Volume 1, Chapter 41: I Will Go See Her Tomorrow

Through Wu Jiyun’s account, the group learned that this afternoon, Wu Xingxue not only sold tens of thousands of Union Credits worth of medicinal hemostatic herbs but also possessed a massive stockpile. Most importantly, Wu Xingxue had not taken Shen Chi to receive treatment! Everyone knew that, in the past, he was the person she cared for most.

Bathing? With tears still shimmering in her eyes, An Youran turned to look around and realized the room was constructed with white jade railings and draped in light silk. A vast pool of emerald water filled the air with mist and a faint, lingering fragrance; it was indeed a bathroom.

Concerned that she might be exhausted, the Elder immediately ordered the room to be prepared, allowing Xue Meng to go down and rest while awaiting the return of the remaining victors.

For at least sixty million years, there had been only one or two individuals capable of mastering the Taihao Finger technique.

"It is assembled, but are you certain you truly want to use it for the competition? If something goes wrong, your life could be in danger at any moment." His persuasion did not shake Yan Zhengxi’s resolve.

Today was already Qianqian’s third day of classes. Hua Jing had told her she did not need to come every day, fearing she would be overworked, but Qianqian insisted on coming daily, primarily because she did not want to spend her idle time in that vast, empty house.

She shook her head vigorously and faced him again, saying, "Sir, you shouldn't drive when you're drunk. Don't you know that drunk driving is incredibly dangerous? What if you get into an accident? You really should have your friend come to pick you up!" By the end of her scolding, her heart softened, and she couldn't help but offer gentle advice.

The Eternal Void was not unique; there remained a vast external world! He had assumed the four Supremes would share his shock and gaze around in bewilderment. Instead, the four Supremes were currently embroiled in a heated argument.

Seeing Xiao Ran’s dilemma, Ruan Mingyue did not pressure him. In her heart, she pondered carefully: a strange man intruding here was likely unintentional, yet she noted that while he wore the attire of a servant, he lacked any of the servility that a servant ought to possess.

He pulled her onto his lap in the chair, removed her shoes, and began to massage her feet with attentive, gentle care.

Ling Xi felt a surge of irritation. Looking at the bouquet of red roses, he found them utterly intolerable.

Huo Jingran could only sigh and nod. He knew Zeng Bingbing was exhausted and needed rest, and he also knew that their hearts belonged to each other. It was just human nature to only realize, when the moment of parting finally arrived, that one had failed to cherish the time gone by.

Dawn was breaking. The moon-rainbow vanished, and the moon happily hid among the clouds to play. Master Xuanguang also descended the mountain, filled with confidence.

The implication of those words made it seem as if Lin Wan'er were the one refusing the marriage, when in reality, she was a hundred, no, a thousand times willing.

Because of Zhao Baihua’s words, a knot in Bao Feiyun’s heart was finally untied. She had assumed that as a princess, Zhao Baihua would make things difficult for her, yet she turned out to be so easy to get along with. Bao Feiyun smiled slightly, and Zhao Baihua pulled her down to sit so they could listen to the elders' teachings.

Within Qianxing’s body, a frenzy was unfolding; everything was being reborn, imbued with countless laws, while the surface remained plain and ordinary, as if he were still a mortal.

Kang Qiao continued to sneer, his mouth twitching slightly. His eyes burned with an aggressive light, exuding a chill that went straight to the bone. Zhou Qingshuang could not help but step back a few times, stunned, staring blankly at his slightly distorted face.

"Qianxing." Outside, finally, it was Qianxing’s turn. Lin Sijia stood by, giggling and giving him an expectant look, as if to say, "You’d better not disappoint me, or you’ll end up even worse off."

As she spoke, her head darted restlessly, scanning back and forth between Mu Qingsu and Mu Guoming, attempting to discern something. But these two men had spent years navigating the business world; their emotions were completely under their control. There was no chance for Ji Weiwei to see through them.