Volume 1, Chapter 61: Luosang Factory Has No Money & Internal Debt Is Not Real Debt

In the orchid greenhouse, Lan'er was watering the potted plants when Tianxiang suddenly grabbed her. Ever since she had been disciplined by the Crown Prince for making things difficult for Lan'er last time, Tianxiang knew this girl was not to be offended. From then on, she treated her with utmost politeness, acting as affectionate as if they were biological sisters.

"What? You can't do it? Forget it then. If you can't manage it, don't go provoking Brother Buxiao; his heart cannot withstand such turmoil." Luo Liwan looked somewhat disappointed.

The two favored scions could be considered the cream of the crop among the young nobility. They hadn't been scared out of their wits by the battlefield, and after collecting themselves, they could still wield their blades for a strike or two. Although they failed to kill any enemies and spent half the day vomiting afterwards, they were still somewhat better than good-for-nothings.

Holding the contract, the man looked at it twice with utmost depression, but under Yu Shao's mediation, he finally managed to retrieve his jade pendant. Saying nothing more, he took his shop assistants and left.

Toward these so-called "biological parents," Feng Xuetong had no pleasant temper. Her brows were tightly knit, her tone of voice was icy, and her gaze carried undisguised disdain as it landed on Feng Jinghua and He Fengzhu.

As for the undying mediocre beings, they could perform the peach-blossom brand—a forbidden art requiring the sacrifice of one's own life—an infinite number of times to help others be reborn through reincarnation.

Most of the sea's rare treasures possessed bizarre shapes, differing greatly from those found on land, yet the power contained within them was immense, predominantly of the water attribute, offering marvelous benefits to cultivators of water arts.

Due to various reasons, coupled with the fact that this person recounted everything he had inquired about along the way, it made him all the more trustworthy.

Ugh! The sensation of searing fire burning his lungs, seductive and smooth, pressing down recklessly. It hovered lightly on his lips like a fish swimming gently, yet nimbly evaded the demands he sought, unwilling to engage in a deeper entanglement.

Take Liu Bowen, also known as Liu Ji, for instance. Upon laying eyes on Zhu Yuanzhang at the time, he immediately gasped aloud at the presence of the Emperor's dragon aura. Such a formidable master of Feng Shui straightaway threw in his lot with the extremely unappealing Zhu Yuanzhang back then, serving him faithfully through thick and thin.

Currently, those people outside were merely clinging to life with the aid of medicine. If a targeted remedy was not concocted soon, people would die sooner or later.

Qingling blinked her eyes. Did the good man like this grass very much? If she managed to save this grass, would the good man be very happy?

"Oh my, what day is it today? To think you actually deigned to enter the palace?" Emperor Jiayou scoffed coldly.

Seeing this, Youlan and Xuezhu both frowned slightly, and then immediately exchanged a glance.

Lan Yu's words softened Ling Bing's previously somewhat darkened expression. She didn't mind these former classmates coming to her with matters, but she disliked it when they made a big fuss over nothing, using horrifying wording just to grab her attention.

After Chen Hao finished speaking, everyone present looked at him with disdain. Why was Pai Gow so popular? Because it was simply impossible to cheat at it! Those red-wood tiles, a finger long and three to four centimeters thick, were exhausting just to hold in your hand, let alone trying any sleight of hand.

"Brother Bin, how is it that such words sound so bone-chilling when they come out of your mouth?" I looked at Wang Bin speechlessly.

The girl reached out to touch the hem of Fu Lihua's skirt. Could she have lost control of her bladder from fright? Or was she just drenched in sweat?

"Didn't your sister say that this world is determined by the strong?" Tang Yuan's lips curved slightly, concealing a hint of disdain.

All of these were toxins accumulated over the past half-month and more. Ever since crossing the Xinzhou border, his heart had not relaxed for a single day, especially during those dozen days at Gourd Mouth, which felt like walking a tightrope over a cliff.

Ji Wuqing had no intention of stopping his actions. Xue Xue, kissed into a state of bewilderment and passion, suddenly grew annoyed. She forcefully pushed him down onto the bed, lowered her head, and bit him twice on the neck.

"Impossible, this must be an exception," Zhan Chongxiao said, shaking his head, evidently shocked as well.

"My father also passed away many years ago." As someone sharing the same sorrow, I could deeply empathize with the pain of losing a family member.

Antonio knew full well the might of the Han army and chose to defend the city from within, not daring to sally forth. The Han army surrounded all four gates and began preparations for a siege.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, when Ji Wuqing uttered those words, a lingering sweetness bloomed in her heart, akin to the pleasant mood after eating a sweet pastry. Because of his words, her spirits soared.

The soldiers sleeping in the tents were startled awake by the desperate, shrill cries and hurriedly put on their gear. Within the span of just a few breaths, the flames had already spread.

"Thank goodness," Ren Cheng thought to himself. Seeing that Ren Yue was unharmed, he whispered, "Shall we cremate Eldest Brother? That will make it easier to bring him home." Fearing Ren Yue might disagree, his voice was exceptionally low.

Wang彦 stared at the bathtub for a long time, but when he turned his head, he discovered that Duguan Mei'er had already gotten up and was in the midst of removing her clothes.

The sky had already darkened, and the setting sun had dyed the river's surface a searing orange-yellow. It looked deceptively beautiful yet fraught with hidden undercurrents—something to be admired from afar, never touched.

"There's no need to be so nervous. The items are on the yacht; no one is going to take them. Besides, even if they were taken, it's useless since I signed my name. Furthermore, they are in triplicate, and Queller and the others have copies too. It's fine," Zhuang Yi said.

As the principal guest and a Duchess of the highest first rank, Lady Zhuo naturally sat at the host table. The other madresses sharing her table were likewise women of high status and noble rank.

However, President Li was well aware that President Wu had sought him out specifically regarding that plot of land. Yet, he had already made arrangements with Young Master Quan, and the contracts had already been drafted.