Chapter 123: The Local Kingpins of Lotus County

It seems that tomorrow's seventieth birthday celebration for the Chen family will be quite lively.

"Little Uncle, come over and have some grilled chicken wings! They smell so good!" He Ying called out, waving her small hand.

Chen Yang smiled and turned back to his seat.

"By the way, Chen Yang, you graduated from a prestigious university, so your salary must be quite high, right? Is it over two..."

Bai Zhuoyao respectfully agreed, but where Bai Zhuoyue could not see, a look of disdain curled the corners of his lips.

In Old Madam Sheng’s view, Rulan’s temperament was ill-suited for the cutthroat intrigues of a great household, let alone the palace.

Talking to herself was a habit; she had once lost the ability to speak normally for lack of a companion and had spent a long time recovering it.

However, he considered this a good thing. Serving a master with little magnanimity was never a blessing.

"I don't know. I just think that regenerating an entire arm consumes too much blood. It would be better to regenerate only the missing tissues at the wound and reattach the limb; that way, we wouldn't waste so much blood," Xia Shou said.

Situ Qing waved his hand, ordering Leng Zhenshan and his son, Leng Yunting, to arrange for the soldiers to rest. Once they had recuperated, they would depart tomorrow.

"But do not be saddened by this. I have no children of my own, so I will naturally treat him as if he were my own. Moreover, since we are all in the palace, I will not restrict him, and you may come to visit him whenever you wish. I have already spoken to the Emperor as well; once Fu’er turns one, he will be brought to me," the Empress said.

He had Sanshui secretly bring him some meat. Such matters could naturally not be hidden from Empress Cao and the Emperor, but both felt pity for Zhao Xing and simply turned a blind eye, pretending not to know.

Gu Tingye was in a similar position; now that Old Master Bai had arrived in Bianjing, he would not be returning to Yangzhou.

Fan Jian had a guilty conscience. The sudden voice startled him, and he hurriedly looked around, yet he saw no one—not even a flying insect. Faced with this unknown terror, Fan Jian panicked, and his grip tightened.

However, amidst the chorus of support, dissenting opinions were inevitable. This time, it was once again Xia Jinlai who raised an objection.

Furthermore, Liao Tianqi and his companions believed that Chen Yu was merely trying to scare them. After all, assaulting someone in broad daylight carried a heavy charge of "intentional bodily harm." Moreover, Chen Yu was a person of status and standing; doing such a thing would be akin to smearing his own company’s image. Therefore, though they were afraid, they were not truly alarmed.

The cross-section of the tree was perfectly smooth, as if sliced through by a blade, faintly emanating an intense, soul-chilling aura.

"Say, who is competing in the next match?" Brother Hu asked the sleazy man while leaning over the table.

I leaned in to take a look and instantly gasped, unable to believe my eyes, and even less able to believe that Baldy’s KTV truly harbored such hidden mysteries.

My entire body shuddered. These mechanisms were likely even more dangerous than the monster; forcing our way through would probably not end well.

Although Zhang Shaotian was somewhat older and possessed a deeply tempered disposition, he had been pushed to the brink by Chen Yu recently. Without overthinking it, he picked up his phone and made several calls, making no effort to hide the fury in his voice.

"Understood, Boss. We’ll negotiate at seven million, with six million as the bottom line. Leave it to us." Having been taught step-by-step, it would be impossible not to get it right.

Jiang Deying opened his mouth, about to speak, when the burly man suddenly turned around. His cold, wooden stare made Jiang Deying shudder, and in the end, he did not dare make a sound.