Volume One, Chapter 11: Your Majesty, You’ve Misunderstood Me

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At first, she had accepted Xu Nuo so easily because she did not know his identity. Later, when she found out, he openly stated that he had no connection with his family. Su Yinzhen was different. From the moment he appeared, he was a favored son of heaven, endowed with such a unique and privileged status that instinctively made her want to protect him.

He glanced back with a hint of worry, seeing Tian Yi hunched over, sprinting wildly ahead. Turning forward again, he quickened his pace, feeling that something was amiss, that something was missing. Yet, in such a harsh and dangerous situation, he did not immediately realize that Lu Jie had fallen behind the group.

Li Chen’s eyes held a deep gaze as he looked at her, his smile fading slightly. “So, what are your plans now? Will you develop your career here or return to England?” When he mentioned the last two words, his voice grew somewhat strained.

Perhaps after seeing the true nature of the matter, or perhaps suddenly enlightened, Xia Guohao and Lin Shufen, after much contemplation, declined their son’s goodwill and processed their retirement paperwork together, leaving the factory.

As time went on, they all gradually grew up, and the family legacy became the earnest hope of everyone—especially her.

“You’re so cunning, are you really a fox in disguise?” Diana turned back and scolded playfully.

While they were speaking, under Wu Yonghuai’s instructions, the shop assistants had already cleaned and polished the set of Yunlong teapots belonging to Zhu Kexin, carefully placing them in a delicate box lined with a soft sea sponge.

However, Xia Haoran felt no regret at all—only boundless joy. Today, he had finally resolved his parents’ problems! Although he didn’t know whether leading them onto the path of cultivation was good or bad, ensuring their health from now on was more important than anything.

Jiang Minghui knew the villa was no longer a problem, but he still felt uneasy inside. Despite repeatedly affirming himself as an atheist, having witnessed these supernatural entities that should not exist in the world, his worldview was about to be shaken once more.

Generally, when someone’s voice suddenly rises by dozens of decibels while speaking, it means what follows is either very important or about to erupt completely.

“Yes, the marshal has been hit by an arrow. His condition is not optimistic. The military doctors say the arrow is too close to his heart, so they dare not remove it rashly.”

Although he discovered it, he did not expose her in public. Was it a decision to keep her secret?

The night wind blew sharply, making his eyes sting. He finally stopped, leaning against a streetlamp, closing his eyes in pain.

***

Outside the room, the secret communication of enemy ghosts in battle had reached a critical point. After much thought, I took out my phone and decided to call Zhang Niren.

Although she admitted that Shi Xian’s appearance was indeed outstanding—sometimes even dazzling to her.

Qin Zhiyuan felt a sharp pain in his head. Flashbacks came in fragments, awakening him suddenly as he sat upright.

Xu Zhiheng hesitated, took out a box of medicine from his hands, and awkwardly refused to hand it to Milo.

Later, she actually fell in love with the blind, lame disabled man in the village. I thought it was to spite me, but it turned out she truly no longer liked me.

“I don’t want to hear these excuses. I just know I’ve become the biggest joke in J City. What do you intend to do now?” Situ Teng paced the room, his anger growing.

Along the way, they encountered no danger and unwittingly grew complacent. But this place was different from before—here grew the Zhuohua fruit, so how could it escape the watchful eyes of fierce creatures?

“I feel a bit cold. Should we find somewhere to warm up?” Wang Yuan asked Tang Xiao.

“Damn! They even removed the battering ram. That’s really professional,” Allen said speechlessly after checking. Everything inside the big clock had been dismantled, and all noise-making components were thrown onto the ground.

Qin Moyu smiled: “It’s just to help Elder Ye Nan deal with some people. How could I afford to buy the Seven-Colored Longevity Fruit? Haven’t you noticed there are only four bidders left now?” Hearing this, the three others realized the matter and nodded silently.

“If you discover a sleepwalker, maintain a distance of at least five meters. Try to cause pain from that distance—ideally, hit the sleepwalker’s head. Splashing cold water on their face also works,” Allen continued.

The seals guarding these Zhu fruits were set by the Yan Ant tribe and were not powerful. Qin Moyu effortlessly broke the seals, and under Chen Yan’s guidance, countless Zhu fruits poured forth like a rushing river.

Tian Yi put down what he was holding, swallowed hard. His chest ached as he felt pain for himself and for her.

***

All the beasts looked toward the piece of jade cupped in the Silver Fox King’s palm, puzzled. How could a simple jade stone make the Silver Fox King so uneasy, restless in his sleep? It was strange indeed.

Yet, in his final moment, he died with regret because he knew his sacrifice was in vain—nothing was more suffocating than dying without even hurting a single hair on his opponent.

Li Fusheng’s home was located in the center of Phantom City. Although Phantom City was backward, his residence was remarkably luxurious.

“If you want to retreat, then retreat!” Ma Chao wiped the blood from his face and didn’t even glance at the battalion commander. “I’m going to see how Ma Dai is doing!” Saying this, he urged his horse toward the west city gate.

Originally the ultimate skill of the Thunder Demon Emperor, now used against his son—such a reversal was unimaginable to anyone.

Using the excuse that “the guest rooms at home are under renovation,” she was tossed into Han Jinming’s room.

“That’s natural. Although it’s to test your endurance and reaction, the main purpose is to open your body’s major acupoints to allow your internal energy to flow at its maximum!” the Evil Lord explained.

Without hesitation, he quickly entered the medical room, cradled the deeply sleeping Gu Qianqian in his arms, and headed toward the villa’s bedroom.

Her legs suddenly weakened, and she collapsed hard to the ground. Her hands clenched tightly beside her legs, trembling uncontrollably.