated his money and ID card.

After Huo Chen left, Steward Wu found him, and the two conversed in another courtyard. It was already noon, yet the rising temperature failed to bring him any warmth.

Jenny was the name of his sister who died young. Being with “Jenny” every day felt like having family around. Coincidentally, his Muggle colleague told him the most popular spinning machine among Muggles was called the “Jenny Machine.”

“That’s not entirely wrong. I’ll take a proper look at Bing Rong’s formation when I have time. Perhaps we’ll discover something extraordinary,” Luo Shan smiled.

By the time Li Kang and the others reached Vladivostok, there was nothing but the boundless sea and forest. No one else was in sight, only numerous wild beasts roamed there.

Dong Liangjun stepped forward and silently pulled Liang Ji’s hand down from Li He’s left arm.

In the dark night, shadows moved everywhere. They drew their bows and shot arrows, thrust their spears, fighting fiercely until they fell from their horses and engaged in close combat.

Lin Yourong didn’t answer, staring blankly in the direction Mu Luoluo left, her eyes unknowingly reddening.

Since being humiliated by the Confucian sage Mencius last year, their reputation in the Teng state plummeted. Although Lord Teng said nothing, he no longer esteemed them as before. After enduring a winter, they decided earlier this year to leave the Teng state.

Guan Ji couldn’t quite grasp this kind of thinking; perhaps his intelligence wasn’t sufficient. So, whatever could “influence” Luo Shan appeared ordinary to him. It didn’t work on him, and naturally, he admitted his own lack of brains.