Chapter 162: Kindred Spirits in Misfortune

Feng Tiankuo still found it hard to believe, but he didn’t press further. After all, no matter her identity, it was a matter concerning the Prince’s residence, and he had no business meddling in it.

“All right, that’s enough for today. You should head home quickly. I’ll have Kang Qi summon the palace doctor immediately to treat your mother,” Zun You interrupted, sensing his hesitation.

“I’ll go with you...”

“Surely the Empress’s intentions are already known to the master. Now, let’s discuss how to respond,” Mr. Ling finally got to the point.

Later, she met Jing Chen in Le City, who explained that when their people from the Wuyashan Villa passed by, they had accidentally saved them.

It was a second-hand weapon, one he had bought by selling off everything he had before stepping onto the one-star battlefield. Although it was a low-grade G-class firearm and used, he cherished it dearly because it was his only means of survival in this harsh arena.

The matter with Princess Xueli had already been a great embarrassment to him. Now, the Emperor was stripping away his one chance to regain his honor. Did the Emperor truly hold Ren Qixiu in such low regard?

If it hadn’t been for bumping into Zhao Guodong moving house, and Li Weidong noticing Zhao’s residence, perhaps he wouldn’t have even considered buying a house.

Tong Doudou lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her mind replaying the expression Su Sheng had worn upon seeing her.

Ji An’s shoulder had been slashed by the man in black, a wound that deepened his anxiety. He was unwilling to give up; he refused to let this place be lost.

After repelling Dormammu’s attempt to devour Earth, Doctor Strange became the guardian of the Sanctum.

Ji An had no intention of approaching the door to knock with his mother; if it were him, the door might have been destroyed by now.

That said, can anyone truly grasp Freddy’s profound remorse and his desperate yearning to be loved, to not be abandoned or left behind? Though this plea—to love me as if there were no tomorrow—may seem somewhat naive.

“So, young master, tell me—what suspicious behavior do we exhibit?” Chu Ling stepped forward. She had long noticed the subtle movements behind Fu Yunnuan’s graceful rain-dodging, and though it was just speculation, it seemed too coincidental not to be.

In truth, Hong Lian was quite clever; seeking out the Empress Dowager was a wise choice. Within the entire Yi King Palace, only the Empress Dowager had the influence to make Shen Che obey.

Thinking of the upcoming peer exam at the Du Yuan Hall, Tan Luo wasted no more words with Su Ran and ordered him to revert to his original form and slip back into the spirit beast pouch.

“Lu Yingquan, your audacity grows bolder by the day, daring to make decisions on my behalf without permission?” Shen Ze’s face darkened with a hint of anger as he stared at Lu Yingquan.

The men were divided into two factions: one led by Su Ran and Donghuang Fenghua, advocates of carnivorous eating, and the other led by Yan Bo and Zhong Li, who championed vegetarianism.

“So you mean there’s a place with a powerful barrier? One that conceals all movements?” Ji Feichen frowned. Indeed, Fu Yunnuan was more formidable than she appeared.

Bringing Huang Ming here was Liu Shuang’s calculated move. He aimed to use Huang Ming to strengthen the cohesion within the Hexagram. Only a fist clenched tight could deliver greater force and lethality.

Inside the wardrobe, a monstrous figure with a terrifying visage snarled at him, its gaping maw as if ready to leap out.

Under the clear moon and sparse stars, with autumn dew like pearls, a figure leaned slantwise against an ancient tree on the outskirts of Chang’an, eyes half-lidded with intoxication.

Red rouge smeared on both cheeks made them look like a monkey’s bottom; the eyebrows were almost painted into frowns like the number eight, and the lips, bright red like grilled sausage, puckered high—anyone looking would feel an urge to vomit.

“Could it be that you never intended to give me this? So that’s why you’re so surprised I used it now?” Ye Lin’s voice turned cold as he spoke the last words.