Volume 1, Chapter 68: For a split second, she didn't dare move at all, and the color drained from her face in an instant.

Huo Sili bent down and leaned in close.

"I suddenly thought of something."

Jiang Qin's heart accelerated, barely suppressing the impulse to push the door open and run out. "What is it?"

Huo Sili looked down at her from above, his dark eyes obscure.

"Your previous decision was that after Grandma's birthday banquet, you would divorce me, right?"

Before Jiang Qin could utter a single word of confirmation.

Huo Sili gazed at her deeply and spoke.

As an old-established family, the ancestral estate of the Funakoshi family was built far more magnificently than that of the Sakura Society, and its rules were much stricter as well.

By the time Second Sister-in-law Yan finished tying the red-ground, white-flowered, gold-threaded sash, and First Sister-in-law Yan placed the groom's hat adorned with red purple peonies and embedded tassel beads of clustered pearls onto his head, the torture lasting more than two hours finally came to an end, granting him a temporary release.

With that, he walked away, his gait extremely bizarre as if he were limping, swinging from side to side and bobbing up and down in a most unnatural manner. Fang Tianmou, however, was not bluffing; his starry eyes had pierced straight through the iron barrel, clearly seeing the swaying cat's tail hidden within.

Muzi Yun's body solidified into flesh and blood, followed by a flash of light at his wrist as his entire form became entwined with lightning. Meanwhile, Quan Tianqi emerged from the independent space, clinging tightly to Muzi Yun while conjuring a spatial plane in front of him, though it remained incomplete.

Thus, he took a deep breath, composed his expression, and said solemnly, "Jiang Bo of the Youquan Sect greets Senior." His eyes remained fixed on the opponent without a single blink.

To his surprise, Toyotomi Hideaki and the others not only ignored the warning but glared at him with ferocious gazes, roaring wildly as they had completely lost their self-awareness.

The director nodded, though he remained thoroughly uneasy about Qin Ming's condition—so worried, in fact, that he almost forgot to write down the upcoming adjustments on a large placard to display to the host. It was only after Zhao Rui reminded him that the director hurriedly arranged for someone to make the placard.

Zi Lingtian stopped in the distance, having no intention of removing the Thunder Demon Armor he wore. Whoever came looking for trouble would be exterminated without exception; if the entire city's population came looking for trouble with him, he wouldn't mind slaughtering the city, as it wouldn't be his first time.

Yet on that person's chest hung a badge shimmering with three stars, and their aura was far more powerful than his own.

Funakoshi Kitato was far away in Wa, and although Yunfei held some leverage, the situation had essentially slipped beyond his control.

Three days later, the spiritual energy continuously entering his body gradually calmed down, and his wounds healed automatically, accompanied by a faint aura of Golden Core coercion.

These were the people who had entered ages ago in search of the truth, their physical bodies long since decayed to dust. Only stray ethereal souls still wandered the God Prison world, unable to leave.

Chu Fei's brows furrowed deeply. Without lifting a hand to stop the fight, he simply slapped the scabbard with his palm, and his long sword leaped out with a flash of lightning that vanished in an instant.

As the biological mother of the Crown Prince, namely Lady Li, the Imperial Noble Consort of Emperor Longqing, she was well aware of the inner conflicts plaguing her imperial husband.

To be honest, the Dragon Mother Gold Worm entrenched within Liao Dongfeng's brain was by then no longer sufficient to resist the infiltrating thin threads. At this moment, Liao Dongfeng could also sense that the Dragon Mother Gold Worm was actively retreating, yet the thin threads did not continue their infiltration, instead halting inside his skull.

"The Meng brothers exude immense poise; I truly admire them." Not hiding his current emotions, Guan Kunhong couldn't help but smile and cup his hands toward Meng Tian, while inwardly his recognition and approval of him rose by another notch.

"Xue Haochen, you really didn't die. Very good." Mai Yuxuan looked at Meng Tian, giving a calm nod as he uttered those words.

Li Ding was a native of the Northwest, hence his reverence for the wolf totem. When he was in charge of managing and transporting military rations, he had a wolf totem embroidered onto one corner of his marching pack.

"Is this how you preserve the dignity of Jingfan Mountain?" Yang Zhexian suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice.

Muzi Qi thought precisely this: no matter how focused she was on any given matter, she could never forget the fundamental premise—who was it that provided her with such a lenient environment to do as she pleased?