Volume 1, Chapter 46: A Comedic Mix-Up

Number Six was much quieter now, perhaps because of Number Four Du Yufei’s injury, or maybe for other reasons—only he himself knew.

Faced with this outcome, Qiao Siwan couldn’t help but smile slightly. Although she had married into the Lu family, Qiao Qianzhen was the legitimate wife, and Qiao Qianying only a secondary spouse, yet the Lu family seemed to favor Qiao Qianying, the eldest grandson’s wife, even more.

Yu Tianheng grew increasingly irritated, slamming his hands onto the finely carved wooden table with a loud crack, causing cracks to spiderweb across its surface.

Chen Meilan was somewhat worried; she feared that Ye Jinghuai might be risking his company for her sake.

Qin Xiao thought it over and directly sought out Master Chao, explaining his purpose. Chao immediately nodded and summoned all the security guards of the building to stand outside Liu Shuang’s room. Except for experts of Qin Xiao’s level, no one could break in.

Otherwise, in another dimension, they would always be outsiders and inevitably suppressed by the dimensional laws.

Though she thought his voice sounded somewhat familiar at first, after careful consideration, she dismissed the idea.

She stared at the bowl of ice for a long time, her eyes growing sore until tears finally overflowed. Only then did she turn away, curling up and sobbing silently.

Meanwhile, Fland frowned as he looked at Cheng Cai on the bed, growing increasingly furious.

At their level, players would never risk their lives recklessly; after all, they were already at level one hundred—the peak level.

“Because I know Yi Wuxue would never neglect me…” Yun Shan realized something as he spoke, then turned sharply to see tears welling up in Yi Wuxue’s resentful eyes. Though she fought hard to hold them back, the fierce hatred in her gaze chilled Yun Shan’s heart.

Xiao Yiqin pulled out a cigarette, and Deputy Wu immediately stepped forward to light it, the sparks burning crimson upon the man’s fingers.

Su Yao felt that she was ill-suited to ponder questions of ‘choices and sacrifices,’ which left her feeling unfulfilled. She had made mistakes in many decisions—things that shouldn’t have unfolded this way—but now, they filled her heart with a strange sense of completeness.

“You’ve got loyalty. I’m afraid the Beast recognizes you as a brother now.” The Beast clapped Xiao Tao on the shoulder, beaming. He and Han Zhan were close comrades; Han Zhan’s capture had deeply troubled him. Now, with another young expert willing to risk life and death for Han Zhan, he couldn’t help but be pleased.

A sudden upheaval at home, compounded by her own circumstances, had long extinguished any hope she had dared to entertain for happiness.

Mo Ran tapped Zhang Ke’s arm. “Aren’t you afraid the crackdown might backfire?” Mo Ran had originally wanted to stay out of the Zhang family’s internal strife, but having stayed there recently and learned more, she couldn’t help but worry.

“Someone’s staying here! You must be Ding Sisi, right?” Lan Sujin looked up, fixing her gaze on Ding Sisi.

“That’s why Yun Shan and Yi Wuxue’s outing is so important.” After saying this, Nian Wuxin’s lips curved into a sly smile, full of scheming intent.

“Clang, clang—” The weapons clashed fiercely. Han Yi kept retreating, completely overwhelmed by Han Tianyun.

“These glazed beads, after Shanxin collects them all, will you come to take them away? And if you take them, will Ran Sui and the others suffer bodily harm? When can they return to the Immortal Realm and restore their statuses?” I poured out all my doubts.

Originally, he wanted to step forward and wipe the saliva from the Third Prince’s hand for His Majesty himself, but the emperor reached out with the other hand, taking the handkerchief from him and wiping it calmly on his own.

“That grandson with the surname Tian, always sneering and twisting words to mock others—finally, heaven has opened its eyes and brought him misfortune.” Peng Changxing chuckled, slinging an arm around his brother’s shoulders. The two shared a look of schadenfreude.

A hot breath surged across my face, eyes flickering with desire. Lips brushed my cheek, slid to my ear, and the soft touch on my earlobe made me shiver all over.

The sky was gloomy, thick, low, gray clouds blanketing everything. The mountain wind chilled me to the bone. What kind of place was this?

“Don’t think playing dead will let you escape responsibility. I don’t believe this has nothing to do with you! Someone among the special forces dared to poison and even carry out a kidnapping—you owe me an explanation!” Qiao Hui was not fooled by his illness one bit.

Jiang Yushu suddenly understood. “So it was you who cleaned up after me early in the morning when I saw him in the room—I thought…” Her face flushed, and she awkwardly stopped.

Jiang Lan turned around, glanced at the guards cowering in the corner, hesitant to come closer, and shrugged disdainfully.

Qing Hong’s heart sank. His eyes glimmered with a sinister light. Hearing this, he did not stop what he was doing but suddenly channeled his energy. Powerful martial energy flowed from his jade-like hands into Mu Lingxuan’s body. The screams from Mu Lingxuan were even more agonizing than those of Huoyang and Jinchi.

The three looked as if struck by lightning. Finally, the school break came, yet Fifth Sister-in-law still assigned them homework? But out of respect, none dared defy her and obediently accepted the mnemonic sheets, promising to memorize them.

For the San Antonio Spurs, after the previous two games, it was clear they could hardly contain Wu Dawei’s performance.

The score gap reached four points, but the Cleveland Cavaliers were far from complacent; the suspense of the game remained.

Nine long swords struck simultaneously. Lin Feng didn’t even move, and suddenly eight puppets appeared around him.

Mi Qing took out the ring she had only dared to wear for a day from the drawer, clenched it in her palm, then relaxed her hand.

Does this demon truly wish for Kong Ci’s happiness? Or was it a demon’s false pretense? Perhaps just another trap?

Sometimes, this world is rife with deception and betrayal—even in a game. Fate often plays cruel jokes at pivotal moments.

This consciousness was unlike the simple ones he had encountered from cultivators before. It carried an intensely violent aura, showing no hint of probing; once near, it burst like a torrent, flooding into his meridians.

It turned out that this kind-hearted person had not only arranged for them three years ago but, seeing that the elders’ mobility was failing, had faithfully delivered meals morning, noon, and night, rain or shine.

“Come to think of it, the Black Mountain magical tool has hardly improved recently—could this be related to my strength?” Lin Feng pondered this, then, stirred, entered the Fa Realm.