Volume 1, Chapter 40: We're Even Now

Hearing this, the alcohol dissipated from Jiang Cheng, and his face darkened like ink. "How is Qi'er now?"
"The doctor has just applied the medicine, but he will likely need to recover for quite some time."
Hearing that his son's life was not in danger, he let out a secret sigh of relief, followed by an angry curse, "That wretch! Where is she now?"
Low, miserable groans continued to echo, yet those river bandits, despite being kicked viciously, dared not offer the slightest resistance. For the sentries holding flintlock muskets around them, along with the blade-wielding infantry outside the low wall, were simply waiting for the moment they dared to fight back.
As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they saw rows of pink balloons and roses decorating the hallway quite beautifully.
Seeing Yang Yong sound asleep, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Smith, in particular, who served as Yang Yong's personal bodyguard, felt a mixture of laughter and tears.
A trace of solemnity flashed through Guan Ge's eyes as he murmured to himself, for he made the sorrowful discovery that this bolt of lightning was even more powerful than the one that had severely wounded him during his prime.
Time continued to flow like a long river, and the ripples it kicked up gradually faded away. Yet as the days passed, the chill brought by autumn grew deeper and deeper, heraning the imminent arrival of winter.
The Wynn Hotel was, after all, the most upscale and comprehensive hotel in Las Vegas, with an investment of 2.7 billion US dollars. Its owner, Wynn, was a figure of immense influence who held the top position in Las Vegas—could such a person be simple?
The youth suddenly reached out his right hand to grab Zheng Tan. Zheng Tan's fur stood on end, and he fled desperately in one direction. Seeing this, You Lin also lunged forward, trying to block the way in front of Zheng Tan. But the youth did not move his body; somehow, his hand bypassed You Lin and steadily grabbed Zheng Tan by the scruff of the neck.
Each piece was worth no less than 10,000 US dollars, and there were five full truckloads of these utensils. What kind of wealth and what kind of sheer luck could make such a feat possible?
Checking the time displayed on his phone, Zhang Yi figured that Li Jiyuan should be arriving soon, so he hurriedly grilled some more food. Since the man had helped him so immensely—both by contacting the tour bus and assisting with promotion—how could he not show proper gratitude?
By the time Mingzhu came to her senses, Donghui had already walked far away to the back. She simply could not call Donghui back or drag her back. Looking again at Mama Su and Jiang Zhouzi, both wore the serene expressions of Buddhist monks in deep meditation. It was clear they had already agreed to protect her and take her beyond the pass at all costs. Mingzhu broke out in a fine sweat of anxiety, yet she was utterly helpless.
Xi Xizhi completely failed to guess his thoughts. Just a moment ago, his mood had been quite good; why did his face suddenly turn so gloomy?
Seizing the mirror spirit would render the Heaven-Evolving Mirror vulnerable to a single blow; obtaining the mirror spirit would allow the Heaven-Evolving Mirror to be repaired even if it shattered.
Madame Shen's words were clearly a reprimand, and her expression was draped in the reproachful posture of "is this really the attitude you hold toward your elders."
Indeed, from the ghost mother who gave birth to it, all the way to Old Man Xin, everyone who had ever treated it well met a tragic end.
Everyone in the entire Dragon Hall stared with utmost caution at Old Man Xu, not daring to miss even a single movement.
"In the water." Zui Lian swallowed hard, wondering why, whenever he looked at Jun Wuxie's icy face, he did not dare to act rashly.
Zhu Li's face had too many layers; she could neither see through nor fathom it, causing her to feel a deep-seated fear and shrink back.
Julian nodded, not wishing to dampen everyone's spirits. In truth, he was even more eager to return to the capital early to see his elder sister and his parents.
"It's nothing..." Jun Yunqing smiled at her, and right at that moment, Beiming Ying's voice rang out.
Regarding Qin Yue's formidable combat endurance, matchless discernment, terrifying leadership, and uncanny healing abilities.