Volume 1, Chapter 53: Divorce

This was the first time Wang Qiushuang’s family had come to see her after she had been held under guard in the Security Section for so long.

She was overwhelmed with emotion. Turning to her husband and son, she said, “Old man, Tiedan, you’re here! I haven’t seen you for days, and I’ve missed you terribly. Have you been doing all right?”

After all, the two of them had once ranked first and second at Jingmei. Who could resist shipping a romance between two top students?

At first, everyone thought the Demon-Hunting Squad had been lining its own pockets. Who could have imagined that the demons did not kill people, while people had begun hunting demons instead—and had developed a particular fondness for sucking out their brains?

Before Jiang Feng could smash the thing, Song Yiran had already changed into another outfit. The blush on her face made her look even more alluring, and she no longer walked with the same awkward restraint as before.

After Zhao Feiyang won the Rookie Game MVP award, his fame and popularity had soared throughout China, and news about him filled all the major sports forums.

The moment Number Eight saw the two living men, it let out a thunderous roar, like a ravenous demon about to devour them.

After Grandma Lu finished speaking, she still received no response from Tang Wan. Then she felt one drop after another fall onto the back of her hand.

It was said that this man was one of the four deputy masters of the Earth Sect, one of the four branches of the Nine Chrysanthemum School. His physical body was exceptionally powerful, and he possessed the strength of a divine ninja.

Su Chao froze for a moment, then lowered his head. He saw that his own plump thighs were covered in writing. On his left thigh were the words: “The Clearwind Stronghold has paid a visit. Many thanks to the General for your generous gift. I have nothing with which to repay you, so I offer in return a body filled with righteous spirit.”

For the past few days, Shen Zhili could not understand why, despite always loving sweets, she had suddenly developed a craving for preserved plums.

There were several wardrobes like this in the palace, each stocked separately with formal attire and everyday clothes so that he could change whenever he wished.

“Si’er!” Seeing Chu Si lying precariously at the edge of the cliff, her face deathly pale, he felt his heart leap into his throat, and his grip tightened even harder.

Wen Wanrong told him to rest first, but Qin Yang could not sleep. Seeing that little Ying was sound asleep, he pointed toward the west room, indicating that he had something to say.

It was not that she did not want to sleep; she simply could not. One question kept turning over and over in her mind: Yan Yize clearly already knew his true identity, so why had he still married Luo Xue?

“You have never been the sort to cling like this.” Back in the Cave of a Thousand Snakes, Liruo had been very sensible.

Qi Shuang’s brows drew together slightly. The young master had been speaking in a strange, sarcastic tone all evening, watching her so intently that he seemed to be treating her like a prisoner under constant surveillance.

Chu Yu sat in her wooden wheelchair, gazing at the torrential rain pouring down in the courtyard. Remembering how the Iron Legion had deliberately released the floodwaters the night before, she could not help thinking that the rain had come at an almost suspiciously convenient time. The Water Monkey must have been unwilling to accept defeat, stirring up this storm of wind and rain.

On the city wall, the beastmen—few enough to begin with—panicked at the sudden turn of events, and many of them leapt straight down.

In truth, Chu Yu found it very strange as well. What leverage could Father have fallen into Huo Tingliao’s hands? Could it have something to do with her? Yet when she saw the furious expression on his face, with his beard bristling and eyes glaring, she could not bring herself to ask.

Several bodyguards followed behind them, dragging suitcases. It seemed they were leaving Run City as well.

When the carriage curtain was lifted, a middle-aged man in shabby clothes and a tattered straw hat crawled out. He had just begun to climb down when a slender hand suddenly reached through the curtain and seized him.

In the hotel room, Lin Mo opened his spatial ring and took out the object he had just found on Francis.

At the Zhong Lan residence, on the edge of the battlefield, the telephone rang incessantly, greatly irritating Zhong Lan, who had been brimming with enthusiasm.

Since Jinyuan International was currently still focused on developing a villa community on the northern shore of Wild Goosecry Lake, Fang Yixin speculated that New Tide Sharp Properties was still primarily controlled through the shares held by He Wan and Chen Li.