Volume 1, Chapter 53: The Clueless Father in a Vintage Novel 16

This was already the second time tonight that someone had asked this question. Wanyan cast a puzzled glance at Ping'an, who had been watching her all along. Catching her gaze, Ping'an grinned brightly.

To think there could be such a brazen and shameless person in this world! Truly a legendary figure of Wanlin Academy, not only openly flirting with Lecturer Lin, but now even claiming to have studied diligently.

Seeing that Chu Yanran had signed and pressed her thumbprint on the document, Ji Longteng picked up another agreement and dashed out toward the night market.

Hearing Yang Nianzhong take total responsibility for the two children's affairs, Nicole was moved to tears. Only now did she truly understand how important it was to have siblings.

Yan Yangping naturally understood the value of this forging secret manual, but that was not the only thing that shocked him.

However, the Heavenly Demon Sect's master of great divine powers made no further move, and the surrounding cultivators instantly understood that it was merely a warning to deter them—a gesture to tell them not to be an eyesore and to go about their own business.

Ling Shaojun rolled down the car window and looked at Zheng Qingyang. He was certainly no stranger to this refined and scholarly face; at last, they were meeting again.

The moment the Myriad Immortals Formation was deployed, its terrifying aura shook the heavens and the earth. A monstrous wave of divine might instantly surged across the Primordial World, alarming the entire realm the very second it appeared.

Yet the status of the person before them was extraordinary. They also wanted to see if he would march straight to the front of their ranks.

Ji Longteng nodded, reaching out to summon the fierce saber Slaughter into his palm. A wild, tyrannical, and bloody aura emanated outward, stirring up windless gales in the courtyard.

Although Dihua only had fifteen percent of its shares scattered externally, even if all the other shareholders agreed, there were still those thorn-like figures such as Chen Haisheng. They were certain that Lin Bixiao's previous remarks were nothing more than sheer fantasy.

One had to bear in mind that if Lu Xuan's dantian were struck by the bronze twin maces, even if he survived, his cultivation would be entirely crippled, and making it out alive at all would be a question.

Xiao Ye had even instructed that protecting Lin Bixiao required even more care and attentiveness than protecting the young master himself.

"We are still in a partnership. Until it terminates, you had better not cause trouble for me. This operation is led by me!" Li Jiang said coldly.

Upon hearing that he was expected to single-handedly decide the outcome of the battle, Lei Gang sneered at the corner of his mouth and stepped into the arena with a light heart. Clasping his fists together until his knuckles cracked, he shook his head and rolled his shoulders, acting as though he held the people of Wangbei Village in absolute contempt.

On the street, all sorts of hawking and peddling cries mingled in a noisy din. Passersby hurried along with purposeful strides. Merchants, martial artists, porters, and common laborers could all be found among them.

"A ninth-tier martial disciple, just a step away from entering the Foundation Establishment realm." A sharp glint flashed through Moke's eyes. Although a ninth-tier martial disciple was stronger than an eighth-tier one, it was still within the realm of martial disciples without a qualitative change, making it somewhat strenuous to deal with assassins. Only by stepping into the Foundation Establishment realm would a true qualitative leap occur.

Liu Xinghao sat on the left-hand side of Jiang Guotao. Seeing that Boss Jiang had already downed his drink, it would be improper to decline, so he steeled his neck and took a half-cup of white liquor first.

He believed that many people present had heard this name, and Wen Xin was naturally among them. He just wondered if it was the same person.

Could Linzi really have done all this just for a single word of his? Such blindly loyal friends were indeed rare, but friends bound by a mere word were even rarer. Rationally speaking, his remark had not produced any practical effect.

"Qinghan, how come you seem a bit unhappy today?" Ai Xiao was not empty-handed; she had brought over a few fine bottles of wine that the old master kept treasured in his cellar.

However, Xiao Wuyin had already made up her decision. Once the palace banquet concluded, she would leave Lijing and leave Nalan Heng behind. Moreover, upon her return, who knew how many years or months it would be.

Xiao Wuyin could not help being slightly stunned, and then smiled amusedly, "I hardly dare to climb high enough to call the Princess 'elder sister'!" Nalan Chu楚 might be a bit naive, but as a royal princess, she understood at least this much; otherwise, she wouldn't have come looking for her today.

Guo Jia deftly slipped into a coarse hempen garment and rubbed some ashes onto his body, making himself look thoroughly filthy.

Facing the diverse offerings of Hedong—an area renowned for its bustling night market—there were endless rows of barbecues and fruit stands available at night. Everything under the sun could be found there.

The entire Jifeng City suddenly became lively, yet it was not the bustling atmosphere of strict guarded defense, but rather one immersed in wine and sensual indulgence.

Before Ye Wei could voice her question, she saw Su Yujun appear across the street, dressed in casual wear.

Hearing this, Xiao Wuyin did not speak. Her delicate hand simply traced the rim of her teacup. Of course she knew she wasn't being mistreated; although LiuYun Courtyard was inferior to this place, it was still exceptionally fine, and she wasn't someone who couldn't recognize quality—everything there had been exquisitely prepared.

Walking through this region, among the four of them, probably only Li Yunmu was completely unafraid of the slicing edges of these gigantic grass blades.

"May Your Majesty calm your thunderous wrath. At present, we must not act rashly out of anger. Once truly enraged, we would simply fall right into the scholars' trap," Jia Xu bowed and said.

The two exchanged a brief smile. Before long, they were captured and brought back, yet not a single injury was found on their bodies.

She knew why he was angry, and she knew that she felt a sense of happiness at the moment because he was jealous and angry on her account, yet she still felt a lingering trace of sadness.

"It's not very funny, just very strange?" Step by step, Ou Shiyu plotted his moves, waiting for Gu Manli to willingly leap into his trap. Gu Manli repeated, "Strange?" completely baffled by his words, wondering what could possibly be strange about her going to work normally.

Ever since expressing his heartfelt affections, Nangong Zhaoan had constantly remained by Yun Bing's side, terrified that she might find another 'Sikong Li'.