Volume One, Chapter 73: Lily’s Past

Seeing that Chu Ming was so insistent, Cheng Yao decided not to press the matter further.

“Manager Chu, if there’s nothing else, may I take my leave?” Cheng Yao asked.

“Go ahead,” Chu Ming nodded.

Ji Meiyu looked up in surprise, noticing that what he held in his hand was none other than the Spirit-Nourishing Pill he had bought from Ye Qianxun last time.

Zhuang Caihua, upon learning that Bai Feng was also a university student, agreed eagerly. She wanted to get into university too; only then would she be a good match for him.

The prison guard partnered with the blond man was a Black man. On the screen before them appeared the scene of the Mayor’s Office in Sandalwood City.

Gu Yanling glanced at Luo Kui, who was doing her utmost to hide her nervousness. A faint smile played on her lips; she was curious to see how this play would unfold tonight.

“Disaster comes from careless words… If you don’t know, I can teach you!” Red Maple thought, how could she act so pleased with herself after such a deed, right before her eyes? She wasn’t falling for that.

“If your legs are not nimble, you should have come earlier…” Since Su Wan admitted she was late, things would be simpler now! The rules here were clear—there must be punishment for tardiness.

“Don’t worry,” Alan said, gazing at the fine drizzle falling from the sky, feeling a bit wistful. Had she not thought enough about everything?

Empress Dowager Guo closed her weary eyes, seeming to settle herself more comfortably with the help of Nanny Yu.

He was touched that Cheng Hong considered his divorce as nothing more than an ordinary breakup, not branding him with the label of someone to be avoided due to divorce.

I summoned my Sun-Chasing Mount, grabbed Daoist Chenming, and charged toward the souls of the British colonial soldiers. Their bullets were deadly, but neither their speed nor their accuracy was impressive. Taking advantage of the time they spent reloading, I swung my Reaper’s Scythe and beheaded them.

Shen Mingyi, having tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead, regretted her actions so much she wanted to bang her head against the wall. But there’s no medicine for regret in this world; when she finally realized her mistake, it was already too late.

One of the scar-faced old men waved his hand, and several sheets of white paper floated from his body, circling and attaching themselves to Ye Cang.

After about half a stick of incense had burned, Dugu Yue and Fu Xian finished all the wild pigeon dishes on their table, their hearts growing ever more content.

The Fire Phoenix was furious. Young Lord Leng and Long Yaoxing were so startled they dared not laugh anymore, suddenly turning obedient.

Of course, if a spirit’s power reached a certain level and he was willing, he could move his life source elsewhere.

Ju Guilong stammered, unable to produce the money. When pressed further, he confessed that he had gambled it all away.

“Oh, and remember—don’t defecate on the bed! Or I’ll pluck every single hair off your body!” Dugu Yue whispered.

“Not good!” Lu Yong’s face changed dramatically and he turned to flee. The others scrambled after him in panic. But how could this ragtag group outrun well-trained soldiers? In no time, they were all captured.

“What the—? Is this a frame-up after the plot was exposed? Trying to throw the blame back?” Lin Hai was baffled.

Of course, now even the lowest chores were out of the question for Du Bian. By tomorrow, he would be dead—he had gotten himself into unimaginable trouble.

At that moment, Ren Yexiao was teaching a piano lesson. The words struck her like a thunderclap, leaving her mind blank.

Han Qing was stunned by the details, not expecting the two to share such a past. If their misunderstandings, caused by the modeling profession, led to their separation, she would never forgive herself.

Seeing the way Ru Yue and An Jingsi behaved, Wang Erhei couldn’t help but join in on the banter with them.