Chapter 65 She Is Priceless

Lin Suwan quickly resumed her gentle demeanor. "That may be so, but how can a major life event like marriage be treated so casually? Siyuan, you should also consider the future of the family. Marriage is fundamentally an alliance of the strong, an opportunity to expand the family's horizons."

Fu Siyuan's expression darkened. "In your eyes, is marriage nothing more than a transaction of interests? I married Shiyun because she is the one I have chosen, and it has nothing to do with family interests."

Fu Ting, provoked by his son's words, raised his hand and slammed it heavily onto the teatable.

Yet, with such a runtime, wouldn't it be rather difficult to recoup the investment? After all, the longer it drags on, the greater the returns—no wonder modern television dramas easily span eighty or a hundred episodes.

Very well! With the family's monthly allowance reduced and funds running short, Qi Jin took on an errand for the clan and went out of town to make money, while Tang Han went off to the training grounds at the crack of dawn.

Cops and soldiers are human, too. In the blink of an eye, when all leadership and superiors lost contact, anyone would subconsciously feel that they had been abandoned.

Jiang Haoran looked back and saw a giant hand made of fire emerging from the sea of flames, lunging straight for his heart.

Why? Because ever since Haoran's true body was slain by Xiao Long in the Kunlun Mountains, his temper upon returning had grown increasingly volatile.

Not to mention the growing crowd gathering around to watch him make a fool of himself, if he were to simply give up in such a dejected manner, he would lose all his dignity.

At that moment, Qin Tian and his companions drove the Great Thousand Palace, forcibly separating Xiao Long from the people of the Budding Clan and the Moko Ancient Clan.

Much like an expansion pack they had previously conquered, it closely resembled an old movie, 2012, which Jiang Luoran had watched long ago, where a global earthquake triggered a massive flood that submerged the entire world.

First, he addressed the orcs present, explaining the necessity of orc unification—that is, coming together to build their own social system.

Yet in the end, it was still split apart. Without coveting the money of those friends who contributed to the first-edition sales, it was divided into two chapters.

Devoid of city walls, Tianhe was the very name of this place. The two characters stood suspended in mid-air, radiating a crimson glow, encircled by nine dragons that showcased an unviolatable majesty. They had been penned in a single, flowing stroke by an ancient sage.

A chaotic aura rushed to meet them. Outside the gates, some ragged cultivators squatted like beggars along both sides of the road. There were even cultivators who had just died; their corpses lay unattended, though they had already been stripped completely bare of everything they possessed.

Yang Jiazhen suppressed the turbulent emotions within his chest and thanked Yan Yi repeatedly, tears welling up in his eyes. After all these years, the joy of a lost treasure regained could shatter all his carefully constructed armor of toughness. As long as he could find him, then everything could still be salvaged, provided the other person was still willing to listen to his explanation.

If she were really sent back, he wouldn't feel entirely at ease about her physical condition. By comparison, keeping her with him was much better. Having her by his side meant she could at least be properly looked after.

She was going to take it all back piece by piece—an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood, and pain for pain.

A boy in a tailored suit walked up to her and asked a question in an extremely magnetic voice.

Li Zixiao's personality was such that he would never follow anyone else without knowing where he was going or what he was going to do, even if the other person happened to be his good friend.

The deputy director and the two joint-defense officers were not so fortunate. It wasn't that they had let down their guard, but rather that the robbers were simply too brazen.

Rain began to pour from the sky as dawn approached, the slanted threads of rain accompanied by a piercing chill.

Qian Qiyue knew that her brother had always possessed a sharp tongue, but upon hearing his words, she merely smiled. With Qian Qiyao placing such high hopes on her, how could she bear to disappoint him?

The Trace of Original Sin is your guide to entering the Hall of Gods and Demons; once the Hall opens, it will cause you to appear directly within it.

Only he could use this excuse to refuse. The so-called "Hu bloodline," if seized upon by malicious individuals to attack him, would indeed constitute a major flaw.