Chapter Fifty-Eight: Threats
Hearing his words, Su Wan felt it was hard to refuse any further. After accepting the hairpin and fastening it herself, she followed him out of the inn.
Chen Tianyu had arranged for a driver to wait for them ahead of time.
He quickly stepped forward to open the car door for Su Wan. Once she was seated, he circled around to the other side and got in as well.
“To the Bermuda Hotel,” he said.
The car started moving slowly.
In the cramped space, the subtle fragrance of osmanthus from Su Wan filled the air. Chen Tianyu felt a bit nervous; at this moment, his feelings were—
Some days later, the troops sent by the Emperor Kangxi had already been completely withdrawn. After all, it was his own son; this suspicion was only temporary. Besides, there had been no solid evidence from those previous events. Once he understood this, he gradually felt some relief.
You cut a five-petaled peach blossom out of stiff cardboard, add two chili peppers, and hang them onto a wooden board. At two in the morning, you take it to a crossroads, burning paper and incense. This signifies there is a spirit tablet, a coffin, and a burial ground. If you are willing to come, you are to attach yourself to this wooden board.
“Impossible, impossible… How could he be so strong?” Yan Ling had originally intended to use the arena to have Su Bai killed.
“All right, you have half a month.” As her words fell, Shang Xiuxiu’s figure suddenly turned to mist, seeped into the ground, and vanished.
On both sides of Blackwater Gorge, the pitch-dark mountains had been almost entirely hollowed out, turning this place into a base for the insect clan—one of their main bases.
Her phoenix-like eyes stared at me, filled with disbelief, panic, and a hint of anger—angry that I had deceived her.
What is a “screen”? It means to block, to gather; “corpse” means the dead. The implication is that if you want to take what’s inside, you’ll be blocked by many dead souls.
Lin Qiu was so startled by the question that her whole body trembled. Then, she suddenly turned around, grasping her shoulders with both hands, her face flushed red, but her gaze was steadfast and trustworthy.
As the thought crossed his mind, he was already taking action. Clearly, to leave this floor of the high tower, he must defeat “himself.”
“Brother Mu, are you all right?” Wei Caoshu brought out a bowl of thin porridge from the kitchen and handed it to Cicada Su, his expression full of concern and worry.
“You bastard!” Xiang Xiangna lunged at Wu Yong, tearing and biting, but tears began to stream from her eyes.
The dishes on the table were all favorites of the other three. Yet none of them seemed inclined to sit; they kept their eyes fixed on Han Lianyi.
With such a commotion just now, even the deepest sleepers must have been awakened—unless they weren’t present, or there was another reason.
In anyone else’s eyes, such a scene would make them want to reach out and embrace this angelic boy. But Han Lianyi had seen his terrifying side; she wasn’t foolish enough to attempt it.
In recent years, having tasted the benefits brought by the banknote exchange, the Wu family had scaled back their other businesses, focusing on the exchange and maritime trade. First, Xue Tingrong used Dinghai as a springboard to establish the Maritime Trade Bureau, then opened up Shuangyu Island. The Wu family’s sea business had come under severe pressure.
“My mother’s consent makes you this happy?” She was a little surprised, having assumed he wouldn’t care whether her mother approved of their relationship.
Xia Qi admitted that, in the vast sea of people, finding someone you love deeply who also loves you is not easy.
Li Zhichen pressed his hands against the Jade Tiger Temple Master’s palms, gently channeling his energy, eyes closed. The Dragon Temple Master watched him solemnly, while the Fire Element Attendant helped up the Flood Dragon Child.
“But… even those who claim to love me so much have hurt me all the same,” she said softly.
Shen Qili’s hair stood on end, and she couldn’t care less about what she was wearing. She struggled down from the bed, desperate to run out the door.
So Zhong Liqing devised a way for Su Yi to pick him up, and in gratitude, pretended to want to bring Su Yi back to his palace. But that place was dark and cold, as if it never saw sunlight. Sometimes, strange, unknown roars echoed within, making the entire atmosphere eerie and unsettling.