Volume One, Chapter 45: Rushing to the Newspaper Office to Play Along With Her

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Inside the office.

Bian Xunzhou sat on the sofa, his fingers interlaced on his knees. His dark eyes were deep and unwavering as he watched the person in the live broadcast.

Wen Xuyu had just said that he was wealthy, handsome, and in good health.

It was the first time she had praised him so openly... but why hadn’t she mentioned that Lu Baiqian would also be going?

Watching the scrolling messages in the livestream, Bian Xunzhou’s handsome face grew even darker.

We sniffled, and our senior uncle looked toward the opened passageway in the center of the cabin. The boat was two stories, with rooms for sleeping on the upper deck.

Originally, Long Jianfei had wanted to retort, but Ouyang spoke first, as if he had more to say.

“To follow the young lord is its blessing. If you dare to obstruct again, I’ll wipe out your hundred thousand Mangshan!” The elder, spirited and vigorous, pressed hard upon Emperor Feathered Sky Lion, who was at the mid-tier Spirit Emperor level.

“It’s nothing. He’s been overdue for a lesson lately.” Cheng Yan gritted his teeth. The fellow only remembers to eat, not the pain, and still dares to complain. Clearly, the previous lesson wasn’t harsh enough.

It was only after dawn that the city gates finally opened, nearly two hours later. The three seized the moment when the Jin soldiers were inattentive, broke out of the city, and fled. After escaping twenty or thirty miles, seeing no pursuers behind them, they finally relaxed.

Xiang Longfei looked down at Mo Qingyi, his eyes narrowing, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his gaze. Protected by Zhao Xinghan, a mere Spirit Sky cultivator dared to give him orders—this stirred anger in Xiang Longfei’s heart.

The branches and roots that were hard to approach now wrapped around him, binding him tightly. The sight was reminiscent of a crab tied up for sale.

Having watched the livestream earlier, she believed that she and Chen Xi loved deeply. Since that was so, when Manny tried to drug Chen Xi while he was off guard, she could not let Manny’s scheme succeed.

Afterwards came summer vacation, going abroad, booked on the same flight, yet forced to pretend strangers on the plane because both families were present. Not wanting their budding romance to attract parental attention, they could only snatch a few hurried words while using the excuse of going to the restroom.

But Yun Mu disliked such an environment, enduring as much as she could, finally telling her classmates she’d leave first.

Indeed, over the past half year, Yang Tianyi clearly felt her stamina had improved greatly. When in bed, she no longer tired as quickly as before.

Murong Yi looked at the redness lingering on her neck, eyes dark and face unchanged, but his voice was low as he spoke crosswise to Murong Xue.

Mother Zhou wept in excitement, clutching Zhou Shen’s hand tightly, unwilling to let go. Her mouth was slightly open, unsure what to say.

The yellow fox, proud and with chin lifted, faced the wolf in a yellow vest, who squinted and stared coldly. The fox shrank back, not daring to be too arrogant.

King Chu was at his wits’ end. That Feng woman was truly good for nothing. When she was sent to the Eastern Palace, it was said that before the crown prince, she must never speak on behalf of the Chu royal house.

Xia Qing’s gentle words startled all the sleepiness out of Xia Yao. She sprang upright from the bed, staring at Xia Qing in terror.

Haozi’s heart felt stabbed by needles, a suffocating resentment bursting from his chest as he shouted after Qian Mo’s retreating figure.

With a resounding shout, two stars appeared within the Star Array: the Lunar and Solar stars. These two represented the innate yin and yang, the treasured core of the Star Array, far more mysterious than the Three Enclosures, Four Spirits, and Seven Luminaries.

It seemed not only Su Ning had a temper; as she shouted, several rough voices joined in, stirred up by her outburst.

“Nonsense!” Mu Fan cursed loudly, disregarding all else, and sent a barrage of spiritual blades flying forth.