Chapter Thirty-Eight

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After Bai Fengjiu returned to the peach grove, many suitors began to propose to her. Zhe Yan heard from Bai Zhen that numerous noblemen of the Tian clan had sought Bai Fengjiu’s hand in marriage, but after being rebuffed, they went to complain to Fumi Immortal Mother. Fumi Immortal Mother was fiercely protective, believing none of them worthy and even prepared to personally select a husband for Bai Fengjiu. Zhe Yan found this both infuriating and amusing, but since he always doted on his younger sister, he let her be. Xie Guwei, the lord in charge of the Netherworld Division, came to discuss something with Bai Fengjiu. She was surprised—how could such a dignified lord have matters to consult with her? Xie Guwei told Bai Fengjiu that recently he noticed anomalies in the Book of the Departed and speculated heavily that Donghua must have descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulations...

Hearing this, Eva looked puzzled and turned to Xiong Qi. “Your saboteur’s modification was designed and altered by me. Why am I unaware of this program’s existence?” Another matter puzzled Eva greatly: even if it was an intelligent program, how could ‘she’ detach from the host and freely appear in rooms within Base X?

“Then did Xiao Ming take the Dark Dragon to capture Zhenzhen and kidnap Lu Ke’er under your orders?” Long Er inquired.

Nanny Lei accompanied Jin Qing as they paced back and forth along the corridor for a while before Jin Qing finally suppressed the anxiety and restlessness in her heart. “It’s late; Nanny, you should go back and rest,” Jin Qing said.

Zhang Yi hovered midair not far from Ghost Face, his eyes growing calm once more, flickering uncertainly as he watched the two—Ghost Face and the mysterious man—wondering what he might be thinking.

After reviewing her latest schedule, Lin Xiaoxiao finally exhaled in relief. With only four chances a day to use the time-slowing device, she couldn’t guarantee that all the time would be devoted to studying and practicing.

This answer caused Chen Mingtong and Asuna to exchange a glance. Yui’s ‘symptoms’ had too many baffling aspects. Rather than a simple regression in mental age, it felt more like her memories were fragmented and incomplete.

Yet, constrained by Zhu Hong’s formidable strength and the presence of his powerful attendants, no one dared to voice their anger.

While Totori was daydreaming, her manager arrived at the lounge to inform her that preparations for the stage were underway. Time was steadily approaching the live performance’s start. Totori hastily ended her mother’s call and began getting ready.

The moonlight over Lianyun Mountain was exceptionally beautiful, its deep blue glow illuminating every corner, as if draping the entire mountain in a translucent navy veil—mysterious, elegant, serene, and enchanting.

Sima Qian did not continue arguing with Liu Ju but silently committed this poem to memory.

Even if there were such cattle, they would likely be of inferior quality; after all, he was not a livestock expert and could not distinguish them well, so he decided to let it be.

The suffocating sensation was truly dreadful; she genuinely felt that Li Yu intended to kill her.

People like Sun Miaomiao herself, as well as Chen Rong and Qian Sanzhi, all possessed at least high-grade single spiritual roots.

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This made him wonder what kind of magic Liu Ju possessed to cause Liu Xijun such a drastic change in so short a time.

These words had an effect. Hearing them, Old Master Xu’s cloudy eyes softened somewhat, losing some of their fierceness. He clapped his hands, and after some hesitation, several servants retreated.

No need to look back; Boss Dai could immediately call and have her vast general office report the exact measurements on the land use certificate.

When she left, she deliberately dropped a bundle to mislead the bandits with false information.

However, at that moment, Zheng Ming was equally bewildered as he turned to meet Han Ling’s gaze, and they exchanged looks of mutual confusion.

“Jinxiu, Jiu’er, I’m not here to cause trouble today. I’ve come to beg you—” Su Ruyi approached the two and was about to kneel.

Meng Jiaqi was curious but not obsessive; she feared being misunderstood by Li Ang, which might affect their relationship. For such a trivial matter, no matter who you were, you couldn’t just walk out.

“I think it’s better to just walk there. Even if we have to camp overnight once, it’s still more economical than spending those twenty silver coins.” Someone glanced at their wallet, feeling those thirty-some silver coins inside were as precious as life itself.

Moreover, Wang Wu already had so much silver at home that any further effort was futile; silver no longer mattered much to her.

Though a bit strange, Liu Chenxing didn’t ask further, simply washed up, and prepared to rest.

Black Bear nodded, and the others signaled Hu Liu to continue his unfinished story.

Even so, Qi Ning still felt unwell. He Xian prepared soup for her, but after a few sips, her stomach churned, and she pushed the bowl aside to go to the restroom.

Everyone knew the secret, but since it wasn’t openly discussed, it was as if no one knew. Wang Wu chose to deceive herself and harshly reprimanded the teacher.

After adding him on WeChat, Huang Yaru smiled at his nervousness and said, “You’re quite interesting.”

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The middle-aged man who was very courteous to Wu Dazhou was named Zhao Zhigang. He was the head of a very famous nationwide chain of educational institutions.

The last kidnapping also occurred after a sumptuous meal, when they were leaving the hotel, not at Wangjiang Mansion.

When Su Ran received a message from Tian Sijia, she was studying those anonymous tip-offs. On the table lay Cui Ying’s background check report.

Since Shen Pei arrived at Licheng County from Yecheng, he had been secretly investigating various clues and concluded that he might be colluding with Yuan Xi in secret.

Jiang Wan had just been frantically hitting people, but upon seeing her mother-in-law, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

Luo Qi lifted the upper half of Jin Yu’s body and laid it horizontally on the ground, attempting to piece the dismembered corpse back together.

But considering Lu Fanghai’s integrity and kindness, the siblings probably inherited those traits from their father, whom they had never met.

Lü Bu’s eyes widened, disappointment clear on his face because he had been hoping the Xiongnu would break their promise and then he could lead his troops to attack.

After seeing Lu Fanghai’s skills that day, Fan Zhao was thrilled. Many days had passed, yet he couldn’t let it go. This time, no matter what, he was determined to recruit Lu Fanghai, but fearing he would refuse, he resolutely waited at his home.

“Good!” The man looked at Ou Zanghua. Seeing his sincere gaze without any mockery, he nodded, deeply moved.