Volume 1, Chapter 24: Constructing the Jingguan!

Although she was desperate to seek wealth and status, Mrs. Meng was not a reckless woman. Upon arriving in the capital, she first stayed at an inn to gather clear information about the Duke’s Mansion before making her move. Among the news she gathered was a revelation that brought her both hatred and joy: Meng Zhao had been living in the Duke’s Mansion all along, enjoying the same lifestyle as a young master of the house.

Mi Zhu remained silent, but Mi Zhen, standing behind him, covered her mouth and giggled after hearing the report.

Originally, she had intended for Liuyun to serve Ye Jingyi for a long time, but since Zhang Yurou truly disliked her, she decided to let it go. At most, she would reward her with a few taels of silver when Liuyun got married, which would fulfill her obligations.

Upon hearing this, my mood instantly sank. The tone of Sister Fang’s voice was very similar to how Qi spoke to me over the phone, which made me feel quite uncomfortable.

Old Madam Ye felt a pang of pity. While she did not lack grandsons, it was still her own flesh and blood, and she found it hard to let go. As it happened, Ye Zongshan had lost his wife not long before and often came to the Duke’s Mansion to curry favor, looking for any odd job he could find. The Old Master saw that he was honest and tight-lipped, and since his age and seniority were appropriate, he took him in.

Attended by the servants, Li Yang finished washing and dressing, then walked into the living room with several beautiful maidens.

"Is there anything else happening in the capital?" Meng Qianxun felt a bit stifled. She knew that dwelling on that question would not yield any more information about Huangpu Tuo, so she tried to see if she could learn what had happened the previous night through other matters.

In the mirror, the entrance to the "Abyssal Blood Lake" was filled with a multitude of ghost cultivators of various strange shapes.

The soldiers dispatched by Gao Shun arrived outside Budugen’s camp, lit their explosive satchels one after another, and hurled them into the enemy ranks.

The First Madam’s face changed abruptly, but fortunately, she was masked, so her expression was not entirely clear. Yet, a flicker of panic was distinctly visible in her eyes.

As for Bai Yuanlin, Mu Chen was naturally unafraid. Although the aura surrounding this fellow was powerful, if a fight were to break out, it was hard to say who would win.

She really was a country bumpkin, utterly ignorant of the heights of the world. Did she think this was an eating contest where you could just stuff as much as you could into your belly?

These two key figures, in whom he had once placed high hopes for staging a rebellion, could be considered completely ruined.

However, this child was steady and unwilling to stand out; with all these factors combined, he was even more determined to keep her.

The scene of the explosion was still vivid in his mind. As Nie Tong recalled it, Su Chen seemed to have been severely injured.

Su Chen was exerting all his strength, using his heart to sense the chaotic energy hidden within his own body.

Mu Chen turned and left. Although he knew that Gu Tingfang was intentionally avoiding him, he did not care; after all, he had no desire to stay there a moment longer.

Lin Yang was perplexed. Su Tingye had owed his Third Master a favor back in the day, promising that his descendants would serve as slaves to repay the debt. How, then, had he become a swindler?

"How can this be? How could Qin Yan cross the massive chasm between the early and late stages of Sword Spirit, fighting thousands of rounds to a draw?" someone exclaimed.

Simeone was brazenly inciting the emotions of the fans when he suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The wealthy man happily instructed his subordinates to pick up the box full of apples and, surrounded by his bodyguards, left the auction.

Aunt Fang would not have dared to speak to the Young Master in such a tone previously, but when she dressed herself up beautifully and found an excuse to see Nie Wuzheng, only to find the two of them getting along intimately, her jealousy flared up, and she forgot her own status.

However, come to think of it, a supreme treasure that could be used three times could indeed grant a powerhouse three extra lives. Such power was enough to leave anyone in awe.

The tall, thin man backhanded the short man, knocking him to the ground. Although the short man was resentful, he held his tongue.

"Wishful thinking! Do you think the soldiers of my Yanteng Empire are made of paper?" General Shang declared.

Jia Qianqian held Long Jie as they were swept along by the current in the tunnel, bumping and colliding until they were wedged into a narrow spot.

By now, it was sunset, and the rays shone through the crack, casting light directly onto the lower end of the opening where Jia Qianqian was trapped. Not understanding his purpose, she stretched out her body as hard as she could, pinching the jade seal between her thumb and forefinger and placing it in the light.

Mo Jun clutched his handkerchief bundle and accurately found the room where Chen Qiulan had taken him. He went up and knocked on the door. There was no response for a long time. Mo Jun did not retreat; instead, he knocked heavily and fiercely three more times.

After giving his instructions, Liu Guannan said nothing more and returned directly to his office, where Cheng Yiyi and the Chen family were still waiting for him.

I was lying in a pitch-black coffin, my body soaked in an unknown red liquid. The light in the room was very dim; perhaps the sun had only just begun to rise.

Xue Atan and An Jingsi responded in unison, "Very well, Big Brother, rest assured. We brothers are off!" With that, they left Xu Zhi and headed toward the other mountain peaks.

Qiu Qianchi had eaten a large plate of dates earlier and held dozens of pits in her mouth. From time to time, she would spit a date pit at a vital point on Gongsun Zhi that he was forced to defend, while Yang Guo unleashed fierce palm winds, striking continuously.

Such a person was the most suitable for him. Ye Ling was too upright and might not always accept his devious plots, but Zeng Xian was different. To get ahead, he would do anything.