Volume One, Chapter 26: The Master Can Only Show the Way; Cultivation Depends on the Disciple!

While Charles was not necessarily bent on inheriting the title of Marquis of Lorraine, he had to maintain the appropriate facade under the current circumstances; he had to contend for it first to secure more room for strategic retreat later.

Traveling monks were particularly fond of this atmosphere. With a coy glance thrown one way and a suggestive lean the other, the success of any transaction was secondary to the habit of taking liberties whenever the opportunity arose.

"Why do you think I haven't taken the key, given that it is in An Chuhuai's hands?" Huangfu Ye asked sternly.

Song Chenyu gazed greedily at Shen Mingzhen’s face. Having not seen her for even a day, he had been driven half-mad with longing and could not help but come to the Shen residence.

Before he even entered the door, the sound of an infant’s laughter drifted out, accompanied by the chuckles of Master Shen and the worried tones of Mrs. Sun.

Master Shen swallowed a piece of pork belly and began to speak; the Shen household did not adhere to the rigid custom of silence during meals.

In this situation, any choice was better than staring blankly at each other. Ren Hongxiao pressed her chin against the water’s surface and nodded numbly.

She was currently constrained by the tacit agreements between the Church, Engulu, Spia, and the Kingdom of Aolie, confined for the time being to the Lutetia Hotel. She could only move about the top floor each day, and as time dragged on, the oppressive gloom made her appear quite haggard.

Sitting in the carriage, she held her younger brother in one arm while offering advice to Master Shen: "Rest assured, Father. Once my brother has traveled to the estate, he will surely come to understand many things."

It was only natural that the shadowy gentleman would hunt him down... However, since that shadow could destroy the spider monster that had followed him, yet could only suppress the creature sealed here without being able to kill it outright, he had his own estimates regarding the monster beneath the silver patterns.

I pondered this the entire way. Upon returning to Song Zheyi’s residence, I found he had already packed two bundles and was preparing to take me away at the first opportunity.

Princess Feiyu was knocked to the ground by my strike of flying light. Bai Jinghong went over to help her up; Feiyu did not look well, but she kept her head lowered, finding it difficult to be the first to speak.

They all resembled high-and-mighty princesses, projecting an air of affability toward the commoners who looked up to them.

As expected, just as they were about to enter the city, they were blocked by two lackeys. One of them raised his arm to stop them and asked viciously, "What are you lot doing here? Dressed in such strange clothes." As he spoke, he looked them up and down with a measuring gaze.

'The Empress truly possesses both magical and martial prowess. I wonder what kind of martial arts or Daoist techniques she might have.' Seeing the ability activate, Li Xuan felt a surge of joy.

The students at nearby tables tacitly put down their cutlery, picked up their trays, and moved to the other side, their eyes fixed on the scene. There was an air of impending trouble, as if something were about to happen.

I could see nothing, hearing only the clashing of weapons, the crackle of sparks, and screams. Fortunately, not a single cry came from Li Tan.

"What else do you want?" I said listlessly. "Uncle, I’m truly sick of looking at you. You’re a bore, and being around you is uncomfortable. I don’t want the money. I’ve finished my meal, I’m going home, so stop nagging me. I’m going to the restroom, and then I’m leaving." With that, I headed for the restroom.

He was lucky; among the discarded concubines he had encountered, none had practiced any martial arts or Daoist techniques, so the experience points were defaulted to his martial arts stats.

With the downfall of Mo Tian in Suizhou, Qingyuan leaped to become the commercial leader of Rongcheng. Such a powerful stance naturally drew endless sycophants, and as a result, Mo Jingyuan became even busier.

Lu Lanfen pushed Fang Zouheng’s hands away, weeping and covering her face. "Don't try to fool me again. You talk so sweetly, but the moment trouble arises, you’re the first to cast me aside." She then broke into soft sobs.

Hearing this, An Tongtong understood everything. She looked at Jiang Beibei with even greater gratitude and did not hesitate to express it.

Gong Chunshu was very surprised to hear this. When he took the ledger to look at it, he couldn't help but be shocked. The ledger was indeed written clearly, detailing rent payments for specific dates, filled from beginning to end, with payments settled up to the current month and year. According to this record, not a single copper was owed.

"This is quite common abroad, and it’s not exactly cheap. Ordinary ones cost forty or fifty thousand, but better ones... this set should be on the expensive side, maybe over a hundred thousand!" Lei Xiao took a look and nodded.

After speaking, he didn't forget to wink at An Ruoran, his eyes shimmering with curiosity about the sparks that might fly between them at the orphanage later.

He had originally come to school to see how the rumors were spreading. Explaining this series of events was troublesome, but it was still better than letting others ruin An Ruoran’s reputation.

Anyone who saw a person they absolutely did not want to see twice in a single day would have that same expression.

Looking at A-San’s confident demeanor and hearing that Zou Hao was doomed, Jiang Beibei finally felt some relief. She took out a prepared bank card and handed it over with a smile.

His son was not as impulsive as Huang Jia, nor was he easily swayed by emotion. However, this personality also bred a flaw: he might one day become completely heartless toward his own kin.

"Originally, I didn't know either, but now, I am certain of it. As the supreme commander of this ship—though, in fact, I am merely a consultant," Xiao Baizhu could not help but sigh.