Volume 1, Chapter 63: Should I Tell Him?

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What is a beginning and what is an ending? Perhaps this is both a contradictory and natural existence.
Please do not blame me for writing slowly. Working hard every day, I don't get back until seven in the evening, and I only write in my spare time. I cannot sign contracts to make money; I am writing this for free for everyone to read, and I hope for your understanding.
A man nearing fifty walked out of the hall, his temples slightly graying, with a short beard on his lower jaw, possessing an extraordinary bearing.
She answered with a guilty conscience. After chatting for a while, they hung up the phone. Changing her clothes, she went alone to the door of her sister's residence.
Suddenly, they heard Zhao Wu let out a furious roar as he thrust his sword toward Uncle Fu. Seeing Zhao Wu charge forward, Uncle Fu let out a booming shout: "Overestimating your abilities, you are simply courting death!" As the words fell, with a swishing motion of his palm, he met Zhao Wu head-on.
As dawn broke, the Emperor went to the ancestral temple to pay homage to heaven and offer sacrifices. Within the palace, led by the Empress, everyone first paid respects to the God of Agriculture, the Water God, and the Silkworm God, praying for favorable weather for the crops throughout the Great Ming Dynasty in the coming year. They bowed in the direction of the ancestral temple from afar, and then went to pay respects to the surviving imperial concubines and Empress Dowager Yi'an.
If Guo Lin could not even get past the first path, he would have no qualification whatsoever to choose the second path. But since he had put forward this viewpoint, he had to see it through, forcing Guo Lin to retreat in the face of difficulties and wholeheartedly pursue the first path as the best option.
Guo Lin, Bai Bing, Chuxue, Liu Quansi, and Feng Zhongxiao, a party of five, walked into the convention center through the channel dedicated to participating contestants. The sun was shining brightly, and the atmosphere inside the venue was enthusiastic. Spectators stood up one after another, waving colorful flags and banners in their hands in the hope of attracting their idols' attention.
"What is wrong with you, child? Your face is so pale!" Only then did Madam Li notice that Mengzhu's hands were as cold as water.
Even though Melinda had already introduced the main members of the Starlight Mercenary Group to Lucia on the way to their encampment, upon actually seeing Emma and Lina, Lucia still could not help showing an expression of admiration.
The newcomer was presumably a person in charge within the entertainment establishment. And the young master he spoke of was bound to be Li Kai.
"Consort Shu, calm your anger," a gentle voice came over. Everyone tacitly looked in that direction. Liang Xuan approached wearing a pale yellow robe, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, adding a touch of noble aura to him.
"You did nothing wrong; perhaps I really am crazy!" To think I actually threw a punch out of impulse just seeing her with another boy.
"Could it be that they were directed by someone?" Sima Yi blurted out, casting an even heavier shadow of gloom in everyone's hearts.
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On ordinary days, this place was extremely desolate, but today it had grown lively. Countless figures of martial artists flashed across the ground, plunging into the depths of the Black Rock Mountain Range.
"Mother, do not worry. For a long time, I have brought you shame, but today, everything will change!" Bai Fenghua turned back and said these low yet resolute words to Xue Rou'er, who was also momentarily stunned.
I tightly bound my suit around my wound. Fortunately, the stab was not very deep; otherwise, the bleeding probably would not have stopped.
Ma Rong's pale face made Xuanxuan's heart ache deeply. In truth, she was also at fault for being too impulsive that day.
Lady Cui agreed. When Shen Wan looked at the expressions of the two women again, one looked sorrowful, while the other appeared somewhat unnatural.
This situation was somewhat similar to Wenren Weiyang's black dragon body, both making it difficult to utilize the fists and kicks one excelled at in reality.
Li Jie was somewhat puzzled. Put that way, did Odin know Thor's current situation or not?
Indeed, the Night Watch organization had utilized a fraction of official authority; for the past few days, Xianhua Mountain had been sealed off, and ordinary people were forbidden to enter.
Xu Jue cared deeply about the interview questions; such a good thing as getting paid immediately after an interview had to be clarified.
Sage Yan and Sage Zhao watched all this with considerable interest, their gazes lingering on Yang Chenzhi the longest.
"You!" The Great Serpent pointed a trembling hand at Li Jie. Trembling all over with rage and struggling to breathe, a sweetness welled up in his throat, and with a "Blech!", he spat a mouthful of fresh blood before passing out from sheer anger.
Compared to them, Liu Changsheng, who ranked third, currently only had a little over two hundred points. As for those ranked behind him, they were even more wretched, all stuck in the one-hundred-plus range. Clearly, they had not exchanged for anything of value, and some had not managed to exchange at all.
After coming to this world, Ma Feifei had been very mindful of karmic cause and effect. He did not want to accept a gift from Qin Shi Huang only to find himself in trouble later if the emperor came looking for him—that would be awkward.
The other twelve soldiers also immediately separated, falling into a single file while grasping thick iron chains. They waited only for the Grand Governor and his party to pass before immediately hauling up the drawbridge to cut off the impending onslaught of the Shu army.
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Unfortunately, no matter how long Ma Feifei tried to communicate with Yun Qingyang using his mind, she showed no reaction whatsoever.
An aged voice came from behind the troops. The soldiers parted a way, and Lü Tu, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch and guarded by various generals, slowly walked over.
Hou Zizhen was so angry he almost vomited blood. At that moment, he had the urge to kill Zipu a hundred times over, but thinking that Zipu was his eldest nephew's confidant, he had no choice but to swallow his boundless annoyance and bitterness deep into his stomach.
Hearing that Xu Kuan had come to the estate, he had hurried back in a rush. Yet Xu Kuan had managed to succeed after all, getting to see Ning Jie. And upon coming in, what else had he witnessed?
Fortunately, he had purposely splashed the wine in a fit of rage just now. By speaking this way now, it should dispel their suspicions, making them think he had splashed Beiming Xue simply because he was furious.
Subsequently, the group went to the bounty hunters' stronghold once again and accepted a few quests to search for spiritual herbs.
The people who had simply followed along without knowing why stood bewildered at the entrance of the mall, stopping dead in their tracks.
Some were dressed very formally, while others wore casual attire. Yet with just a casual glance, Ma Feifei could tell that not a single one of them had a simple background.
Gu Ruochen was suddenly in an exceptionally good mood. Yan Xue's words, "We will grow old together slowly," possessed a strength surpassing that of a thousand armies, filling him with boundless joy.
Seeing that Qi had obtained enormous benefits from Zheng with merely a few words, the other three states immediately turned green with envy. Coincidentally, news arrived that Duke Cheng of Zheng had died and the political situation in Zheng was in turmoil, so the three states immediately took action, preparing to carve up Zheng.
"Hahaha, alright, you may go back first. Study your craft well; your grandfather is fine here. If anything truly happens, I will surely send someone to fetch you." Old Li was still smiling heartily, looking quite satisfied.
"This is a pretty good story to spread about the saber-toothed cat and our ancestors sharing a battle camaraderie that transcended mere friendship!" Orca curled his lips. He clearly did not believe that the saber-toothed cat could spontaneously develop intelligence.
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