Volume One, Chapter 39: Lin Ranran Is Forced to Drink Abortion Medicine—The Child May Not Survive!

Two days and two nights had passed.

In the hospital corridor shrouded in nightfall, the air seemed to have solidified.

Gousheng and the other children still lay on their beds, showing no sign of waking.

Bai Lan remained silent. In these ten years, he had not paid attention to Su Ling’s changes, so he could only ask Dantai Mingyue. Now that Dantai Mingyue possessed the power of the Golden Core stage, he was no longer human. His sudden breakthrough to the Golden Core would not bring about any tribulation.

Since going to Egret Island, Sihong Chu had not seen Zhang Yunru again. Even at Lan Xuan’s birthday banquet, Zhang Yunru hadn’t made an appearance.

Could it be that what he said was true—that he hadn’t secretly arranged for three hundred axemen to lie in wait, ready to act at the signal of a raised cup?

A familiar figure appeared before Dukao: the signature red hair and black armor could only belong to Rose. Her appearance brought him both joy and concern. After all, this was a place under the control of demons, and to them, demons were enemies.

Gu Tianxiao, accompanied by Kaneko, chatted as they made their way toward the cafeteria. Meanwhile, far away in the Nanhua region, within the palace of the snow ferret clan—where the recent turmoil had just settled—a plump, rosy-cheeked young girl stood in tears, gazing at the many elders gathered in the hall.

Looking at the rows of thatched huts before her, Feng Wu twitched her lips. “Don’t tell me this is the main hall of the Xuanlin Palace!” She put particular emphasis on the words “main hall.”

Hearing Xia Fangyuan’s words, Gong Shaoxie paused with his chopsticks in hand. After all, Xia Fangyuan knew perfectly well that his trip to America wasn’t for work, so why did she suddenly say such a thing?

“Who in the capital hasn’t heard of Lady Jia, the famed Lady Xing? May I ask, sir, is it because your wife failed to purchase something from the foreign goods shop, and now, out of spite, you deliberately seek to discredit them?”

“You mean these people weren’t lying in ambush?” Zong Li suddenly spoke, glancing at Cen Xi beside him.

Yet Feng Wu seemed completely absorbed in her own world, as if she hadn’t heard anything. The expression on Xin Shi’s face slowly faded; she straightened up and stared intently at the dangerously imposing man before her.

“Considering that there are very few recommended slots on the wireless end—sometimes only one video can be recommended at a time—I think we need a better recommendation method or algorithm, preferably something more diversified. It should be primarily based on user support, supplemented by management review,” Chang Cheng said.

At this moment, Cao Ang’s lower body hurt so much it was numb, as if his very soul had been torn apart. Yet the pain pushed him to unleash five times his usual strength, locking Lu Gang in a death grip.

Damn, is this commander an idiot? I was just teasing him, and now he’s accusing me of stealing the Huashan Sect’s martial arts? Watching the captain of the guards rush out of the hotel, Leng Yi realized he had taken the joke too far this time.

“Your servant is guilty, please calm your anger, Your Majesty.” Lin Zhuo could only kneel and plead for forgiveness, but his mind drifted elsewhere, and an awkward look flickered across his face.

Ding Li’s vision was to merge the functions of police, intelligence, and anti-corruption, so that investigating officials’ misconduct would, in the era of the Three Kingdoms, become a violent instrument of white terror.

“Director Hang, there’s no need to be upset. Xu Changxian is merely my guide, taking me around Jiangdu for a bit,” Jiang Weigang spoke up for Xu Changxian, though he had no intention of confronting Hang Yugang for his sake.

“Establishing third-level agency stores involves huge financial outlays and the recruitment of more staff. I’ve called you here to discuss whether it’s worth it—should we continue expanding our agency network?” Hang Yu asked.

The Xianbei army swept past like a storm. Xu Huang reorganized the cavalry; aside from one Li Le who fell to his death and a dozen others who were injured in the chaos, there were no further losses. But there were no gains either: they had seized only about a hundred warhorses. Had it not been for Wang Yin’s desperate rescue of Cao Mingji, they would have had nothing at all to show for their efforts.