Chapter 130: An Encounter on the Street

This Prince Is a Little Sweet Little Ancestor of Guanglin 1361 words 2026-04-01 07:32:22

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The carriage they were traveling in rattled through the streets and alleys.
"Sister Qing, this carriage is truly comfortable. I have never ridden in such a luxurious one before," Tong'er said with great excitement. She gazed around at the interior decorations, her fingers trailing over the silk lining.
"Sister Qing, look! It’s all lined with high-quality silk," she exclaimed, her tone brimming with surprise and admiration.
Before Wen Yueqing could reply, she continued loudly...
However, the Great Jin Kingdom did one thing well: they valued talent and knowledge. Consequently, even a doctor could be equipped with ten Martial King guards—an extravagant lineup that perhaps even a provincial governor would struggle to match.
Liu Wei did not mind being addressed as Li Qingyun; he was used to it, as everyone around him called him by that name.
Just as Xie Yunhao had done to him, as long as Li Qingyun held a strong hand, he would undoubtedly play it.
Fortunately, Xia Yurou had booked a seat in advance. The two provided their phone numbers, and a waiter led them to their designated table.
Huo Sixi naturally wanted to see Huo Simeng humiliate herself, but then she thought, since Huo Simeng was a dying person anyway, why bother worrying about whether she saved face or not?
Jiang Momo turned to see Qin Tian, her nose stinging as tears threatened to fall. She packed her backpack, snorted coldly at Zhang Xialu, and left first.

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Mu Cheng immediately activated the Shadow Step, piercing through the thousands of wind blades and striking toward Qingqing below with a single sword stroke.
"Sigh, he’s drunk again. The boss is going to scold me for not stopping the young master," the man in glasses sighed, shaking his head as he prepared to drive back.
The man in the lead, clutching a child, was being pursued so closely that he made a sharp turn and darted into a narrow alley.
He had not yet activated the "Group" character formation mantra, but he was gradually coming to understand the profound meaning contained within it.
"Vice Dean Huang roughly explained the situation to me. Did you bring all your documents?" the male official asked warmly.
"Lingyin, forget it..." Rujiu slipped out from behind a pillar and waved for the two servants to leave.
Meanwhile, Xiao Hanyu had used his internal energy to shatter the four walls of the carriage with a single blast. The carriage instantly fell apart, its wooden planks scattering everywhere.
I let out a soft "Oh?" So Young Master Hui knows Lei Tianyu; that means he is also someone from the city. Heh, it looks like he is determined to stand up for Lin Banjin.
Caring about the forest district? That’s not quite right. I believe that someone capable of reaching a leadership position must have a much stronger disposition than the average person.
The legends of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are not limited to Asia; there are terrifying myths about them in the world of martial arts as well.
Under his guidance, Wei Junjie and many of Jinlin City's prominent tycoon merchants followed him out.

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As He Qingtian and the others felt a sense of relief, they were also struck with awe; the power was truly beyond imagination.
Living is meant to be comfortable; why make yourself suffer? That is a terrible thing to do, and being too exhausted affects one's quality of life.
"My heavens, you're giving me so much money all at once? Can I manage it properly?" Upon hearing that Mr. Niu intended to give her such a large sum, He Zhaodi felt quite overwhelmed.
Yu Heng's words hit the Flame Demon like a sudden enlightenment, causing it to pause its movements, though it remained furious. It pressed its aura down heavily on Yu Heng, intent on killing him with that blow.
Tevoka blushed, instantly growing flustered. Seeing the knowing, amused look in Duan Yuming's eyes, her face turned even redder. She instantly wrenched herself free from Tritani's "clutches" and delivered a heavy hand-chop to the top of his head.
In the modern city, certain traditions that seem lost are not necessarily as the average person judges them to be.
Arriving at the gate, Wu Mengchen produced a token. The guards at the gate naturally went inside to report immediately, and before long, a hearty laugh echoed from within.