Volume 1, Chapter 43: Imperial Decree Marriage, Breaking the Betrothal is a Capital Crime

Zhang Jiaze stole a glance at the customer, and seeing that nothing seemed amiss, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Situ Nan nodded. "Since we have to wait, it would be better to find some shade. The afternoon sun is quite harsh," he said, gesturing towards me.

Young Master Zhou was rendered speechless by this. In truth, had it not been for Lin Mu, she would have had an even longer string of past offenses.

Hua Xingcan still said nothing. She reached out her fair, tender hand and took hold of Zhang Jiaze's.

Many people have yet to realize the value of such a piece of cake. Discovering a treasure trove in advance and devouring it to stake your claim before anyone else even notices is of profound significance.

Mallow suddenly recalled the ancient legend: King Xuan fished for turtles in Qionglai, pulling up the water-suppressing divine beast by its roots, which triggered a torrential downpour lasting several days and nights.

This made him feel quite unnatural. On several occasions, he wanted to pull his hand away, but Hua Xingcan acted as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

Mallow had come to Yindu simply on a whim, looking to try her luck since she had nothing major going on these past two years anyway—idle times meant idle days. She had never genuinely expected to obtain any formidable restoration support from Zizhao.

Yanzi pursed her lips, cast a coquettish and reproachful glance at him, and only then picked up her rice bowl to begin eating.

Hearing this, Zhao Ying nodded slightly. To receive such high praise from Dian Wei showed that his martial arts were indeed extraordinary. Zhao Ying secretly kept this person in mind.

Although Li Yingning agreed, it was the first time she felt that Prince Rong could be just as irritating as Shen Liancheng.

A detached voice rang out. Even before Echizen's cross-court slice had time to land, a shadow appeared high above, intercepting Echizen's plummeting signature move.

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Seeing He Ningyan's polite yet distant smile, radiant enough to be somewhat dazzling, the others felt that she was growing more and more beautiful.

Once his wings were severed, the old man was visibly affected, his body losing balance as he nearly plummeted from the sky.

The terrifying force of tens of thousands of jin shattered space itself into ripples, and the translucent aura fist it dragged along struck Brianna instantly.

Thousands of heavily armored knights urged their beneath-them-straddling unicorn warhorses, launching an attack on both flanks of the Leonine formation.

Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment before handing his sword to Liu Jinyuan. The very next second after Liu Jinyuan took the weapon, he roared with his eyes closed and charged blindly toward 'Lin Yuruo'. Yes, Lin Yuruo. With his eyes closed, Liu Jinyuan had clearly overestimated himself.

"Hah!" Ashura hit a high lob, and Momoshiro almost failed to react. Just as he was panicking, he heard Kikumaru shout from behind, "Don't worry, Momo, I've got this!" With that, he leaped forward with a flying bound and managed a hair-breadth return of the ball.

Fuji, who should have been kept in check by Shiraishi, uttered the word "Fujimine," and then blanked their captain six-to-zero, meaning St. Rudolph lost the match without scoring a single point. Now Kiku had called out Fujimine's playing style; who knew what other bizarre events might unfold next.

Charles seemed to ponder for a moment before smiling. "Well said." He then walked over to another corner, where a computer sat.

Drawing a lesson from her previous experience, Su Qian calmly handled the situation. After getting up and washing up, she wrapped Shen Gongzi tightly in the quilt, rolled up the Water Lotus Scroll, and slipped away quietly. Su Qian was bewildered: how had Shen Gongzi died? Seeing his terrified expression, it looked as though he had died from a tremendous fright. Su Qian did not need to overthink it; slipping away through the closed bedroom door was the most urgent priority.

A breeze blew, rustling the branches and making a rustling sound. The shadows of the trees grew even darker, falling upon the ground like filthy ghosts struggling upward from the underworld toward the mortal realm.

"I'll go," Li Xiaoxia said, transforming into a giant black spider and leaping down the elevator shaft.

And right at this moment, abruptly, right here in Yucheng—in this place he knew so well—an event that had previously only existed in "Jiang Qiuge's stories" actually happened. Moreover, the "protagonists" of the story were people he knew, had seen, or had heard of.

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Hundreds of kilometers away, Chen Xueqi, who was standing in line waiting for the whitewater rafting attraction in the grand canyon, couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing Li Rurou looking so excited, a happy smile crept onto Lin Jie's mouth. Leading Li Rurou, he sped away, heading straight for the Champs-Élysées in the downtown area.

Long Xingling nodded. He understood the logic that biting off more than one can chew is a recipe for trouble; moreover, overindulging might cause one to burst—though it wouldn't literally make a person explode, one still had to know when to stop.

"Besides, this isn't a battle of life and death, so... there's no need for that. If I were to draw my sword from its sheath, it wouldn't be good if someone accidentally got hurt." Long Xingling showed no great emotional fluctuation and said nonchalantly.

Jie sensed things slightly. After making his certainty even stronger, Jie spoke. In fact, right from the beginning, he hadn't sensed any fluctuations from the Pan-Sage Fruit; the only thing capable of proving its presence was the seed of the Pan-Sage Fruit itself.

Facing all three opponents at once, Chi Hua had to muster ten thousand times his focus to cope. Even so, he encountered successive hazards. If not for Yan Ying, who was lurking in the shadows, stepping in several times in the nick of time to rescue him, harass, and launch sneak attacks on the enemy, Chi Hua probably would have already lost his life here.

As long as the grandmasters of the Lin family returned, or reinforcements arrived from Yanjing, this Grandmaster Ye Xuan would find life rather difficult. For now, however, everyone still had to behave and lie low.

Gu Lingfeng and the others saw Zhang Mingyu descending from the heavens and naturally viewed him with awe akin to gods, yet their hanging hearts were nonetheless greatly comforted and steadied by it.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Junzi hurriedly looked up at Lin Canghai, who wore a look of deep guilt. A strange, brilliant gleam flashed within those ordinarily silent eyes.

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