Chapter Thirty-Seven: Madam Ji's Change of Heart Toward Song Miaoke, A Strained Mother-in-Law and Daughter-in-Law Relationship

While Ji Yong was busy coaxing his wife from abroad, Ji Han was doing the same back home. He had been so preoccupied with work lately that he had neglected Song Miaoke just a little. Although she wasn't angry, she certainly felt a bit down. Ji Han left early and returned late every day; even though they lived under the same roof, they hadn't seen each other for many days. She knew he was busy and exhausted, so she didn't want her own moods to affect him.

Among the many businesses of the Fierce Dragon Society, the profitability of this one was among the best. Naturally, the person in charge here was a ruthless figure within the society. As for that Red Guard who had truly turned over a new leaf—transforming from a destroyer of flowers into their protector—he was indeed a real person.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but pause, realizing that the logic held up. It was no wonder that Mu Zhaojun could earn such high praise from Miss Bao. Seeing Huang Yan’s indifferent and dismissive attitude, Master Cai was just about to flare up when he noticed Zhen Yao beside him, looking toward him with a beaming smile.

"Sigh, there’s no choice. For the sake of future happiness, I must endure, I must endure, I must endure, endure, endure..." Many people thought this to themselves, feeling deeply aggrieved. However, their exasperated, red-faced expressions were impossible to hide from our hero, Piao.

Chatting idly with Linghu Ze, Li Tian felt relieved that having him there kept things from feeling too stifling. Humiliated in front of so many people, the city inspectors couldn't maintain their dignity; several, now driven to rage by shame, began cursing at the laughing crowd, ordering them to shut up.

"Samadhi Fire, burn!" he bellowed, spewing the Samadhi True Fire—one of the celestial purifying flames—from his mouth. The Black Dragon hadn't even turned around before it was completely engulfed in the dragon flames exhaled by the Ying Dragon.

Just as Fang Chen was struggling on the edge of agony, he suddenly received a mysterious call. The caller ID was hidden, and the voice on the other end was entirely unfamiliar.

As an A-rank Dragon Tongue user who had pierced the rules, it was already difficult to get injured, let alone be wounded so severely with no signs of healing. How could Kirkwood and Zenobia be anything but stunned?

At this moment, Gao Changgong and Xing Ran were whispering, and Xing Ran would occasionally burst into crisp laughter. Listening to it, my heart felt like it was being torn apart.

Victoria frowned; she still did not believe that the Han people, who were currently like rats scurrying across the street, could capture the island of Hawaii in three days' time.

The more he thought about it, the more discouraged and slightly heartbroken he became, so Zhou Minhao once again asserted his will. He didn't believe there was any issue on his end; the last time he submitted his application, every aspect had been perfect. Unless Principal Sun was intentionally obstructing him and hadn't given his full effort during the recommendation?

Linyi saw his expression clearly; his pursed lips signaled that he was angry. Linyi thought with a bit of schadenfreude, "Zhang Youlan, since you cannot control your own temper, what is about to happen will be your undoing. You had better reflect on yourself."

Thinking this, she looked up at Shen Duanlang not far away, only to see his brows tightly furrowed, as if he still couldn't let go of the sudden appearance of the man in black.

"Thank you." She reached out to take it, then glanced down at the jacket tied around her waist, feeling that she was truly a bit too "rough."

Xiangzi seemed to be nearby. By the time Linyi had finished tidying up, Liyun had already come to report his arrival. This made Linyi feel an even more unusual atmosphere.

Victoria silently recited that name to herself, trying to calm down. She waited at the door until her heart was steady before walking into the council chamber.

Qingwan's words were like a thunderclap on a clear day, ringing in her ears. The Empress Dowager's face remained expressionless, and she did not say a word. Only after a long while did she finally speak.