Chapter 31: A Pitiful Brother After All

It was already a quarter past seven in the evening when Xie Yun returned to Huaiqing Lane. The two lanterns hanging before the wooden gate swayed gently in the night breeze. Xie Wenyan and Xie Youan had also returned home.

Wang Chengdai stepped out from the kitchen; seeing her return, she smiled and beckoned her to join them for a meal. Although she spent most of her time at the tavern, her culinary skills were impeccable. For instance, the noodle soup she had prepared that day was thick, rich, and flavorful.

Seeming to sense that Tang Guo had awakened, Qin Cang opened his eyes and glanced at her. Tang Guo hurriedly looked away, pretending she had just woken up, terrified that Qin Cang might realize she had been secretly observing and studying him.

His memory remained vivid: the scene of that Green Lotus Sword effortlessly slaying his Evil God Saint form.

Lin Zhishao’s mental vision had been tracking the target since his consciousness left the old Lin family estate. He discovered a motorcyclist wearing a helmet had entered the gates of the property.

Yin Ruomei was well aware of the relationship between Qian Yun and Feiling. After all, they had spent time together at Yinxi Mountain, and the news of Feiling risking his life to escort Qian Yun down the mountain had been the talk of the town. She naturally knew of it.

"Fine, fine. If even you, the Emperor, are not in a rush, why should I, a mere eunuch, be so anxious?" Wang Siyu shook his head repeatedly.

At that moment, she opened her tightly shut eyes. Sensing someone had arrived outside the secret chamber, she ceased her cultivation, moved with a fluid grace, changed into a seductive and alluring outfit, and walked out.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen began his story from the moment he left his family. He spoke fluently and at length, while the old man listened with great interest. From start to finish, he showed not a shred of impatience, looking at his grandson with nothing but kindness.

The Emperor’s power erupted completely. One palm strike suppressed the Five Decays of Heaven, and the next landed heavily on Lu Feng’s chest.

"Stop saying 'but,' child. Do you not want revenge? Do you not want to know who destroyed your family? Sign this contract, and your dreams can be realized!" the white-light figure goaded him.

Though it was only two simple words, they perfectly encapsulated Qi Sisi’s entire impression of Song Xiaodong.

That battle had long since spread throughout the Great Song. Seeing the legendary young hero in person today, Dai Zong dared not show the slightest negligence.

Wang Zhong was pursued by the Golden Dragon Scissors all the way into the void beyond the heavens, where they tore through space and entered the realm of chaos.

Even so, Prince Qi, Meng Yelan, did not dare to be careless. He immediately wrote a letter, asking officials in the capital to help him investigate the financial situation of Daming County.

Stepping into the inner room, he saw Wang Xifeng leaning against cushions of red silk embroidered with gold thread, a sky-blue, multicolored satin quilt covering her legs. A warm towel was draped across her forehead; she truly appeared fragile and ill, leaving Feng Ziying momentarily stunned.

If a novice hunter from the New Hunter Grounds had truly been promoted, would he, Jian Jin, not have known about it?

Ruohua’s maid had been following them from a distance. Only when she saw Yun Qingyi and Fuling board a carriage did she leave, feeling reassured. To Fuling’s surprise, the carriage did not stop at the Yun residence but instead pulled up to an ordinary courtyard house.

Regardless of your actual capability, you must at least demonstrate that your ideas and line of thinking have something that can catch everyone’s attention.

Although he did not believe the passing of the Retired Emperor would have much impact on the political situation, taking precautions was essential.

Tang Ziqi was stunned for a moment, then looked Xie Lang up and down before turning around and walking away without a word.

Although the heritage of the Mei Hunter Sect was profound, it still had not prepared a set of dual-resistance special hunting gear for the Snake Lady.

Alan spoke with forced casualness, taking the opportunity to correct Harvey’s words to alleviate the pressure on everyone.

Wu Fei waved his hands hurriedly and said, "It’s nothing. I was just wondering when I’ll get to drink at your wedding." As he spoke, he thought to himself that these islanders were truly open-minded; in foreign lands, the odds of a short, poor nobody transforming into a tall, rich, and handsome man were remarkably high.