Volume One, Chapter 53: Find Out Which Room Shen Shuhe Is Staying In

As Jasmine’s voice trailed off, everyone present turned their gaze toward Owen.
Wen Yu crossed her arms and cast a cold glance.
"Uncle Owen, you were truly in the wrong today. Hurry up and apologize to Aunt Wen!"
Owen wore a bewildered expression.
She had simply been looking for Liu Bai regarding a matter, but upon hearing about the Jade Cabbage, her curiosity got the better of her and she couldn't resist stepping inside.
Chen Chao held merely the status of a guest official—an empty title with no actual position—and thus had no need to participate in affairs of state.
Crimson muttered under her breath, a look of indignation on her face, clearly very unhappy with Qin Yi’s arrangement.
Disregarding conventional etiquette, and with the dual purpose of celebrating a lifelong milestone and promoting a new batch of wine, Chen Chao personally greeted guests at the estate gates.
Only after unconsciously displaying the charm fruit to its fullest extent did he realize that the charm fruit was no joke, and that all of this was dead serious; this tale of beauty truly was something rather formidable.
Fortunately, the might of the Pure Yang Sword Formula had already dissipated; unfortunately, the space's self-stabilization generated immense pressure.
Jin An glanced down at Lin Qinghe’s feet, which were fair and tender, and then looked at his own, noticing the thick calluses on the soles.
Of course, these were merely the musings of a wandering recluse of the mountains and wilds. The path of cultivation possessed a thousand great avenues and ten thousand methods, with immortal gates, immortal mansions, immortal grottoes, immortal mountains, and immortal islands each holding their own interpretations of the mysteries, while jealously guarding their own insights, making a true unified synthesis difficult.
"Kaisa, you have intervened time and time again; isn't that rather unfair?" Chen Buyi said with considerable anger.
Amidst various lighthearted guesses and playful chatter, Chen Long stood quietly to the side, keeping his lips sealed. He had already roughly guessed what was truly depicted within the painting.
"In this Qingshui City, which body of water is the most famous? Where do the most people go for leisure boating?" Jin Yue inquired.
At first, Heyun Shen was extremely resistant, feeling that newborn babies were all quite ugly, but after seeing them more often, he gradually learned to distinguish which ones looked good and which ones did not.
Led by Inspecting Official Zhang, accompanied by a handsome and aristocratic youth, they walked toward the entrance of the public hall with their guards.
Yet, thrusting her chest forward and saying, "Yes, do you want another bite?"—that wasn't it either; she felt thoroughly awkward.
Rumei took a sip of water, but before she could even swallow it down, she spat it out again. Clutching her chest, she felt a profound sense of stifling oppression.
Su Yao glanced down at her short skirt. Though she hadn't felt anything was amiss initially, she now found herself feeling uneasy under his gaze, and instinctively tugged at the hem with her left fingers.
As soon as the two of them left, Han Yi could no longer suppress the injuries within his body. He vomited a large mouthful of fresh blood, his complexion turning deathly pale.
In truth, the moment Wen Yang realized that Yin He had completely cut off all of his avenues of retreat, he had already given up—giving up on trying to explain things to Yin Yinge, and giving up on begging for even a sliver of a chance at survival from Yin Yinge's hands.
Although the Caucasian man had been stabbed in the abdomen by the sword spirit, fortunately, the blade had not penetrated deeply—only about two inches. After fleeing back and receiving bandaging, he was largely out of danger. The black man had also recovered after a round of treatment. Together, the two of them followed the main force of mercenaries to sweep the area and hunt down Xiao Tao and the others.
Yue He was a notoriously incorruptible judge in Linzhou Province. Pan Changlin deeply admired Yue He's character and longed to have a conversation and shake hands with him, hoping for an opportunity to establish a connection.
"Alright, let's go. Let's look around and see if there are any undamaged secret rooms or shelters here!" Wang Hui glanced at Feng Yuting and spoke.
"Hmph, we have old debts unsettled and new grievances arising. The first time I let you slip away with injuries, you've only grown bolder, actually daring to meddle in my family affairs." The sinister voice of Birthmark Liu burrowed into Junjie's eardrums, making his entire body crawl. Sure enough, he had come to settle scores over Ninth Sister's affair, Junjie thought to himself.