Volume 1, Chapter 58: Visitors from the Lu Family

When Su Yuan returned home, a steady stream of people was coming and going through the doorway. The business of the Ancient Well Burning Saber liquor was thriving, and the daily output was already falling short of demand.

An Xia shook her head, brushing her teeth and washing her face while feeling somewhat sore and weak. Fearing that Quan An might lecture her later, she deliberately applied several layers of skincare products to her face. Still unsatisfied, she went on to apply a subtle nude makeup so she would look more energetic.

At that moment, Bandit Zhi suddenly cried out in alarm, "No! The Nine Springs Jade-Leaf Flower soaked in bloody dew... Miss Rong..." Hearing this, the expressions of everyone from the Mohist faction changed instantly. They then anxiously looked toward the direction of the Jade-Leaf Flower, only to see that it had been snapped in half and was withering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As we walked into the company lobby, Qiao Na answered a phone call, which seemed to be from Shen Hezhi. Qiao Na kept nodding and saying yes over the phone. About five minutes later, she hung up, turned to look at me, and I asked her what was wrong.

"I am a businessman, and I deeply understand the truth that one must strike the moment an opportunity catches the eye," Quan Mo said, his voice deep and carrying a lofty tone that looked down upon everything.

The senior had also promised to help review her father's medical records, but now, she had no idea how to contact him anymore.

Oh heavens, what kind of pace was this? After finally enduring some stimulation and squeezing a few thoughts out of her head, why was this thing so utterly devoid of any dignity?

"I have already felt your sincerity, and I can treat you free of charge," Qingshui said with a smile.

"The Bai family never owes anyone favors. To thank Mr. Chi, I plan to offer a reward of eight million, and I hope Mr. Chi won't disdain it as too little." Bai Youxi's pupils were like sharp arrows; all her past playfulness had been cast aside, leaving only wisdom and composure.

An Xia had questioned whether she was a biological child, grown distant from Quan Mo, and grown fearful of Quan An before they quarreled and she ran away. Yin Tianyu was merely speaking on their behalf.

This caused Wei Zhuang's face to stiffen, his expression turning extraordinarily complex in an instant. Had his willpower not been strong enough, he would have been so enraged as to vomit blood by this moment.

"Let me tell you, it was people from the Song family and the Lin family who sent the money! Do you know how much they sent? Twenty million from each family! Risking your life once for forty million, would you say it's worth it?" With that, he held up four fingers.

"Such a master actually exists?!" Ao Qin's expression also grew grave. According to Long Qing's account, this person mastered at least four secret techniques—what a terrifying existence that was.

Returning to the Landscape Manor, the two of them quickly packed their belongings and left. As they passed through the manor gates, Qi Qingxue unexpectedly turned back for a final glance, as if reluctant to leave.

The news articles contained only pictures but no video footage of the match. It took Long Qing a little while to search for the video, and then he began watching it with great relish.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out. He was dressed in a simple cyan short-hemmed tunic, somewhat in the style of the Republic of China era. He had an ordinary appearance, stood about one hundred and seventy centimeters tall, neither fat nor thin—the kind of utterly average person who would easily vanish into a sea of faces.

Chen Feng was brought over to the lawn, not far from where Morin was roasting a wild boar, while Li Jinglong lay basking in the sun. When Hongjun arrived, Li Jinglong was already awake, though he kept his eyes closed. As soon as Chen Feng crawled over and slumped onto his chest, Li Jinglong opened his mouth with his eyes still shut.

Luansu smiled faintly and said nothing further, yet the mere exchange of a smile between the two of them allowed them to understand the most precious sentiment nestled within each other's hearts. Bai Ningxi had never expected that after such a long time, Luansu still held her dear in her heart. In her current eyes, this affection was truly too exceptionally precious to come by.