Volume One, Chapter 30: The Crowd Gathers to Gossip Outside the Hou Residence, Debating Right and Wrong

“Pfft!” Mu Wanwan could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

The Ji and Mo ladies also paused, then turned in unison to look at Lady Gong.

“What do you mean?”

Since this marquis’s wife was so shamelessly good at pretending, she must belong to the sea, surely—there was no end to what she could contain.

Lady Fang’s expression darkened further and further, her heart clogged with unbearable frustration.

She had originally invited these three women to help clear her name and then trample Mu Wanwan beneath their feet.

Yet now, no matter how she looked at it, they seemed to have joined forces to make a spectacle of her.

The Song dynasty’s approach to governance was remarkably humane. Many things that would have been utterly forbidden in later ages were unrestricted in that era. For instance, performers could criticize the government from the stage and even make jokes about court officials or the chancellor. No matter how offensive their words were, no one could retaliate against them, much less ban them.

“Xingtian, how dare you act so recklessly!” Fang Zhengzhi continued his performance without retreating. A deliberate golden radiance emanated from his body and merged with the Xuanyuan Sword.

He feared no attack, no matter how powerful. After all, as long as he possessed the Black Devouring Spirit Liquid, which could even consume entire planets, he could not be killed. Yet the situation had clearly exceeded Yuno’s expectations by far.

“Tomorrow begins the New Year holiday—seven whole days! Heaven knows what else might happen!” Jin Yin said unhappily.

Taking advantage of the moment, the Azure Ox hurriedly stepped onto the jade steps of the Purple Heaven Palace. Once all four hooves had landed securely, she could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that her life was finally out of danger.

Who could have imagined that something would still go wrong? The Divine Archer King had actually become Zhou Lie’s pawn. If the God-Seer King had not made such thorough preparations, this plump prize might truly have ripened too far, flapped its wings, and flown away.

“They’re here!” Tian Mengmeng cried softly.

At once, the dozen or so specially made coffins exploded open. At the same time, the person beside the old man waved a strange object, causing mottled blood patterns to appear across the ground. Like spirit snakes, they slithered toward Zhou Lie and the other four.

What threat could one possibly pose to a man who had already decided to die, even if one knew how many Heaven-Opening Diagrams he possessed?

Thinking this, Luth Bolton twitched the muscles in his face, forcibly squeezed out a smile, and went forward to meet them.

Early the next morning, when Qin Fen went out for a run, he heard that the people throughout the city were all discussing how the Tongsheng Gambling House had been wiped out by a mysterious figure.

“Congratulations, Wang Feng. Congratulations, Sixth Brother.” Xue Fengwu, who had by then recovered her spirits, spoke to Wang Feng.

Singh looked at the absurdly young chairman, filled with envy. He envied the man for achieving fame at such a young age and accumulating a fortune worth hundreds of millions.

“The Seven Treasures have names. First: Strength. Second: Speed.”

At Ning Rongrong’s direction, several beams of colored light were released simultaneously, enveloping Tang San and the other two.

What a joke. Once I inherit that rogue god’s divine position, the entire divine realm will be mine to command. Forget Ning Rongrong—even people like Flanders and Zhao Wuji will be granted godhood.

This season, during the first two matches, Su Feng discovered that his form was outrageously good.

On Weibo, Fan Fan was icily aloof. But in real life, Fan Fan, clutching her phone, nearly danced a hole through the floor.

Han Shaorong had never been able to let go of Chen Rong’s departure. Over the years, he had caused no end of trouble. Even on the day his father was released from prison, he had not held back. Cao Mo simply did not believe that if Chen Rong and his father were truly on the verge of becoming a couple, Han Shaorong would show no reaction whatsoever.

Outside the car window, the landscape was still blanketed in snow. Beneath that thin white veil, the earth resisted the bitter cold and nurtured life—and spring as well. When the harsh winter passed and spring arrived, the gardens would surely bloom in full splendor.

Howard felt that Zhang Yida’s concern was not without reason. So what if he was a pioneer? Plenty of pioneers had been crushed by those who came after them.

By this point, the matter had already entered the realm of commercial operations, something Tang Youyi could no longer interfere with. He knew nothing about it and had no idea how to proceed, so today he was destined only to stand by and watch.