Volume One, Chapter 31: Dividing the Meat

The blazing sun beat down on Wang Dong’s back, already soaked through with sweat, adding yet another layer of stifling heat.

"Can you tell me about that meddlesome black panther?" Lan Buyuan sidestepped the lethal broadsword and leaned in toward Hei Chang.

"Actually, I have already found the pathogen!" Xige stared fixedly at Zaitai, speaking slowly.

It was late by the time they returned to the villa. The Madam Zhuo group retreated to their respective rooms to wash up and rest. An Xueling checked on the progress of the antidote preparation; finding it nearly complete, she was overjoyed and asked Qin Zheng to notify Long Qingyuan to come and collect it tomorrow.

Xue Lingguan stepped forward, reached out with his left hand to grip Shen Yingquan’s jaw, his fingernails slowly sinking into the skin.

That evening, Gu Mingyuan called Director Cui. Failing to reach him at the office, he called his home directly; meeting He Xudong was a major event, and he certainly had to report it.

Although both his uncle and his father had contributed money for that house, it had been registered in his uncle’s name precisely to prevent people from using the property as leverage and causing unnecessary trouble for his father and grandfather.

She sneered, pulled a card from her bag, paid the bill with crisp efficiency, and walked toward the door with Xia Ying, ignoring Ye Chuchu entirely.

Furthermore, if the now-destitute Ye Changshan were to learn that Chen Xiang, the man who had caused his bankruptcy, was currently riding high, how would he react?

I couldn't help but complain, then turned back to face the vengeful spirit. The spirit seemed completely oblivious to what had just happened, while I lunged at him once again.

Subsequently, the Lin brothers, Gu Tianfeng, and Xiao Feng completed their registration and, under the stunned gaze of the person in charge, strode away.

For example, tens of thousands of people surrounding a few hundred zombies without attacking or killing them, just driving back and forth on the perimeter—"Yiling" concluded that the enemy was filled with love for the zombies and could not bear to slaughter them, only resorting to force in the end when the zombies refused to surrender.

Ever since that mad night when the bracelet was activated, her body had transcended the bounds of an ordinary human.

The house was old but clean. Since no one had lived there, it lacked many belongings, making it appear empty; the most eye-catching feature was the scratches on the wall by the window.

Madam Liu was clearly trying to hint that she should go back and sponge off the family. Having already realized this, how could she possibly be fooled?

At first, the second young master of the Zheng family would apologize to coax his wife, but after it happened too many times, he grew impatient.

At the same time, Zelager must have meticulously constructed a signal jammer, preventing the entire fleet from even sending out a distress signal. His goal was a surprise attack, total annihilation, and a display of overwhelming intimidation.

This demeanor was not something a seventeen-year-old Song Yanyi should possess. That attitude, both familiar and terrifying, sent a chill deep into Cui Yunrong’s heart.

With a grave expression, he pondered for a moment before immediately sending for Xue Erlang to inform him of the situation in Bianjing.

The lakeshore returned to tranquility, with only a gentle breeze brushing over the water, stirring circles of ripples as if silently recounting the twists and turns of the family’s inner conflicts and warmth.

"You're overthinking it. The chances of him being a hidden heir are even lower than his chances of winning the lottery!" Zhang Yao said, speechless.

Meng Feifei felt her blood running in reverse, a chilling cold creeping up her spine, her scalp tingling as if haunted by a malicious ghost.

With everyone chiming in from all sides, stories were being told with such conviction all over East Street that Old Master Xu began to grow anxious.

Just as Nanny Shao had said, the moment Old Madam Min opened her mouth, she shifted all the blame onto Yang Xiyu, claiming that Yang Xiyu had been fed and housed by the Vice Minister’s mansion, tutored by the mansion’s teachers, and yet had the audacity to set his sights on the mansion’s own maidservant.