Volume 1, Chapter 33: Mother-in-Law Making Trouble? Leave Her Hanging While I Sleep

When Zhou Manhua and Chen Nianke arrived, Jiang Yunmiao was taking her afternoon nap. Sister Xu, aware that the relationship between Jiang Yunmiao and Zhou Manhua was strained, chose not to wake her, fearing that Zhou would only cause trouble for Jiang. Jiang Yunmiao was currently in her postpartum recovery period, and the last thing she needed was to be agitated.

"President Jiang is still resting. Please, have a seat for a moment. What would you like to drink?"

The sight of Sister Xu reminded Zhou Manhua of Aunt Seven, whom Jiang Yunmiao had fired. Having been pestered by Aunt Seven lately, Zhou did not treat Sister Xu with any kindness. "Don't bother. Go and call Jiang Yunmiao down; I have something to give her."

Sister Xu replied, "President Jiang just fell asleep..."

It was such a trivial matter, yet the weavers were constantly bickering with her until her head spun over the thickness of the aquatic plants she provided! Couldn't they be more generous?

"The head of the Rothschild family invited me to have the Night Owl assassin organization and the Rothschilds collaborate with Satan's Hymn, but I refused outright. I also advised him against such a partnership. We had a disagreement, and after that... well, our relationship ended up like this," Night Owl said in one breath.

Sister Feng did not lose her composure. The more she spoke, the calmer her tone became. She wiped her tears with her sleeve and drank another bottle.

The entire classroom erupted into chaos as everyone whispered to one another, frantically venting their shock.

"What are you doing?" The manager, already frazzled, had been slightly moved by Yang Fan’s words, but seeing his recent actions, she walked over, sounding somewhat angry.

Trading rooks is rarely a good move in most games, and Liu Zhou hesitated for a moment before capturing the black rook, only to have his own rook taken in return.

"Very well, reinforcements will arrive in about five days. I can mobilize twenty legions for you immediately," Beiming Long said.

The warm sun hung low in the sky as the land began to revive. Along the banks of the Liuzhou River, Li Yan and his wife, Hong Niangzi, pulled their horses to a stop side by side. Gazing at the river surface covered in corpses, they shared a smile.

When Li Chu ran back, panting heavily, the filth-ridden legion outside the North Gate had already begun to march into view within Chu Yunjing’s line of sight.

Ye Zi found the search bar and entered the keywords, but unfortunately, she found no valuable intelligence.

It was said that the nameless direct disciple from last time had already reached the Ascension Realm, and one had even reached the half-step Ascension Realm, officially becoming a member of the upper echelons of Tianyuan Mountain.

He himself could face any danger without fear, but he had family and friends. No matter how capable he was, he could not ensure everything went perfectly. The best strategy was to give his enemies hope, only for them to perish within that hope.

The earth nourishes the crops, which in turn sustain all people. Generations have lived and multiplied on this land, which has carried them through the ages, eternal and unchanging.

Those led to the backyard, besides Qing Jiu, Gu Rong, Yingying, Mingzhi, and Minglan, included several newly hired hands.

In truth, Yan Rong did not realize that these were not Duan Jingheng’s enemies, but his debts of the heart.

They had originally come to this city to search for something in the snowy mountains. Now that they had found it, there was no need to stay any longer.

In the direction of Myanmar, the sky was thick and dark, filled with helicopters of various liveries and models. On the ground, a dazzling array of armored vehicles, pickup trucks, SUVs, and cars stretched out in a long line.

The infected humans did not listen to her at all; their brains had long been overtaken by the virus, leaving them thinking only of cannibalism.

Just a few breaths later, the expressions of these monsters changed simultaneously—this time, it was mostly out of terror.

Li Yan used her inner energy to dry her thin robes, put on a gray long skirt and white embroidered shoes, and took out her bronze mirror and wooden comb.

Indeed, Yang Chen had failed to notice that this natural passage had changed direction, turning back from the other side toward the way they had come.

At this moment, Gao Min walked in. Seeing the test papers in her hand, the students knew she was there to announce their scores.

As the master of the house threw a punch, Lu Ming immediately saw where he intended to strike. He intentionally left a gap, allowing the man to hit his waist. As expected, he was struck, but at the same time, Lu Ming moved swiftly and severed the man’s arm.

After hesitating for about three minutes, Li Li made a decision. She would go abroad for a few years; besides, the company might not even notice she had snuck back.

"Stop being so full of yourself, old man. You just had a stroke of blind luck. It’s such a pity that beautiful flowers like us were stuck into a pile of dung like you!" Li Mengmeng said.

That right pupil slowly closed, filled with resentment, anger, and a trace of helplessness, as a tear slid from beneath the eyelid down his cheek.

She could never tell him she had been attacked, just as she could never let him enter the back alleys, which were akin to a slaughterhouse. All in the world know pity, and all love those they hold dear.

No loud noise occurred; the air, which had seemed to solidify under the terrifying aura, turned into a gentle breeze at that moment and dissipated in all directions.

"Training Room No. 3, also known as the Space Training Room, is located in the very center of the Byron. Under normal operations, it is the only place on the ship without artificial gravity," Ray said, stomping his foot as he flew in—the door to Training Room No. 3 slowly closing behind him.

Listening to Wang Nanbei’s vivid and descriptive account, Frank began to feel as if something were crawling on him, as if his skin were being devoured bit by bit by army ants.

"I rely on my innate advantages. If you’re so capable, why don't you have your father become the Grand Chancellor!" Yin Yubo retorted.

However, this was another troublesome matter, which made Fang Shi regret not having followed the young master's lead from the start; otherwise, none of this would have happened.

"I provided creative material to Old Mr. Hong out of my admiration for him. There is no other reason."

"That's true, this is your home. Regardless of who cleaned it, we have the right to live here," Liang Xinhui said.

Originally, this fell under the jurisdiction of the seventh seat, the "Wandering Knight," and the Clown.

In the darkness, a massive, glowing green object emerged. It leaped onto the treetops and flew into the sky.

Ruan Ling'er grew impatient and said, "Look at you two cowards. If you won't knock, I will, is that alright?" With that, she moved to knock on the door.

Wang Runxue took Yun Niang to a side hall to talk. As they passed the main hall, she saw Gu Yifei and Liao Bi'er conversing happily. Hearing the name Liu Zixu mentioned, Wang Runxue felt a wave of anxiety.

Xiao Se knew that Ye Tianyun had his best interests at heart, but knowing a great battle was approaching and being forced to stay in his room made him restless.

After finishing some exercises and activities, Wei Chi suggested going out of the palace for a walk. When asked if he had received the consent of Emperor Li Er and Empress Zhangsun, Chen Qian said that his imperial father had sent a verbal decree that morning, permitting them to act as they saw fit and to travel light.

Longhu Mountain and the Yuntian Sect were, after all, of the same origin, and both held the authentic inheritance of the Longhu secret arts. Exterminating them was not Yi Fan’s style. Since he had spoken, no one else had any objections.

Murong Rui, Murong Qingyu—these people who had hurt her the most, yet were bound to her by blood. How was she to love them, and how was she to hate them?

Under his current circumstances, Ape Spirit should not have used this ability, but time was of the essence. Besides, his cultivation level had already dropped once; he didn't mind if it dropped again.