Volume One, Chapter 36: Give Me a Chance to Take Care of You

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“Really? What kind of filling is it?” Mother Zhuang took it at once and examined it carefully before asking.

So we began taking turns saying goodbye to him. I earnestly told “Shanshan” to cherish one another and not let her sincerity be hurt. “Shanshan” agreed. At the same time, she asked where I was going next. I replied that I would wander around Xuancheng for a while, and might go home either today or tomorrow.

He felt that all his years of striving had lost their meaning. Especially when he thought of how the results he had fought so desperately to obtain were effortlessly within the other person’s reach, he even began to feel that life itself had lost its meaning.

“No, no. How could that be?” Zhao Xiang was terribly embarrassed as well. He had thought that he and Lin Xiang were finished, and had been preparing to leave this sorrowful place, never expecting that, by some twist of fate, there might still be room for things to turn around.

Le Sheng had heard a few rumors, but he too was a player who followed the path of chivalry, so he knew far less than Jiang Wan’er did.

His heartbeat began to grow stronger, his breathing steadied, and every reaction in his body started developing in a favorable direction.

High above them, an enormous energy-storage crystal lamp illuminated the entire open space. It was hard to imagine that Anfen possessed such a startling underground facility—and that it was merely a venue for gladiatorial combat.

“Hey, Schiller! Never thought I’d run into you here!” Henson deliberately went over to greet the man. When the others from the Forest Wolves saw that Henson knew Schiller’s name, they assumed the two were acquainted and did not ask any further questions.

It was much like how Noah had scored twenty or more points in several playoff games this year, yet no one would treat him as a scorer. Thus, when defending him, the opposing team assigned him the lowest priority.

The design should look more or less like the tuft of grass on the head of Village Chief Slow Goat. Judging from the released sketches, it ought to look quite attractive sitting atop the head. The only question was how much Polaris planned to charge for it.

For one thing, she would no longer be bored. For another, she could keep Mu Sha company and help her through this difficult period.

Daoist Wang Yi picked up several stones from the ground and tossed them into the pit. Then he said he needed to borrow some of my blood to break the illusion used by those ghost-raisers.

More importantly, from Xiang Dingtian and Xiang Moyan’s words, Xiang Tianci discerned something: her grandfather and father had clearly guessed what she had done, and, based on her actions, concluded that she was very much like her mother.

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Prince Qing ordered someone to summon A-Xin and investigate the matter. The guards searched the entire room, and indeed, the ring was nowhere to be found.

Were all the imperial grandsons raised in this palace truly so deeply awed by the Empress Dowager—including Gantang, who was always clinging to her and seemed to adore her with the devotion of a child?

There was no longer any smile in her eyes either. He was being serious, and no one dared defy him when he was serious.

When Seventh Aunt heard that, her mouth fell open and would not close. Two hundred yuan was an enormous sum—when she had just divined for those elderly people, each red envelope had contained only one yuan and twenty cents. Now someone had suddenly given her a red envelope worth two hundred yuan, practically the price of a fat pig. How could she not be frightened?

Yun Shan was deeply moved. Inwardly, he swore that he would serve as a good official and live as a good man. One day, when he had made something of himself, he would surely repay his cousin’s and cousin’s wife’s great kindness.

Wang Bu’er was too impatient to wait for Bian Jiang to come looking for him, so he went to see Wang Bu’er today instead.

Mao Leyan sat dejectedly in a chair. Whenever she thought of Prince Qing trapped in the dungeon, her heart felt as though it were being roasted over a fire.

After unleashing a succession of fierce blows, Xia Ye was somewhat exhausted and out of breath. He was just considering easing the pressure when Lu Lingxi’s shout reached his ears.

He glanced stealthily at Shan Wushuang and relaxed only after seeing no sign of rejection on her face. All he could do was pray inwardly that Fourth Sister would not take things too far.

“The clan has made progress in its search for the thing you were asked to find. It is hidden somewhere in the capital,” the man suddenly said.

Ten knife coins were expensive, but a hundred portions were hardly anything. When those who had hesitated saw the street stall being packed away, they began regretting that they had not been more decisive. Thus, they came early the next morning to wait.

As if to confirm their suspicions, blue patterns of light suddenly flickered somewhere in the darkness, dense and tightly packed, spreading across an astonishingly vast area.

By the time she came back to herself, Lin Yichen and the man had already begun chatting. Their familiar tone suggested that they had known each other for a very long time.

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She had gone there intending to reason with him calmly, but after barely two sentences, Lu Jianfeng lost patience, shoved her aside, and charged in.

Xia Yang was her son. Although she did not know the exact details, her instincts told her that her son was in the right.

“Tell me—what will it take for you to leave my sister? You two are not right for each other!” Second Brother propped one hand against the wall, ran the other through the few fluffy strands of hair atop his head, and snarled viciously.

Today was Saturday. Early that morning, Miyashiro Kanade had already boarded the bullet train and set out for this place, while Suzuki had arrived ahead of time to wait for him.

Though he was hundreds of thousands of miles from the great formation, Luo Yunyang could already sense that his body had been sealed by an invisible force.

Lin Yu walked through the gap between the cubicles. He made his way by memory to the general manager’s office. The chairs in the corridor had not yet been removed; perhaps more university students would be coming for interviews tomorrow.

When Xuan Xuan saw Su Yu questioning him, his expression immediately darkened. He raised his voice, a smug look spreading across his face.

The first emotion that surged through her was sorrow. The man she had always regarded as noble and pure—could he really stand by and watch her either be poisoned to death or drown?

He left not the slightest scrap of a powerful man’s dignity intact. But when it came to preserving his life, Blackbeard was still capable of abandoning something like a dream.

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