There is no need for you to meddle in this blindly!

Qin Ze held Song Xixi tightly, using every ounce of his strength, terrified that the moment he loosened his grip, she would vanish into thin air.

He spoke softly, "Xixi, don't be sad. You are not alone. I am here, I have always been here..."

At that moment, Song Xixi felt utterly exhausted in both body and mind. The accumulated pressure of countless days and nights washed over her all at once like a raging tide, completely submerging her. No longer able to suppress the agony within her heart, she finally let go.

Xie Ting looked at Bi Xin without speaking, wearing an expression that seemed to see right through her. Bi Xin had no desire to drag the matter out any longer anyway, since she intended to sell to Yifeng. However, before that, she still wanted to meet Xiao Yi. To be honest, she deeply admired Xiao Yi; in this era, being able to export domestic goods overseas and achieve such explosive popularity was a rare feat indeed.

Had it not been for Luo Qi's otherworldly advantages, he would have been caught up to long ago. Tanjiro had already mastered all the forms of Water Breathing, though he might not always be able to execute them smoothly in actual combat.

Then, he cast his gaze toward the right. Both Becky and Hawkins did the same, and the surrounding onlookers turned their heads along with them.

"Just look at the Ming army nowadays, from generals down to ordinary soldiers. They are terrified of fighting, yet when it comes to bullying ordinary citizens, every single one of them is an expert. How can this even be considered an army? They are even worse than bandits—at least most bandits do not prey upon the common people," Zhu Hao said with a hint of indignation.

"Young Master, do you really intend to let these two enter the city first to pillage and plunder?" Li Zicheng asked, feeling deeply unreconciled.

"We had an agreement from the start. If I found a way for you to acquire ten drops of spiritual liquid, I would take five for myself. Surely you aren't thinking of going back on your word?" Han Hao's expression darkened, his murderous intent spilling into the air.

Fang Yi offered guidance, and with a single point of his finger, a surging river of Thunder Immortal Flame erupted from his fingertip.

After finalizing the partnership with Hu Run, Yifeng Group officially entered the real estate industry, and their first step was to build residential quarters for employees. Xiao Yi had his own unique vision for these staff quarters, incorporating elevators and property management services—neither of which were included in standard real estate designs at the time.

Feng Yuan's face was flushed with shame and anger. Having fled from the ancestral grounds of the Phoenix clan, her cultivation journey was already fraught with difficulty, compounded by countless powerful pursuers attempting to capture her and reduce her to a mere mount.

Luo Yucai sat in the main hall, frowning as he stared at the letter for help in his hand. Known by the nickname Cao Cao, he was around thirty years of age, with fair skin and a shrewd demeanor, making him one of the more strategic and broad-minded figures among the peasant rebel leaders.

"Damn it." Bruce anxiously grabbed his wooden paddle and began to row desperately, while the sailors rallied to man the oars as well.

Wang Luchao gently swayed his folding fan, his gaze falling upon the curtain that blocked his view, carrying a hint of profound meaning in his eyes.

Setting aside his family background, he possessed many merits of his own; yet with family background as his most prominent asset, all else seemed to pale in comparison.

A sense of defeat washed over Liu Shiyan like an octopus, wrapping its tentacles bit by bit around his body, climbing up his shoulders, and gripping his throat. The moment those four words fell upon his ears, his physical shell shattered completely.

If she truly belonged to the Austin family, how had she ended up drifting into China and being found by an ordinary couple?

"I-is that so?" Yolanda asked, somewhat at a loss. Working in a noble household was an extraordinary opportunity; it meant she could escape the impoverished and grueling life of a serf.

Shen Liangyi sniffled hard, turning her head to look at the gloomy, overcast sky outside the window, and paid no more attention to Shen Liuxuan.

With that, he handed Gu Nansheng a package wrapped in brown kraft paper and strode away.

Though functioning as a spy, having stayed in Jun Ci's household for so long, it had been imbued with certain capabilities. Often mingling with the piano, it had also come to understand some of the instrument's essence.

"Boom..." An aura belonging to a Douzun erupted fiercely from Han Yue's body, violently slamming toward Hong Chen and the other elite experts of the Hong family.

The water was pitch black. Although it was not deep, the absence of light within the ancient tomb meant that one could barely distinguish anything with the naked eye. He released all eight of his fine silken threads, and the underwater landscape instantly became crystal clear.

Furthermore, the Simuwu Ding possessed a major flaw: those who wished to buy it lacked the financial means—such as Wu Bao—while those with wealth had no desire to own it, as no one could tolerate having a somewhat ugly, three-to-four-hundred-catty bronze vessel squatting inside their home.

Moreover, every time she chatted with Zhuge Liang, his end would display "the other party is typing...", bringing Ruan Meng an inexplicable sense of comfort.

Her exact age was difficult to determine. From the smile at the corners of her mouth and eyes down to her demeanor, she already exuded the air of a fading beauty. While not breathtakingly gorgeous, her presence was both graceful and noble.

Even if Qi Xuyao's mother had done things she ought not to have, flies do not bite uncracked eggs. If Qi Zhiyuan had not erred in the past, how could Qi Xuyao have ever existed? Could Qi Xuyao choose his own birth? Why must these adults continually fixate on him and force him into a dead end?

Seeing that the intended effect had been achieved, Zhao Yicai reined in his aura, instantly transforming back into the detached, ethereal, and transcendent youth he had been before. Such a drastic transformation left the members of the Han family feeling as though they were dreaming.

"Confess on your own terms," Ji Yanmo said with continued nonchalance, though the murderous intent in his eyes had not diminished by even a fraction.

"To be able to construct a space of this magnitude, the senior who created it back then must certainly have possessed formidable cultivation!" Upon stepping inside, the group immediately felt a gentle breeze caress their faces, bringing a sense of profound comfort.

Jin Cheng's brand was not about original songs, but rather variety show performance expertise. There was no need to stubbornly force originality.

While Ji Huanan and Shen Yunshu were flying toward Shen City with Ji Zhenzhen, back at the bustling communal courtyard of the Ji family in Shen City...

Having fought for so long, his soul was severely injured, but fortunately, he was able to devour the soul of the Crimson-Eyed Heavenly Tiger in the end, reclaiming what he had lost.

"Go on, go on," Bai Ye waved his hand dismissively. What nonsense was he spouting with Qin Yao still right here? He then shifted his gaze toward Qin Yao.

Yet, ever since Jin Cheng stopped singing, many people seemed to gradually forget how comforting it would be to have Jin Cheng's songs filmed right here. Most importantly, the lyrics of every single Jin Cheng song were deeply poetic.

You did not refuse, simply letting me hold you in silence. Fearing that you might become angry, the scales lingered long out of sight, yet I dared not utter that I missed you.

Moreover, there was a certain probability of producing the exact opposite effect. Not only did it fail to become a dark success, but it also resulted in the "never expected" being brought out into the open.

"Don't look at whether you even have the qualifications. Just like your mother, you have a cheap bone in you. Even Grandma says that people like you are bringing shame upon the Lu family just by living," Lu Nianxin said smugly.