I Have Something to Say to You

The Elder Lady personally arranged a courtyard for Han Lei. When Zhao Zun returned, Han Lei was still busy organizing and decorating her room.

Disregarding the dust and fatigue of his long journey, Zhao Zun headed straight to the Elder Lady's quarters to visit his long-absent mother and sister.

Zhao Ling'er practically idolized Han Lei. Just as Zhao Zun reached the doorway, he heard his sister's chattering voice.

"Oh, Mother, I am simply so happy today. A wicked person like Aunt Qin truly deserved to be dealt with properly—"

Strictly speaking, Li Jie's training was not only harder than anyone else's, but his talent far surpassed all the others, especially in actual combat.

"Damn it, stop looking at me with that gaze full of bromance. Do you really think that under the present circumstances, I would possibly defect to your side?" Xiaotian looked at Evil Wolf Star with disdain and said.

If they could truly achieve the effect of a surprise attack, winning this battle was not an entirely impossible feat.

Looking aggrieved, she shrank into the corner, her gaze never leaving the wine glass in my hand.

Fifty strikes of the paddle—even a grown man might not be able to endure it, let alone that old servant woman's frail bones.

Her brain had already stopped functioning. She even forgot what she had just seen. Yet what she was seeing now kept repeating, continuously and forcefully warning her: Lin Weisheng, close your eyes.

"Were you knocked unconscious only after you saw Xie Li?" Xiao Jing gritted his teeth, a thought suddenly flashing through his mind.

Dashan was also frightened by the Emperor's sudden change in expression and hurriedly knelt down, filled with terror in his heart.

Having not seen Xie Li for many days, and seeing her looking so delicate and frail, Xiao Jing affectionately stepped forward to pat her shoulder and nodded.

"Yaoguang was the most favored imperial noble consort of the Former Liang Emperor." Xie Tian stepped forward, breaking down Yaoguang's identity to explain it to Xie Li.

Ever since that previous incident, Su Zhongxiong had rarely been this excited. Ever since Su Jingxing called him last night, he had been eagerly counting down the days and looking forward to his return.

There were over twenty dolls in the box, all similar to the one I had, except that some of the blood had already dried, meaning they must have been made quite a long time ago. Others were still fresh, likely completed just recently.

Shen Bijun slumped against the wall, her hair messy and disheveled. She probably couldn't even remember how she had gotten to the hospital. Seeing Meng Qilan emerge, she slowly regained her composure, swallowed hard, and grew extremely nervous.

Zhang Pu did not continue to ask Lin Xuehong and Du Aizhu to persuade Liu Qingyan. Instead, he comforted them, saying he would find time to speak with Liu Qingyan himself, and if she refused, it didn't matter, as he had the full confidence to help his school, Modern Middle School, defeat their formidable opponent, Hope Middle School.

"Meng Lianxi, our family's affairs do not require your concern." Xu Sinan's tone was arrogant, looking very much like someone who had no idea what kind of massive debt the Xu family was currently carrying.

In situations like this, Wen Xian could tell at a glance that he was hiding something in his heart. That kind of endurance—simultaneously reminiscing and restraining oneself—was a feeling he understood all too well.

If you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog. If you marry an impudent ruffian, you will gradually be assimilated by him.

Master Xue also realized at that moment that he had been impulsive. Fortunately, he was pulled back in time, otherwise the consequences would have been truly unimaginable.

Of course Zhang Pu still remembered: it was right here that he had been completely outmatched by the ninja. At the time, he hadn't felt anything unusual in the depths of the cave, but thinking back, that ghostly figure's martial prowess must have been so profound that he was completely unable to detect him.

How could ambitious figures in the pugilistic world miss the emergence of a divine weapon? One by one, they racked their brains and rushed toward Sword-Burying Villa.

After explaining the key points of raising Feebas by the pool, Lin Xiao had Milotic accompany the three Feebas and returned to his room, pondering how he should participate in the Coordinator Contest to prove his words true.

Huo Jie cupped her face in both hands and kissed her fiercely, with a force so great it felt as though he wanted to crush her cheeks and bite through her lips.