Volume 1, Chapter 42: Settling the Debt

Pondering thus, Su Wanyue returned home to prepare dinner, intending to have a proper heart-to-heart with her father after the meal.

"Dad, smoke less. It's really bad for your health."

As soon as they finished eating, Su Junye lit a cigarette and sat in the courtyard puffing away in a cloud of smoke.

Seeing Su Wanyue approach, he looked like a child caught in the wrong and quickly stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.

A jolt also went through Li Jian's heart as he realized that although Raphael's entire body was eroded by Honkai energy, he still retained consciousness.

This sequence of images was chaotic and overlapping. For a moment, Bailian was a bystander; the next, she became the monster lost between devouring and being devoured, pulled back and forth as if trapped in a delirious and terrifying nightmare.

Perhaps wealthy young masters shared this hobby, fond of soaking in baths infused with rare materials. If precious medicinal herbs were added to nourish the skin daily, and combined with the fact that they did not need to toil from sunrise to sunset like others—even when practicing martial arts, they had a dedicated training room—having such skin did not seem surprising at all.

To the Supreme Lord Xuan Cang, the Demonic Dragon was likewise not someone easy to deal with; otherwise, he would have killed the Demonic Dragon once and for all during their previous encounter.

Among them were powerful figures from both the Taoist and Buddhist sects, as well as masters from the five major sword factions and various prominent noble families.

Most importantly, Zhou Yan sensed a profound and intense sense of crisis emanating from those three figures, as if for the three of them to execute Zhou Yan would be a matter of merely an instant.

Toward the Shi family, Fan En harbored not a shred of goodwill, even though Shi Jingtian appeared utterly desolate at this moment. Yet if he himself lacked strength, perhaps his own end would have been a hundred times more miserable than Shi Jingtian's.

She had also witnessed her parents' inseparable closeness, envying their deep affection, and held the same aspirations for her future husband.

Early in the morning, Ling led the trainees of the East Branch in running exercises on the playground. Under Ling's leadership, all the East Branch trainees exercised with great earnestness.

Perhaps deep within her own mind, she subconsciously refused to imagine Mu Yun as such a person, yet it was precisely the man she had trusted repeatedly who now subjected her to such humiliating treatment.

Sang Li's reactions were entirely within Mu Yun's expectations. Seeing that his words caused Sang Li's expression to shift endlessly, Mu Yun felt a pang of reluctance in his heart, yet he forcefully suppressed those few flickers of hesitation.

Taking a commission on sales was only natural, and various taxes and fees were certainly indispensable; this was a transaction cost that had to be borne no matter who one traded with.

"He simply had subordinates rush back to properly deploy the garrison here, waiting for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and him to return. He didn't mention anything else," Yuxie replied truthfully.

When pushing open the door the next day, one beheld a world clad in silver. The pine branches and cypress trees were hung with rows of glittering icicles, some forming strange shapes of various animals and flowers, as if the entire natural world had been transformed.

At this moment, Liang Yimo was filled with boundless joy, failing to notice Yi Xuan's increasingly sorrowful face and the grief in his eyes.

There was still no news of the missing flight, and officials stated that it might never be found. The myriad affections of human life and the ups and downs of existence are thus so easily manipulated by unknown forces.

With that, she turned and left. In a brief moment, she returned carrying bedding from her own room and made a pallet on the floor.

Helan Yuanbei retreated to Anxia City, while Song Yan pursued him all the way from Yiping, massing heavy troops at Nanyun Commandery with the posture of fighting a decisive battle to the death against Helan Yuan. Meanwhile, Zheng Lun with thirty thousand elite cavalry and Chen Nian leading the rebel army quietly sneaked to the northwest of Anxia, blocking Helan Yuan's retreat route.

Gu Yu, who was gently holding Sang Li's fingers, saw Mu Yun walking firmly toward her and him with a resolute expression. Just as Mu Yun was about to open his mouth to speak, Gu Yu this time firmly took the initiative to speak first.

"Even if he has no real skills, he's just good at boasting and has a fierce temper," a somewhat provocative voice suddenly came from the clinic.