Volume One, Chapter 131: Left to Live or Die on Their Own

Inside Ma Village.

Having returned without the bride, Dong Qiang slapped Ma Yan across the face. "What kind of mess have you made? You couldn't even bring the girl back. What am I supposed to do about my future grandson?"

Dong Yaozu continued to fan the flames, adding, "Exactly, Mom, you’re useless. As for that bitch Ma Xue, why not just knock her unconscious and drag her back? She belongs to me anyway; would anyone really have stopped her?"

Seeing this, Ma Yan stamped her feet in rage. Pointing at the father and son, she cried, "You two are worse than beasts! To do such a thing—I have no face left to show anyone. I’m leaving!"

"You already sold me to that senile old man, so why should I care about you..."

"Second-in-command, what should we do?" Li Dong was terrified, asking the second-in-command in a daze.

After Zizhao came of age, to prevent the news from leaking and getting him silenced by the Xuan King, he traveled the world. Upon meeting Fu Yue, he settled in Samsung City, finally managing to escape the Xuan King’s watchful eyes.

It was ironic that it took over a year of living in the manor for her to feel a sense of crisis for the first time. The one who brought this crisis upon her, forcing her to rack her brains to cope, was not one of the favored concubines who had entered the manor before her, but the very person who started it all—Qin Yingyue.

Watching the beautiful lines of his back, the supple waist with its expanse of fair skin, the pert buttocks, and the slender legs, Song Ruyu unconsciously swallowed hard.

Qing Yu and Zijin had not returned since they left. By the next day, when Shi Yao was due to report to the academy and end her holiday, neither Zijin nor Qing Yu had appeared.

Rong Wanxi sat on a round stool in the hall, keeping watch over a plate of melon seeds on the table, beginning her carefree life of cracking seeds and watching the drama unfold.

The crescent moon hung bright as water, stars flickered, and the night was tranquil. The scenery of this world never shifts based on human joys or sorrows. On such a moonlit night, even if one cannot sleep, one should be enjoying a quiet drink under the moon. Who would have thought that this night, which should have been peaceful, would be permeated everywhere with the scent of slaughter.

Without any flowery rhetoric, the old man’s short sentence instantly ignited everyone in the venue. Waves of deafening cheers roared out, stinging the eardrums.

As it turned out, back when the Ye manor caught fire, Chang Qingzi had used an earth-element technique to shrink the ground, intending to trap the Ye and Li families deep beneath the earth. He never expected that Qian Ye’s art of dialectics would easily break the spell without leaving a trace. Once the Ye and Li families reunited, they secretly evacuated through a tunnel beneath the Luoshui River.

Unlike Yu Na, who was filled with fear, Tang Ning’an seemed to enjoy riding on horseback. In truth, these pastimes of the rich were things Tang Ning’an had done before; horse riding could hardly stump her.

Gritting his teeth, he let out a furious roar. Gao Feng’s figure suddenly expanded as he lunged directly at Xiao Tian. He was fighting Xiao Tian with the absolute determination to die.

Before marriage, one might be wild and indulgent. But after marriage, I have only one wife. If she dies, she will share a coffin with me.

Most of these people are my friends; some are my brothers, and others include Ma Xiaodan, Qing Yu, and Jiang Xiao.

"The Black Dragon left two or three days ago. If I pick up the pace, I should be able to catch them!" Lei Yu was quite confident in his own speed.

As for Liu Kan, he could take this opportunity to be formally integrated into the Great Qin system; after some tempering, he would become a sharp blade for His Majesty.

In that moment, Wan Yi took a deep breath, feeling a wave of relief. Having not eaten meat for so long, and it being early morning, he had nearly lost control and spurted it out.

"Currently, my stake is eighteen percent, Tang Zijia has twenty-six percent, Huang Zilong has fifteen percent, and the state-owned enterprise behind Dade has five percent. That means thirty-six percent is still in the hands of other shareholders. And this thirty-six percent is absolutely critical."

A fifth-tier martial artist is a prized commodity that all factions would fight to snatch. For this to happen to Lei Yu—to possess such strength at his age—meant his future would be limitless. Yet, in the eyes of everyone, this was simply impossible.

"I am not clear on how many shares this third party holds, but if he does this, my shares might face trouble. If I don't have enough, I risk a farce—a failed acquisition where I lose both my investment and my reputation."

Without further ado, Bu Qianhuai adjusted his state and headed straight toward the Battle Desire Sect, while the news had already spread like wildfire in the outside world.

Even in her anger, Anya maintained a haughty demeanor in front of Xiang Nan.

Suddenly, dozens of electrified ropes shot toward the bullseye and instantly ensnared Wickel’s hands and feet. Tens of thousands of volts and thousands of amperes of current instantly engulfed Wickel in violent electric light.

Though his words were respectful, they were clearly coercive. After all, in Liu Mie’s eyes, this youth had to be a disciple of some major sect; otherwise, the heavens truly intended to destroy the Liu family.

Qi Aizhen hadn't reacted in time; she was still dazed. Just as she wanted to explain that she was only wearing pajama pants and it was inconvenient to come down, she suddenly felt her center of gravity shift. With a scream, she fell along with her bed.

This matter actually had a bit of fate behind it; when the marriage was being negotiated, Qingjiang’s union was the first to be discussed.

"Lu Yan, let’s go up the mountain tomorrow to pick sour dates. The ones on the mountain are delicious," Daisy said.

But when a sword aura surged toward him, Yuan Qi no longer pretended to be calm and moved to block it. He was no match for the strike and bled on the spot.