Teach Fu Lin a lesson!

Although Gu Nanfeng had already guessed it, he still couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
Fifty million...
An annual expenditure...
This is simply terrifying!!
As expected, the world of the wealthy is unimaginably formidable, and poverty truly limits one's imagination!!
Amidst Gu Nanfeng's admiring gaze, Lu Yiqing felt a surge of vanity. However, just as he took a step forward to walk out, his intoxicated gaze drifted to the side.
With just a single glance, Lu Yiqing's eyes narrowed.
While Zong Chuan was deep in thought, a crisp, sharp shout rang out, and all eyes instantly converged in that direction. The previously chaotic scene suddenly fell silent.
Chu Ling's voice prompted Li Zhong to collect his thoughts and prepare to bow in farewell, but at that moment, Wan Qiu'er's voice echoed within the hall, taking Li Zhong by surprise.
A white-clothed fiend is far from comparable to an ordinary white-clothed malevolent ghost. Merely its soul-shattering ability would be enough to toy Jiang Rui to death in his current state.
However, truly wise people no longer wasted any time weighing the pros and cons; they simply rushed to secure a safety net first.
The family of three took the bread and, catching its enticing aroma, involuntarily swallowed hard.
If these refugees were truly kind and simple-natured, then even if they were of Island Nation descent, Jiang Sheng and Ji Mingyue would find a way to save their lives, leaving behind a few defensive arrays to help them fend off the onslaught of zombies.
The voice spoke with a distinct lack of confidence, and up to this point, not a single person dared to endorse such a statement.
It was precisely because the Yang family was influenced by the martial arts sect Cihang Jingzhai that Yang Bailao possessed such backbone, unlike Nie Genji, who clung cowardly to life and indulged in luxury.
Having completed this fluid series of movements, Liang Tuo quickly formed hand seals and chanted an incantation, withdrawing the Five Elements Heaven-Imprisoning Array.
Jiang Sheng was unaware of what was transpiring outside. After consuming the ginseng sprite and several centuries-old medicinal herbs, he had entered a state of deep meditation.
"Drink slowly. The boudoir is lonely and the night is long; I shall keep a heartbroken soul like you company for the entire night," the roommate giggled and said.
Heizi practiced martial arts meant for the battlefield—devoid of flashy movements and focused entirely on practicality. Shunzi's training was simply not in the same league as Heizi's.
Such a man was someone he had only ever witnessed among the empire's grandmasters and great generals, yet now he appeared before him in the form of this outsider.
At this moment, the burly man and the veterans all retreated, leaving the battlefield to Li Feng and his companions, letting them bear all decisions and consequences themselves. By now, Li Feng had assumed the role of commander; through days of shared hardship, everyone held deep trust and respect for him.
Sun Fachai did not yet wish to die, but just the few offenses he had just mentioned were enough to have him dragged out and executed by firing squad ten times over.
Following her usual temper, Ruoxi would definitely have disciplined these blind fools. But considering Fang Chen's frail physical condition, Ruoxi restrained herself, unwilling to cause too much trouble.
Along the way, they even passed the borders of the Theban Kingdom. To avoid unnecessary complications, they didn't even dare to rest in the villages and towns, forced to make a wide detour around them.
No matter how foolish Zhang Ye was, he finally understood. The condensation of the supreme divine ability known as "Mountains and Rivers Without Form" could not be achieved overnight.
Such a monstrous lie could only serve to cover for the princess for a little while. Even if the Emperor did not rush in blindly right now, should the princess fail to return shortly, the Emperor would inevitably grow suspicious, and by then, his own fate might even be worse than that of death row inmates.
"You know, before I met you, I had already accepted my fate, but upon seeing you, I felt as if my world had completely changed..." Zhen Mi murmured softly, gazing at Lei Yu before her.
Aotian and Jiang Li's mother could not help bursting into hearty laughter upon hearing this, while Jiang Mengli grew somewhat exasperated out of embarrassment, squatting quietly to the side, and Jiang Li giggled incessantly.
Fortunately, since he understood, he no longer needed to waste his breath explaining further. "Let's go, I'm hungry." Having traveled hard the entire day yesterday without eating a single morsel before falling asleep, his stomach had been staging an empty city ruse all night long.