Chapter 41: Returning to the Estate and Meeting the Grandfather Once More

The capital city remained as bustling as ever. Clad in the magnificent robes from Consort De’s palace, Shi Zhao strolled leisurely toward the residence of the Marquis of Wen'an, guided by her memory.

"Then, as soon as the sun rises tomorrow, go and invite that divine doctor for me," Wang Meiyue said before heading inside.

"Old Master Meng, this really isn't appropriate. Please, just let me off," Zhang Tiesheng pleaded with a woebegone expression.

Chen Dingjian’s eyes widened in greed. He made up his mind to steal the keys from his father’s waist, but before he could even reach the door, Chen Jiliao chased him all around the courtyard with a stick.

That day, she had told Hua Xing to find clothes for Feng Nianxi. Yet, behind her back, Hua Xing had demanded that Feng Nianxi pay for them—was that not a direct slap in her face?

The next second, the person who had just spoken froze in astonishment. Before their very eyes, Lin Yi vanished, stepping straight into the white mist released by the formation.

"Mr. Zhang, don't joke around. I saw you split that brick with my own eyes," Cui Chunhui said with a smile.

Keeping her gaze lowered and her mind composed, she walked before Consort De. Having mastered every rule of etiquette, she offered a formal salute and, without waiting for the Consort to ask, produced the bright yellow cloth doll that Cuiliu had given her.

However, Director Gui was already an "outdated director"; it was unlikely the market would still accept his style.

Xu Yuanyuan had once been an honor student, deeply committed to the Nirvana Rebirth project. But ever since the death of his late wife, Liu Pei, his temperament had undergone a drastic change.

The crowd suddenly realized the truth, feeling a wave of gratitude toward Jiang Liutian while simultaneously admiring Song Heng’s foresight.

Although the Sun King did not appear angry, who could truly know the inner thoughts of His Majesty? He might act indifferent when he was in a good mood, but what would happen on a day when he wasn't?

Bolstered by this aura, Ling Hao wiped the blood from his face. His presence surged, his robes fluttering without a breeze, making him look like a demon god.

Wanting the horse to run while refusing to feed it—how could such a wonderful thing exist in this world? Keep dreaming; that’s all you can do.

This was precisely why figures from the martial world looked down on the Zhao Song imperial palace and came and went as they pleased. In truth, it wasn't just Zhao Zhen; almost every emperor of the Zhao clan had had their palace infiltrated by others.

"Boss, which area should I focus on for now?" Lin Ying'er asked, feeling a bit anxious as she watched Li Fangcheng assign tasks to other departments without mentioning administration.

This made things quite difficult. After all, Bai Zimo was currently the nominal leader and head, possessing absolute authority.

As Xu Wuyou made his move, his opponents finally realized his strength and could not help but panic, forced to hurriedly deploy even more powerful measures.

Take the rats, for example: going from the size of a palm to the size of a human—how many times had they grown? Not to mention those the size of calves or elephants. Just imagining his brethren taking a single bite, he wondered if there would even be any scraps left for them.

"Could you please think with your toes for a second? How on earth would we know..." I rolled my eyes at her.

He now understood that everything Hong Jun and his group possessed had been learned from the fragments of the Creation God Lotus.

Jiang Yu seemed to have made this place his home, living a delightful life with Tang Niannian and Alice.

Yang Zhen had been demoted to the Divine Prison, and it could not be ruled out that there were still forces outside capable of intercepting Jin Xiao and Julie mid-escape. However, the subsequent series of personnel changes and large-scale reassignments within the Supervision Department were not things Yang Zhen could easily influence.

The reason Wen Quan concluded that "the enemies do not know she is still alive" was that these villains had shown no signs of stopping their attacks or hesitation.