Volume 1, Chapter 26: The Disobedient Brat

The call snapped Ye Xiaomei back to reality. She looked at the man before her with a touch of apology and hurriedly offered her excuses.

"All the mountains and rivers in this world, the trees upon the hills and the fish in the waters, belong to my Great Tang," Li Yuan said with a proud, jovial air.

"Then eat more. Once you're done, wash up and go to sleep," Ling Xi said, already beginning to serve a second bowl.

Zhang Xuening suppressed her rising anger. Xu Ying wasn't here to share a table; she was clearly looking for an opportunity to humiliate her. If Tang Feng hadn't been present, she would have long since flicked her sleeves and left.

It was fortunate that when he had entered last time, his opponent had not activated those two devices. Otherwise, no matter how formidable Lin Yi might be, he likely would not have escaped being torn to pieces.

After a moment of reflection, Jiang Jiayi could not help but feel moved. She had always assumed this man to be cold and indifferent, but it turned out that was not the case at all. He was adept at whispering sweet nothings; every word he spoke was deeply touching.

"Whoosh!" An arrow, a high-grade divine weapon, shot forth in an instant. It was no slower than the Immortal-Binding Rope, flying straight toward Kun Wu.

She shouldered her bag and looked around. This was the campus where she had spent an entire semester. Without realizing it, she had grown attached to it, feeling a trace of reluctance and lingering affection in her heart.

Liu Er paid no mind to Tang Feng’s words. He had seen far too many people facing robbery brag about their family connections or the power they wielded.

The blood-red chains that had bound Kaihaote dissolved into blood, pooling on the ice. Watching Shui Wei in this state, Kaihaote sensed something was wrong. He reached out, desperate to grab her, as if she were about to vanish. He could not let her disappear.

"...If you want her to live, then be a good boy and end your own life!" Following Lu Tian’s ruthless command, another assassin immediately tossed a sword before Lin Zhizhi.

"Then what do you intend to do?" Was he just going to drag it out like this? With so many people pressuring the director, Qin Yurou was genuinely worried. The director would not be able to hold his ground this time.

Emperor Li Er’s expression had returned to calm, showing no signs of anything unusual, yet this only left Li Chengqian feeling more uneasy.

However, she did not know that at this very moment, Wang Jing’s mind was still replaying that touch—the feeling of that slender waist. It held a sort of magic, compelling him to constantly savor the memory of that softness.

Xu Yaoning helplessly pushed her back, feigning a reprimand: "Still talking! In front of elders, how can you bicker with your brother!" Her tone shifted as she added, "If A-Ruo has done something wrong, her elder sister will handle it—" As she spoke, her gaze drifted toward Lin Jialan.

Lin Shaoling had just breathed a sigh of relief that the Demon King would not move against the Nangong mansion, but this statement startled him again. He had intended to use the mansion to catch up with Xuan Tianyue and the others. Lin Shaoling wanted to explain further, but Murong insisted he would see it through, demanding they step aside.

Not only were the commoners shocked, but even Qing Zhuzi, Zhishan, and the others wore expressions of utter terror, their gazes turning toward Huiming.

Jiang Yue’s face was written with pure reluctance. The soup had been cooked with wine and ginger slices; before it even reached the rim of the bowl, the pungent scent of alcohol and ginger was already overwhelming.

"Brother Xuan, it seems you don't know the situation over there! We’ll probably lose again this time!" Zhou Pinghan said with a hint of dejection.

This young man truly had the capital to be arrogant. To possess such strength at such a young age—he was far more capable than that wastrel Liu Feng.

It was just that no one expected Nan Li to be so down-to-earth, never treating her maids as servants, but as friends.

After tossing and turning all night, Yu Qing had expected to be unable to sleep, yet she drifted off the moment her head hit the pillow.

Li Wei looked around and discovered that the furnishings and decor of the room were unique, which only deepened his curiosity about Miao Qingzhi.

"He said a bunch of nonsense and then hung up," Chu Qiao said, feeling wronged. To her, He Xuan’s sudden act of hanging up was incredibly rude.

At this moment, Miao Qingzhi and Cheng Yangui were riding in an ox cart not far away, having heard their conversation with perfect clarity.

He was willing to discard his status as the Prince of Jin; why would he ever choose to marry Princess Qisang just because of his words?

Not only had he been exiled overseas, but a bounty had been placed on his head, leading to endless pursuit until he ended up on this deserted island.

Of course, it was truly nothing. Lu Mengmeng was sleeping quite freely, sprawled out in a "big" shape, occupying most of the bed and snoring away... She wasn't covered by a quilt; no... she had kicked the blanket off the bed at some point, looking rather unrestrained.

"You’ve prepared so many things, I’m truly worried you’ll only sell a portion! If not, I’ll eat a few for you!" Pi Pang said.

Because the older generation of Xizi’s family used to sell soy sauce and vinegar, even though they had long since stopped the business, people still habitually referred to his family as the "Soy Sauce and Vinegar House."

But Mo Yu offered a cold smile. Suddenly, his energy erupted, and he finally unleashed his trump card: the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique.

Hong Ling turned the matter over in her mind. She realized that if she wanted to escape her current predicament, expecting a miracle from her husband, Ding Yuting, was impossible. As for anything else, she felt she could rely on no one. The only way out was to retreat—to break up the group.

"A critical moment, a man of great talent, and a promising future. To reach the rank of a seventh-grade official at such a young age, you truly command my respect, young man," the elder said.

However, in the middle of the night, there were no streetlights on the mountain road; they relied entirely on the off-road vehicle's headlights to illuminate the path ahead.

Seeing his mother pierce through the secret in his heart, Dalu couldn't help but feel a stir, his face burning. He was momentarily at a loss for how to respond to her.

Logically, this shouldn't happen. Perhaps it was because of the daylight that they were in a special state of negative status.

Although the relationship between Yang Hao and Qing Lian was no longer a secret among the upper echelons of Hanhai, hearing it confirmed by Qing Lian herself still left everyone present in a state of deep shock.

The giant serpent hissed in agony, the spiritual power within its body desperately resisting the Buddha-light that bound it.

"What is this? So the attack just looked powerful, but in reality, it wasn't anything special at all," a person beside Li Mu said, feeling relieved. They didn't believe Li Mu was the one who had blocked it; after all, with so many people and teachers failing to stop it, how could it have been blocked so easily?

"Right, I am very grateful that you taught me so much, but that does not mean I will betray Central Province. I will fight to the end!" Yun Shan roared. The power of the mountain erupted heavily; first, the Mountain-Heavy Stone Wall appeared, as if Yun Shan were covered by a massive mountain. His defense was shockingly strong, and in one move, he shook off Sheng Ang's fist.