Chapter 27: Going to the Farm to Pick Tea Leaves

"Educated youth Jian was practically sobbing as she begged my brother Gangzi to give her a ride back, and you know what? That man actually charged her ten cents! Hahaha..."

"My goodness! How could your brother even bring himself to ask for money?" Wen Lin exclaimed in surprise.

"My brother Gangzi has been incredibly goal-oriented since he was a child. He doesn’t waste time worrying about an uncertain future; he only fights for what is clear in the present."

"Your brother Gangzi is certainly a man of action. He wanted to pursue Jian Yueshi, but the moment he saw she wasn't interested, he turned cold and heartless!"

"I wouldn't say..."

Dalong was feeling quite happy now as well. Although he was currently diving, he was delighted to have found a beautiful conch shell during the process. It wasn't that Dalong particularly enjoyed the taste of conch meat—he had eaten far more delicious seafood in his life—but the discovery itself brought him joy.

It is also the capital of the Veneto region. Known as the Pearl of the Adriatic, it was a gathering point for the Crusaders during their expeditions and is hailed as one of the most romantic cities in the world.

Photos of the "lake monster" revealed it to be a giant soft-shelled turtle. The Honghu Lake monster, also known as the Longtan monster, has the highest number of eyewitness accounts among all Chinese water monsters, with the final sighting involving over 500 people simultaneously.

Because Zhang Cheng bore a heavy responsibility, he was granted special permission to operate alone. He was even assigned a private room on YY, which was quite a generous arrangement and a testament to Wen Xin’s character: once she chose to trust someone, she supported them wholeheartedly.

Suddenly, the room fell into an eerie silence. A look of panic crossed Xinghai’s eyes. He leapt up, not even bothering to retrieve his mask, and darted out, vanishing into the night.

"Before we finalize the establishment of this faction, there are a few points I need to clarify!" Zhang Cheng’s tone became suddenly solemn.

At times, Zhou Quan was mindful of animal conservation, provided the creatures had some connection to him or were on the verge of extinction.

Zhou Quan was clearly happy to see these changes. The growth of his children was undoubtedly one of the things that brought him the most joy and anticipation. Needless to say, his task now was to simply enjoy it all—to savor the happy life that was his.

The "Face-to-Face Well" was tidied up, and upon it were carved bold, sweeping characters: "This is the ancestral well of Master Qu; never let it fall into neglect. This green tree must never be felled for all eternity."

Nearly a minute later, the secret passage finally came to an end. As Old Cat entered a narrow stone chamber, a heavy dragon-breaking stone slammed down behind him—the very stone door that operated on a one-way mechanism.

"I didn't frame him! Elder Tang really didn't eat any drugged incense. He was just lecherous and broke his vows himself!" the Unicorn Ghost King argued.

"Zhu Ganglie" glanced secretly at Wukong, saying nothing, though he harbored his own thoughts.

Tang Ruyan feared this version of Jiang Ruixuan; it added a heavier burden to her heart. Something in the back of her mind felt as if it were about to break through, but she was terrified—terrified of that very sensation.

Zhou Shangyi cast aside his own pride and began to heap praise upon his son: "Brother Bo is naturally a man of insight." But after a few sentences, he felt something was wrong. Was his son brushing off Xu Cong'an, or was he brushing off his own father in that letter?

The ten men nodded in agreement. One of them bent down and plucked ten blades of grass of varying lengths, and they drew lots one by one to determine who would stay and who would go.

Yan Shouzhuo burst into song, singing a ballad that had been passed down through the Nine Flowers Sword Sect for ages. As he sang, his ordinary-looking three-foot blade suddenly became brilliantly bright. The rust-like spots on the blade transformed into streams of flowing light, soaring into the air and merging into Yan Shouzhuo's body.

Just as some had speculated, King Chao, the most promising candidate for the throne, had laid a solid foundation during his six months of hard work at the Governor's Office. Three days before his grand wedding, an imperial decree arrived from the palace, promoting Ning Chaoge, Assistant Commissioner-in-Chief of the Left Military Governor's Office, to Commissioner-in-Chief of the Rear Military Governor's Office.