38. An Outrageous Mother-in-Law

When Si Yun saw Cheng Ruyi, she felt a sense of familiarity, though she could not place where they had met. As the woman drew closer and Si Yun took in her attire, she felt a bit numb.

Ji Hanxiao cleared his throat and spoke. "Second-hand, bought for the sake of vanity."

If it were a fission event, there was no explosion, no high temperature, and no fire.

Seven days later, when the gates of the Donglin Fortress are opened, Ying Que’s Imperial Expeditionary Army may well have already secured victory and reclaimed the capital of the Dongyi Empire.

After all, beyond the status of Sun Xuegui and his contributions to society, the upcoming announcement of the clinical trial results is bound to spark even greater public debate.

A single lamp burned at the entrance of the building, casting a dim, murky light. She sat on a discarded wooden stool nearby, waiting. Su Can did not care to acknowledge her, and liked even less being asked about her affairs.

All the soldiers reversed their blades, held them against their shields in a gesture of salute, and bowed to Ye Tian.

Though this brazen method of demanding money was despicable, he still had to give Wang Linfeng some silver dollars.

"If you don't save me, just kill me. But if I survive, I will never spare you," Huo Changchuan threatened viciously.

Her mother, Lin Wan, wore her black hair in a short cut and preferred black office attire; she was always neat and tidy, dressed only in black and white.

He had thought that with his wealth of modern knowledge, he could surely swindle a large group of followers, enter the imperial court, rise to the highest office, and eventually don the yellow robe to reach the pinnacle of life.

If it were just himself, he wouldn't mind dying after killing Cao Cao, but with Jiang Feng in tow, he could not afford to be so reckless.

"Indeed, the harvest has been bountiful, and your concerns were not in vain," Tang Manman felt incredibly at ease.

Despite the pain in his hand causing him to scream uncontrollably and his body to twist into the shape of a shrimp, the ferocity on his face did not diminish in the slightest as he glared viciously at Lin Xiao.

The key was that the force of this single punch alone made every bone in his body ache with agony, nearly knocking the wind out of him.

Ren Si turned her head to the side, looking meaningfully at the happily frolicking Xuanye in the distance. She did not go over to say anything to him; if she told this naive "little brother," he would surely grab her hand and insist on following her the entire way.

After all, she had just clashed with Director Chen in front of so many people, and the director still showed no signs of wanting to bow to her.

The Arena is a venue established by the system for duels. Players can pay a certain fee to enter and issue challenges, either against other players or NPCs.

"Look, look! The comments below are all saying how good-looking I am," Yang Kan hurriedly opened the comments, showing them off to Lin Ge with a smug air.

Aside from those who had fled or died, the surrounding neighbors all held the man in high esteem. Yet, before even stepping out of the ward, some were already calling him a man who abandoned morality for profit. Princess Hezheng could not bring herself to repeat the even uglier things they said.

Lacking a sense of security is why one constantly seeks to grasp at money. The source of this insecurity lies in a twisted state of mind. I do not know why I believed in this absurd, self-directed delusion; perhaps the emotional turmoil forced me to believe it.

Li Longji was just about to speak when the sound of water rippled—Xiao Jiangyuan was walking toward the edge of the pool. He did not say anything more, but suddenly, a loud crash echoed, as if something had collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, even if the other party suspected him, it wouldn't matter, as Zhang Hao had nothing on him besides his identification, and nothing else worthy of suspicion. However, the thought of not knowing when Long Batian might return gave Zhang Hao a headache.

The fat manager had calmed down by now. He dared not issue any more orders; if a command of his caused the customer to fall, he would be the one stuck with the blame.