Volume 1, Chapter 47: Requesting Minister Yang to Retire and Return Home

Yang Huaiman and Feng Quan exchanged a glance, and the former asked, "What is going on?"

The servant was the one he had dispatched to look after Lin Che.

Panting heavily, the servant replied, "Lord Lin, Lord Lin has gone to the banks of the Wei River, and it looks like he is going to jump..."

Both Yang Huaiman and Feng Quan were startled!

"Damn it, what on earth is this fellow up to?" Feng Quan fumed in annoyance.

He tried to hang himself yesterday, and now he wants to jump in the river?

Why is he so dead-set on throwing his life away?

Yang Huaiman was also growing anxious. With so much invested on their part, they could not afford for Lin Che to meet with any accidents.

"Let's go, hurry over and take a look!"

Yang Huaiman ordered the carriage prepared, and accompanied by Feng Quan, rushed to the banks of the Wei River.

Hardly had they stepped down from the carriage by the riverbank when another servant hurried over.

"Lord Yang, Lord Feng! Lord Lin..."

"How will Arsenal's new tactical setup break down a packed defense during positional play?" Shearer asked.

"Mother has everything under control, go ahead and be careful out there," Lin Xueru said with an air of absolute confidence.

Xiahou Sheng and Huang Ba ended up as cellmates. Far removed from the political struggles of the imperial court, it was actually a rather pleasant turn of events; inside their prison cell, they discussed the classics, debated philosophy, and ground away their respective rough edges in preparation for future glory.

Watching the three figures fade from view, Ling Yu did not immediately turn back to enter the house. The next moment, with another flash of movement, a curvaceous figure dropped gracefully into the courtyard—none other than Qingge, the loyal fan of Kakashi, that old hand at romance.

Leng Zhi's expression changed drastically, and she instantly fell silent, raising a hand to strike her own face fiercely. The Hall of Eternal Life was extraordinarily quiet, save for the crisp sounds of Leng Zhi's self-inflicted slaps echoing into everyone's ears.

Whether in overall squad strength or individual capability, the vastly superior technical prowess of Arsenal completely neutralized their East London local rivals. Having successfully seized the initiative right from the opening whistle, the Gunners were able to proceed according to their original plan and turn the match into a lonesided training session.

I obediently let myself fall gently into Yongyan's embrace, holding him tightly. Yongyan naturally scooped me up in his arms and laid me gently upon the bed.

With the eldest sister of the household bedridden, Qingsheng had willingly entered the palace selection out of devotion to the Qiu clan and in return for the immense kindness shown to her by her father and legal mother over the years. Yet had she been rejected and her nameplate removed, she might secretly have felt a quiet surge of relief; she would never have wept and mourned with such unconsolable heartbreak as Ling'er was doing now.

Su Wange had never expected Yan Mumu to prepare a gift for him, and his fingers trembled slightly as he reached out to take it. He desperately suppressed the surging joy within his heart, trying his best not to show it. Yet the moment he received the gift, a dazzling, extraordinarily radiant smile bloomed across his face.

To prevent Zhang Han from pressing his advantage and advancing further, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang swiftly withdrew from the battlefield. In order to preserve his main forces, King Huai of Chu relocated his capital from Xuyi to Pengcheng.

She was so gravely ill, yet not a single one of those damn men came to see her. Even her mother failed to show up under the pretext of needing to take care of her younger brother. For some reason, she found herself profoundly missing her father, who had been locked away in prison for fraud. If he were here, would he come to visit her?

Yue Ruolin nodded, following obediently and meekly behind Zhang Mingxi. The two reached the end of the corridor, where the surroundings were exceptionally quiet, devoid of any passing footsteps.

Although Dugu Xieyang remained clueless as to how Ye Changtian had acquired the seed of vitality, it was abundantly clear that Tantai Xiaotian had arrived a step too late.

'Zhang Buxi' stood up without even sparing Li Shenyan a glance, scooped up the Siamese cat resting on the floor, turned straight around, walked into the house, went upstairs, and returned to her own bedroom.

Old Ghost chuckled heartily, pressed the center of the metal cube's circular interface, and instantly the device emitted a soft, buzzing hum. Astonishingly, it levitated right out of his two subordinates' hands, followed by two dull, clicking thuds as it fully unfolded itself.

"Unless I die! Or Yunyi comes before me in person and tells me with her own lips that she wishes to marry you no matter what! Otherwise, you shall not sully her purity!" Qingheng declared fiercely.

Zhang Buxi looked around restlessly, and upon catching sight of a carriage slowly making its way into the estate, she scurried over with quick, hurried steps.

Meng Yunyi tallied the lantern riddles she had successfully guessed in her hand—there were twenty-three in total. Looking over at Jiang Yinmo and the others, Yinmo had solved twenty-five, while Jingzong had solved forty-seven, far outstripping Meng Yunyi and her companion.

Ming Jingcheng considered himself a man who placed utmost importance on rules. Having set a rule that everyone must return home before eight o'clock, he expected every member of the household to strictly abide by it.

Right now, their only choices were to completely vanish from those people's radar or bide their time and seize the right moment to strike back.

Lin Yi's question appeared directed at Shen Qing'er, yet her gaze remained fixed on Mu Tianshen, as though waiting for his response.

Glancing at her watch from time to time and occasionally looking toward the entrance, Gu Xinran sipped her drink absentmindedly. Not daring to drink alcohol, she had instead ordered a specialized black tea mocktail, specially blended for her by An Jingyuan's bartender.

Fan Li also made him deeply aware of the perilous situation he was currently facing. Having lost the trust of the sovereign, the conflict between monarch and minister had become irreconcilable. Should any unforeseen mishap occur, the King of Wu would surely make him his first target.

About a mile ahead, the road extended into a patch of woods. By the time Fan Li walked into that grove, the two pedestrians had suddenly vanished—they had been walking ahead just a moment ago, yet now they were completely gone.

Without a second thought, Shui Yao whirled around, strode to the corner of the courtyard, and picked up a hoe lying on the ground, seemingly preparing for a fierce showdown with Wu Chunhua.

The three of them fought the enemy valiantly until their hands grew weak and numb. Oddly enough, these aquatic sea monsters attacked doggedly with single-minded focus, never uttering a single word to explain the reason behind their hostility. This defied all logic.

Two hundred years later, Mu Kuxin, a cultivation disciple of the Mu family, intentionally sought to establish his own immortal cultivation sect and happened to take a fancy to the location of the Xuanji Sect.

"Although my scholarship is modest, I dare say I am more than qualified to take on the role of a chief clerk." Zhang Fuguang's reply was filled with confidence.

Entangled in such a way for goodness knows how long, the flames of desire burning between the two grew increasingly fierce. In the dead of night, apart from each other's heavy, hurried breaths, there was only the thunderous thumping of their hearts—thump, thump, thump, beating out a chaotic rhythm. Before things spun completely out of control, Sheng Chengyi and Jing Yi finally parted.

Haining, Jun Mo, and the others glanced at Lord Lotus, and seeing that he showed not a shred of worry, they finally set their minds at ease. Qiu Yu, however, did not see the anxious expression on her face recede in the slightest despite Lord Lotus's reassurances.

Zhu Wuchang possessed a spice box; whenever he placed it on the ground and opened the lid, venomous insects would crawl into it of their own accord. As he explained the toxicity and uses of various poisonous bugs to Lin Wan, Zhu Wuchang also captured quite a few specimens that could be used for experimentation and venom extraction.

Before he could finish speaking, several people who were just preparing to return to the table for another round rushed over to collectively admire Fang Yuanyuan's prowess.