Chapter 54: The Unfathomable Mind of the Sovereign

From the Embroidered Uniform Guard to the Ministry of Punishments, and then to the Court of Judicial Review, no one has ever been able to pin anything on her. Just from this point alone, she is quite like Yang Jing'an—wicked to the core.

Yang Jin was not at all surprised by Zhu Di's words. He remarked, "The person in charge of the imperial tomb case has kept the tightest watch. Lu Chong has always been meticulous, a trait his son seems to have inherited."

"That organization could not possibly stir up such a commotion. The mastermind behind the scenes must be some parasite within the court. It's time to purge—"

The two exchanged a glance and burst into laughter. There was no resentment between them, nor any deceit; everything was open and aboveboard, entirely free of scheming.

Everyone was wondering what Tong Le was trying to do. With the meteorite about to crash down, why run directly underneath it? Shouldn't they be rushing to get away from this arena right now?

Even the young older brother, strong as an S-class warrior, had perished beneath the claws of the Riftsplitter. Did they still have a chance of survival? The more they thought about it, the more the crowd felt that the probability of surviving the Riftsplitter was zero. Involuntarily, the thought of fleeing arose deep within the hearts of several people.

Seeing that Lin Yu was not moving, Aries signaled her with a look to come and sit down. Things having progressed to this point, Lin Yu simply let nature take its course.

Both of them understood that if the truth could not be spoken, and in order to arouse no suspicion, they naturally had to put on a show of Jia Zheng scolding Baoyu.

Lu Lei was not carrying a wish-granting stone, and neither was Hua Feng. He had guessed that the reason might be the same, but since she didn't ask, how could he bring himself to ask her?

The three of them sat on the sofa and began to drink like this. At first, Wu Yan was somewhat reserved; after all, he wasn't very familiar with Ye Fan and Yin Xuan'er, so he inevitably felt a bit constrained. However, after several bottles of wine went down, he gradually became more talkative.

Having spent anywhere from a few decades to over a century in the Cloud Abyss, they had never once heard that the Cloud Abyss Mountain actually had a breach?

However, more skills were being unleashed from the hands of the faction leader, "Eating Pomelo Tonight," and "Falling Moon Startled Swan."

"So you also know that Baoyu has finally amounted to something? I suppose you look at yourself, this old father who is inferior to a child, feel jealous in your heart, and want to resort to physical violence?" Lady Jia refused to let it go. As if determined to vent a deep grievance for Jiabao Yu, she continued to bitterly mock Jia Zheng.

Before he could finish speaking, his voice grew too hoarse to utter another word. He only saw the elderly member of the ancient clan smiling faintly, his hand held behind his back as he formed a incantation seal.

After advancing to the Qi Refining Realm, the Mourning Blade technique he wielded became even more terrifying and razor-sharp. Amidst the blurred lines of reality and illusion, aside from him, there was probably no one else who could tell them apart.

Yet he could not be so selfish. An'an had her own pursuits and dreams, and as her boyfriend, he should unconditionally support her rather than shackle her for the sake of his own selfish desires.

Hearing the sound, Shen Qingyin subconsciously pushed Ji Lingzhuo away. He, however, unhurriedly straightened the shirt she had clawed up.

When he woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day. He changed into a fresh set of attire, simply combed his hair into a neat topknot, and only then stepped out the door.

Yang Jiuan scooped two large spoonfuls of bean paste into the wok, which instantly sizzled loudly. She visibly shrank back and retreated half a step.

Yet this confusion did not last long; as Dujian stated the purpose of his visit, most of it had already become clear in his heart.

"Throughout history, how many of those who achieved fame and success still remembered the person they loved in the past? You are just saying that casually; how can you guarantee that your heart won't change afterward?" Qin's father stared him down aggressively.

Gu Anhao would never casually accept such a precious gift; after all, it made one's conscience uneasy.

After the two finished chatting, Zhang Donghai and Bank President Han entered the hospital ward. Zhang Donghai then performed a massage on Han Meimei's chest, saying, "This is for breast enhancement and adjunctive cancer treatment." Han Meimei looked somewhat bashfully at Zhang Dong's large hands wandering over her sensitive zones.

By the time Xuanwu spoke, he was already choked with sobs and weeping bitterly. At this moment, Xuanwu's repentance was truly eighty percent sincere, with only twenty percent feigned.