Chapter 65: The Little Fatty's Unique Skill

“What news have you heard about Lady Gu’s search for a concubine for the Marquis?”
Chen Xiang replied, “My brother said that the Lu family of Wu Prefecture, who originally accepted the proposal, now refuses Lady Gu’s request. Lady Gu is at her wit’s end, still searching for someone. But as for anyone near Chang’an, she can forget it. Who would be foolish enough to pay to enter such a dangerous marriage?”

The Lu family of Wu Prefecture?

Bai Huan’s eyes lit up.

Dong Yi happened to be traveling in the south; perhaps he could help investigate the matter of the Lu family accepting Lady Gu’s proposal for Lady Liu back then.

Zhou An turned his head, glancing at Chen Yan, who had stepped out of the carriage ahead of him and stood not far away. His lips curved into a faint smile.

“What’s wrong, young master?” Yun Qiao noticed him standing there, unmoving, not even reacting when she tugged at his ear.

“I advise you not to move. If the arrow goes astray and kills you, don’t blame us,” a bodyguard warned.

Yu Ze Feng transformed from sword immortal to gossip monger in an instant, endlessly chattering at the side, making Ni Jun and the others cringe.

The emperor, as if he hadn’t heard, reached out to Eunuch Wang, who produced a gold token engraved with the words “As if the emperor himself is present.”

Tomorrow’s breakfast was decided—grilled fish. These freshwater fish, living in the purest of waters, had meat with little fishy taste. Its sweetness rivaled that of deep-sea fish, yet possessed a unique flavor, distinct from the ocean’s. Perhaps the difference lay in the salt content of the meat?

“No rush. We’ll wait for the last draw,” Jiutian said. Someone must first draw the hundred-thousand-yuan grand prize; once he knew which cabinet it was, he could use time reversal.

The blade arrived in an instant, and terror finally flickered in the eyes of the wolf ant queen. Its enormous pincers tried to bite the incoming blade, but Hua Tian’s strike, prepared for so long, would not be so easily blocked.

“Zhang Cheng, summon Qin Fei to the palace!” Zhao Ye commanded, his heart full of contradictions, to Zhang Cheng who bowed beside him.

When the effect of the Divine Oracle’s Holy Light appeared, the region once shrouded in darkness was entirely dispelled. Witnessing this, we were astonished, unable to make sense of it. Was it that the blue light was unaffected by the Death Aura?

The constant immersion at Soulcliff Ridge had taught them a bitter truth: danger lurked always nearby, and only by maintaining utmost vigilance could they survive. Otherwise, all that would remain was a cold corpse.

The medicine field was not large, only about a thousand square meters, but it contained rare medicinal herbs, some whose names even Yan Chengdu could not call.

Yanan’s eyes began to glisten with tears, but I ignored her question, focused on the blue light. I had thought Yanan had been bullied by Golden Hook and Silver Flute, only to realize they had deceived me. I’ve always detested being lied to.

The heaviest losses this time fell on the military district. With the old general returning to the village, it was only natural that he would tally the casualties and seek to rebuild the destroyed base in the shortest time possible.

Zhang Chen’s vision for Suihuang Investments was not merely to supplement the Fire Seed Source. In the future, the main energy of Fire Seed Source would focus on overseas markets. As for the domestic market, Fire Seed Source would first provide capital, with Suihuang Investments handling the operations.

Guiding strands of pure celestial force, he led them to the wound on his arm, an inch long. They melted into the cells at the wound’s edge, and immediately, the pallid skin turned red. Cells, invigorated by the celestial force, multiplied frantically, as if dosed with stimulants.

Zhang Chen’s first target was, of course, the Upper East District, which had become synonymous with super-wealth. Anyone who owned a mansion in Upper East City was almost always a true elite of American society.

Han Jun, it seemed, was now full and deep in sweet slumber. Perhaps for safety’s sake, Dong Bai placed him on the inner side of the bed, using her own body to shield Han Jun.