Chapter 27: The Vase Actress Who Is a Fake Heiress in Modern Society (27)

As a distinguished guest of the organizers, Gu Qianxi naturally did not need to walk the high-exposure red carpet. Xian Du held onto his arm, entering the venue through the VIP passage and enjoying the treatment afforded to the elite. It was already March, and the weather remained biting cold. After completing the formal invitations, Gu Qianxi draped his black suit jacket over Xian Du’s shoulders, so even though she wore a strapless dress, she did not feel the chill. After arriving at the venue, Gu Qianxi... In truth, there were times when even he did not know what he was worrying about; he knew full well that Yue Lingxiang was no ordinary person, yet he still fretted that she might be exhausted. Tang Yu curled his lip in a smile and nodded. Take the Xuanyuan Holy Land, for example—how terrifying was its foundation? The number of Immortal Venerables accumulated over time alone reached several hundred. Yet, the strength within those jade-like feet showed no sign of wavering. "If you aren't going, don't touch me!" Chen Xueqi said with a serious, playful smile. Even his own sworn brother, the Venerable Shennong, who was hailed as the pride of the age, had left the Dalin Temple in a fit of rage.

How could a newcomer possibly have half a pack of cigarettes? Even for him, he could only scrounge up four cigarettes a week. Su Xue’s script was nearly finished; the story synopsis and outline were complete, and eight episodes of the specific episodic script had been drafted. Since it was an anthology series, it could be paused or a new season started at any time. The real issue was that he had retweeted Gao Lei’s post, adding very harsh commentary that clearly implied his agreement with those words. He longed to ask one more question, but noticed that the other’s gaze was not on the room, but fixed outside the window. Su Xue glanced at Fang Mingyi and sighed. Her words were harsh but fair; the girl seemed too frail. Since they were to live in a communal setting, others would have to be mindful of taking care of her, especially those of them who were her roommates, who would have to look out for her constantly. Yet even so, among those of the same rank, Elder Zhou was an invincible existence thanks to his Staff of Judgment. "Good, good, wonderful! I’ll go tell A-Chen right now. Once he knows, he will surely return to your side," Wang Yanyun said. "You must also change my bandages for me. The doctor said once a day. I was too embarrassed to ask them to do it, so I told them I was experienced with this, which is why I have to trouble you. The bandages and medicine are on my nightstand." Mu Yunxin could only walk past with her head bowed, still afraid to look at this man who appeared somewhat cold. "What are you doing? Do you have any idea who my brother is?" the man stammered, his voice trembling as he threatened him.

Running down the mountain, they were only a few meters from the forest surrounding the lawn when bullets flew over their heads, sending leaves and branches scattering. Chester fell for it, his eyes widening in shock. "What? You ate those earthworms?" He then looked as if he were about to vomit. For some reason, hearing Bai Ling say this made me start to feel nervous. Seeing that I remained silent, Bai Ling simply stopped talking as well. The two of us ate in silence, and the dinner concluded in that stifling atmosphere. Lu Yunting was silent for a long time before finally nodding. He followed Xia Qingqing toward the car, started the engine, and drove away from the spot. Zhou Jie’s face tilted slightly, and as he turned his head, the smile tugging at the corner of his lips seemed somewhat profound. Why care so much about anything? Caring this way and that, only to end up with nothing in the end, is a truly heartbreaking thing. The light and dark magic at the scene grew increasingly intense, yet Yadong stood on the arena floor as if none of it concerned him, seemingly unaware of how terrifying Zhu Xiaotian’s light and dark magic truly was. The surrounding crowd was baffled, yet filled with anticipation for what might happen next. The soldier assumed the two, Ye and Bai, did not understand English, so he asked in broken Chinese. Even as they walked toward him, he did not dare to open fire immediately.