Stop chanting.

"Dark, which color do you think looks better?" An Zeyu asked, holding two ribbons of different colors—one pink and one bright red—with a conflicted expression on his face.

I smiled bitterly and shook my head, realizing that Tiedan's cognitive structure was different from ordinary people. Even if he understood the problem, it was unlikely he could express it in words, so I simply gave up asking him.

There were numerous missed calls from Feng Chong in the message notifications. Ah Shu's finger hovered over the phone number for a moment before finally moving to another key, pressing down firmly to power off the phone.

Let alone Crazy Mao, even I had long harbored deep suspicions about Tiedan's identity. Unfortunately, Tiedan's stubborn mind was as scrambled as burnt porridge, unable to recall even the slightest snippet of his past. And since Boss Xia hadn't mentioned anything, my knowledge of Tiedan was essentially zero.

Because Ah Shu's reply consisted of only two characters, true to her consistent style: simple and brutal.

Over the past few years, the Ninth Prince had always lived with his birth mother and had never interacted with his siblings in this manner.

"Forget it, just prepare a few of your signature dishes. Don't disgrace the Prince Rui Estate." With those instructions given, he turned and walked away.

They decided that from then on, whenever the hero was present, they would keep their distance, and when he was away, they would resume close protection to avoid arousing anyone's jealousy.

Zhao Mingyue naturally clapped her hands in delight. Now that she had the Jade Bone Army and Liu Qingquan had the Water-Governing Tribes, establishing a professional merchant security force and intelligence group was practically effortless given their abundant resources.

An Jinse was a psychology doctorate who had just returned from the United States. In a very short span of time, she had basically unraveled Lin Xiaomo's psychological knot.

She was human too; she knew he was hurting, but how could her own heart be at ease? That was the man she had loved for a whole year, the man she had treated with all her heart and soul for an entire year.

He could hardly believe his eyes. Yet as he touched the towering stone figures in the cave, the realistic tactile sensation forced him to believe that all of this was real.

In the southern district of Barcelona, a spectator watching the commotion casually blurted out a breathtaking price.

The man stared straight at her, unable to utter a word. Cen Li was rendered speechless by his gaze. Glancing at him briefly, she pulled out the tissues from her bag and said...

After collecting all the available evidence from the scene, Feng Zihong led his team and withdrew.

Hearing her mother say those words, how could she possibly fail to understand what her mother meant by them? Therefore, having heard her mother speak thus, she immediately grasped the underlying meaning of those words.

Although she had never met them before, nor ever purchased from them, she had previously heard the tavern managers in town mention certain matters when she went to sell goods in the village and town markets.

Upon seeing this photograph, Shen Qingyan understood everything instantly; the person they were looking at was that man.

Standing quietly for an unknown length of time, someone suddenly embraced her from behind. A warm, damp kiss brushed past her earlobe, gently nibbling it, causing a slight shudder to run through her entire body.

With a fist wrapped in rushing wind, he struck toward his opponent's shoulder. Junior Brother Wu Gang met the fist with his palm, only to be knocked backward several steps by the sheer force, barely managing to steady his footing.

Bai Jiujiu was already powerless to protect the outer layer; the fate of the inner layer would likely be even more tragic than the outer.

"Who—who are you? How dare you speak to me like this?" Mo Xingchen jolted awake, his drunkenness receding significantly. These words sounded nothing like something an idiot would say.

She admitted that Lu Yuxi was exceptionally capable; the food meant for a single day was somehow stretched into two extra meals. Although they were mostly filled with water, they weren't starving either, and it hadn't exceeded her capabilities. Yet suddenly having no need to economize and having the problem solved left her feeling somewhat unable to accept it.

"Big sister, did something happen at home? Did your brother-in-law make a mistake?" the driver asked gossipingly once again.

Amidst his mother's displeased expression, Lu Tianyu fled in a hurry, returning home with a cheerful mood.

"I cannot find the location of this entrance. If you can find the cave opening, it will prove your value," the cunning demon general said.

The driver skillfully accelerated and changed lanes, easily bypassing the blocking sedan. Seeing Luo Chengliang's taxi reappear in her field of vision, Luo's mother involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Piaopiao wrung her hands, consumed by burning jealousy. Being as arrogant as she was, she had finally set her eyes on a man she felt was worthy of her, only to discover he actually had a fiancé—and one who was even prettier than her.

"You big villain! The hard work of two days of preparation has been ruined by you again!" Seeing Zhuang Zhou leap down from the altar, Mingyue seemed to realize something.

"Senior Brother, is the situation on the Water Origin Star really that terrible?" I asked, looking at Su Nuo's distraught appearance.

Contemplating this possibility, they felt both excited and disappointed. Was their captain ultimately no match for a direct descendant of the Lin family?!

"Ahem." 商梦琪 (Shang Mengqi) looked at Qiu Shaoze's gaze and instantly knew this fellow was definitely thinking of something filthy.

At that moment, a trace of pity flashed in his gaze, mingled with a sliver of curiosity. Why would Yang Ridan say such a thing?

Zhao Yi slowly narrowed his eyes and glanced down at the letter in his hand. He never imagined that one day he would have to rely on Feng Nianrong to leak information to him. How could he not understand the Queen's intentions? Her associations with the clan, her excessive affection for the Seventh Young Lord, and her tampering with the Imperial Guard—her desire to replace the Crown Prince was already glaringly obvious.

The Wolf Emperor did not turn his head. Yet judging by the voice, the Wolf Emperor already understood that this person must be Xie Wudao.

At this point, there was no retreat left. He had already lost the Primordial Banner, and if he fled, he would undoubtedly be thunderously executed by Third Master Li in an instant. Moreover, Li Cailian's cultivation was on par with his own, making it unrealistic to take her hostage. His only remaining option was to play it by ear.

"Big Mama, I promise I will never listen to Aunt Jiaona again, wuwu..." Xi Xi buried her shoulder against mine, sobbing uncontrollably.

To Lin Yun's astonishment, the moment Xis finished speaking, a chorus of enthusiastic agreement erupted all around. Furthermore, based on Lin Yun's current perception of souls, he discovered that many of the things people were saying were actually true.

I resisted him, yet still lost my defense. He kissed me until I was limp and powerless before finally releasing me.

After pondering for a long time, he could only offer a bitter smile, get up from the bed, and change the sheets and his clothes.

However, how he ended up drifting near the Thousand Water Lake realm, and how he encountered Blue Snow-Dust and those other Ghost King Sect members who previously wanted to harm him—these matters could be properly explained to this group from the Xuantian Academy.