Volume 1, Chapter 40: More Trouble Brewing
Li Yaowen fell into deep thought. This statement was indeed reasonable; the Song family currently lacked capability, and if this sum of money fell into their hands, they might not be able to keep it.
However, did she truly donate all of it to this White Cloud Temple as Song Ci claimed? She found it somewhat hard to believe, and even suspected whether Song Ci had secretly found an excuse to keep the silver for herself.
"You brainless fool! Since you donated all of it, why didn't you keep some? I am going to be infuriated to death! You truly are a good-for-nothing, long in hair but short in insight!"
Old Madam Song vented her anger thoroughly, but no matter how much she fussed, roared, or threw tantrums, the silver was truly gone.
The remaining fine silks, satins, gold, and jade jewelry could not be used either. After venting for a while...
Passing by a shop, Savi got out of the car under the pretext of buying food. After casually purchasing some snacks, Savi and Hill sat together to eat. During this time, Savi intentionally touched Hill's hand, and instantly, a series of images rushed into Savi's mind.
"You've been paying a bit too much attention to them lately! Aren't you afraid of being discovered by them? If you are discovered, the game is over!" Qing Che wore an alluring smile, leaning his entire body against the dark shadow as if he had no bones.
Even if one possessed overwhelming power, could manipulate the imperial court for a time, and could alter the fates of millions with a single casual word, one still absolutely lacked the ability to change history.
Centuries ago, before the vampire clan had declined to its current state, a visionary elder within the clan proposed the theory of racial extinction. He believed that if the clan continuously failed to resolve its reproductive issues, it would not be long before the vampire family, which had endured for millennia, would perish.
Luo Cheng wept unceasingly. At this moment, in his heart, apart from his younger sister, nothing else mattered. The overwhelming emotion of regaining what was once lost found its release, and Luo Cheng unconsciously tightened his embrace, as if wanting to completely melt Luo Fu into his very body.
After all, Li Kui's appearance was far too recognizable. The prefect of Cangzhou believed that as long as the entire city was sealed off and a carpet search was conducted, capturing Li Kui alive should not prove difficult.
Ten minutes later, the dark clouds in the sky began to disperse, the raindrops turned into a fine drizzle, the wind began to subside, and the thunder and lightning vanished completely before anyone even realized it.
The Second Young Master Zhang stated that he would dispatch more manpower to search the entire city for the whereabouts of the Shadow Hero, and even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he would rescue the Shadow Hero.
This was clearly intended to trap people by making it impossible for them to act. Who would carry such a massive amount of currency around with them for no reason?
Of course, not everyone had changed. Among them, one remained unchanged, their heart filled with hatred. Yet facing Roland's cruelty, they naturally dared not voice any accusations of making trouble. They could only pretend to have changed. They did not care; he did not intend to stay here forever, nor would he overlap too much with these people.
Taohua supported Ah Jiu into the inner chamber to change clothes, while the Dowager Empress and Lanyue stared fixedly at the door curtain of the inner chamber, terrified of missing the exact moment Ah Jiu emerged.
They continued to act as willfully as before, forgetting that previously every action had been taken without regard for consequences. Now, the slightest misstep would cost them their lives.
As for the Lu family, they must have betrayed the Nine Princes' Manor long ago, which was why they accepted this fact so calmly, or perhaps they were eager for Zhao Xi's downfall to come sooner.
Wuwang Valley was in the very midst of spring, with flowers of every description competing in beauty. Trees laden with cherry fruits bowed low under the weight of their branches.
"I only hope that in the future they can find husbands after their own hearts, not asking for great wealth and nobility, but simply peace of mind." If possible, Madam Min even hoped to find someone inferior to the Lu family, so that the Lu family could still offer protection to the two of them.
Ye Qingcheng had no desire to stay any longer. The appearance of Mo Youshen had already thrown her heart into chaos, and she had to leave this place immediately, then figure out a way to shake him off.
"Is that so? Perhaps you stayed a bit too long in Yiren Pavilion today, and happen to resemble her so closely."
Because their movements lacked standardization, several boys who had fallen in a tangled, crooked heap huddled their heads together. Although their lips were already covered in dust, they still could not help complaining.
"Aunt-Grandmother has already broached the matter to the Marquis, and in a few days, my eldest brother will come to the residence to stay for a couple of days." Li Xu stopped right there, the implication being self-evident.
Alive, yet left with only hatred—nothing but hatred, that endless hatred, that hatred profound enough to eclipse all else. Hating the heavens, hating the earth, hating all living beings, hating everything in this mortal world. Only hatred remained, nothing but hatred. Her soul was gone, everything she was was gone, leaving only hatred, endless hatred, towering hatred.
Anyone could hear the sarcasm in Qiao Qingxiu's tone, and the warm atmosphere instantly plunged to freezing point. The Qiao family village youths surrounding Zhan Ting all wore expressions of awkwardness mixed with perplexity; though they dared not speak much more with Zhan Ting, the look of joyous intimacy in their eyes remained entirely unchanged.
Although these four men were dressed in casual civilian attire, they exuded a formidable aura, their every gesture seemingly schooled in rigorous training.
She opened the brocade pouch at her waist and released the golden Gu worm. The venomous insect bit the soldiers, and they instantly collapsed to the ground unconscious. Yet the enemy forces were too numerous; a batch fell, but still more rushed forward.
Had Lin Menghan not already consumed the Soul-Depriving Spiritual Liquid? That being the case, why was she still able to awaken her divine soul?
From behind came the successive sounds of car doors slamming shut. Ning Qiaoqiao looked back and realized that Yu Shaohan's men had also been brought here.
"As you please!" Lan Nicole said directly, hanging up the phone without even a polite farewell. Her personality was truly frosty and aloof.
"Everyone, return to your respective quarters. Xiyer, you stay behind." Chu Lingxiao gazed at Chu Yunxi with a complex look in his eyes.
Such a major incident had occurred within Prince Duan's Manor, resulting even in the death of a senior matron most valued by the Dowager Empress. Feng Qingcheng and Qu Lianxiu had no choice but to enter the palace to confess their faults to the Dowager Empress.
She, Lan Nicole, was never a benevolent soul to begin with. Although she was a physician, she lacked that sacred calling of saving the dying and healing the wounded, because deep in her heart, not everyone was worthy of being saved.