Volume 1, Chapter 26: Terminally Ill

Could it be that they are waiting for them? Imperial Concubine Chen could not help but glance at Lu Xingwan in Jin Xin’s arms, a flicker of worry in her heart.

According to his original plan, there was plenty of time during the "Game Night." Based on his prior preparation, in order to increase the number of intimate encounters with Lu Li, the process of extracting the scales was intended to take longer.

"Lise comes from an exceptionally wealthy family, with parents who are both merchants. Her grades at the academy are extremely lopsided; she gets near-perfect marks in every Potions and Practical Skills class, yet scores zero on all other subjects."

Shortly after she went into seclusion, the exam results were released. While the students in Class A were all labeled "Excellent," she only received a "Satisfactory," meaning she would be stuck in Class B for the next semester.

The Sixth Wizard Tower is different from the First; it lacks a public atrium, and its architectural style is notably heavy and austere.

"May I ask, two fellow immortals, how long does it take to master this technique?" Chang Wei inquired. He was unaware that Lin Yu and the others had mastered it after just a single glance.

Previously, she had been managing the affairs of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department and was a top candidate for the Office Director position. Even though her tongue was sharp, everyone tended to give her a wide berth.

Lin Yu stepped out of the wooden hut, looked up at the clear sky, and could not help but stretch, letting out a groan of relief.

The grandmother and grandson, ignorant of the situation, followed the servant inside. There they saw Wanru sitting at the head of the table with Xiang Yi’an by her side. Both wore grim expressions, while Fang Rou sat at the lower right, looking terrified.

Between endearments and lewd, wanton laughter, she abandoned all decorum, acting like a completely different person from her usual noble and severe self.

It could be said that the strength displayed by the China Group at this auto show exerted immense pressure not only on domestic independent brands but even on joint-venture brands.

Each time the "Blood-Stained World" formation wavered under the assault, a steady stream of elf players reinforced it. After several skirmishes, their numbers seemed to be growing. During the third engagement, thanks to the reckless bravery of the guild members, they managed to fight to a standstill.

Sun Wukong suddenly surged toward the heavens, while the Enchantress cast a resentful glance at the panting Prince before vanishing into stealth once more.

Daoist Qingyuan had calculated perfectly, hoping for the Daoist school to exclusively possess the fortune of the Talisman Path. By suppressing Li Hui with a series of strikes today, he intended to pave the way for the Demon Realm Daoists and Jade Realm Daoists to seal off the flying ship and suppress the likes of Baling.

Xu Honghu stood motionless at the prow of the ship, head tilted back and eyes narrowed, as if savoring the fresh air after the rain, looking utterly content.

Within the expert review panel organized by the Ministry of Information Industry, one expert who held a favorable view of the China Group took it upon himself to warn his peers in advance.

However, to everyone’s disappointment, no one had managed to track this fellow’s movements so far. It was strange; back when he wasn't needed, he was always seen wandering around the Adventurers' Guild "fleecing the sheep," but now that he was truly needed, he was nowhere to be found.

The void before his eyes rippled, and deep-blue geomagnetism surged from all directions, pinning him in place within an instant. He could barely move a finger, and his entire body emitted a series of cracking, crunching sounds.

Ultimately, to Qiu Shiliang, the terrifying thing about Li Deyu was not the power he held, nor his lingering influence, but his mind.

Yin Zhixuan, what are you doing? A brother’s wife is not to be touched—have you forgotten the promise you made to Xiao Chu?

"Wow! That’s amazing, Sister Coral, I want one too!" The crowd gasped in admiration, eagerly lining up to sit before Coral.

On the tree, a branch pierced through one of the shoes, and dangling from the branch was a pink condom.

Ming Yi curled her lips. This man spoke of trust, which sounded nice, but with his miserly nature, he would likely pick apart even a ledger that had been perfectly prepared, claiming the expenses were too high.

The Old Madam was well aware of Shen Rong’s temper. The fact that she was deliberately targeting her, knowing full well Shen Xin’s current status in the household, suggested there was surely a reason behind it.

Shuang’er had been casting glances at Fan Yanyan from time to time, clearly wanting to say something to him. Yet, when he took the initiative to walk toward her, Shuang’er immediately stood up and tried to flee, which struck Fan Yanyan as very strange.

Shen Chenren never needed to lose his temper; a few light, dismissive words were enough to make her concede defeat.

This once appeared to be a hospital room. A bed sat in the center, covered in a thick layer of dust. Beside it were various instruments and devices, all equally blanketed in grime, looking as if they had not been used in a very long time.

"This... this is no problem at all!" Chairman Gu thought for a moment and agreed. This was a truly beneficial endeavor for the country and the people, and while it started in China, it would be the same for other nations.

"Not picky?" Never did she expect Aunt Gui to describe Qiao Neng this way; it came as a complete surprise to Nie Wanluo. At the very least, she knew that Qiao Neng didn't like any of the delicacies at the City God Temple.

Now, she only wished to leave the palace; she couldn't wait another moment! As long as she could get out, going to Prince Cheng’s manor would be fine. Given Nie Peixiao’s infatuation with Chuxiu, surely he wouldn't make things difficult for her? At worst, she would just take on a new identity and return to the Yun manor.

Setting aside the fact that Niu Fanghong hadn't actually abused her, her eccentric personality alone meant she wouldn't garner any sympathy from the court.

"This isn't like you. The Qin Feng in my memory was a spirited hero who never admitted defeat. Looking at you now, you’re like a wounded child, and it breaks my heart." Xia Jiang sniffled, speaking with profound sorrow.