Chapter 42: Acting as a Stumbling Block

-- Exotic plants are so dangerous—why is the streamer buying them?

-- Impossible to figure out, but if the streamer wants them, I’m willing to support her.

-- Be reasonable, everyone. We can’t even get rid of all the exotic plants we have. We shouldn’t make an exception just because she’s the streamer.

-- Please, don’t make such a big issue out of it, all right? From what I can see, none of the plants she’s buying are particularly dangerous. Besides, plenty of people secretly raise exotic plants themselves, don’t they?

It was not only exotic plants. Many people also kept exotic beasts.

After Dayang saw that his grandfather had agreed, he was delighted. Emperor Jing’an reminded him, “When you go back, tell your father that Grandfather invited Dayang to come see the phoenix bird, and that your father merely accompanied you.” Emperor Jing’an was still considerate of Qin Fengyi’s dignity.

“Grand Princess, having read so many Buddhist scriptures, you must have heard this: ‘Until hell is empty, I shall not become a Buddha; only after all beings have been saved will I attain enlightenment.’” He twined a strand of hair beside her ear around his fingertip, rubbing intimately against her temple and cheek.

The slender fingers of the young man held a bottle of nail polish as he carefully painted Linlang’s toenails. A vivid red slowly spread across them.

But when he saw her pitiful, pleading expression, his heart softened. He lay down beside her, then swept out an arm and pulled her into his broad, solid chest.

What kind of profound cultivation would one need to reach such a level? Chang Yanfei did not even dare imagine it.

The other person realized what was happening as well. With one hand gripping the car door, she struggled desperately to break free of his hold. She scratched and bit him, leaving bloody gashes across the young man’s shoulder blades. The wounds throbbed with numb pain, as though clusters of bloodsucking scorpions had burrowed into his back.

But he also knew that the matter was over. As for what came afterward, his elder brother would take care of everything properly. Though he occasionally felt dissatisfied, he had complete faith in his brother’s methods.

When she called him, he was in a meeting. She had cried as she spoke on the phone, and he had not really heard clearly what she was saying.

What did this signify? It meant that this city was a priceless treasure, an unparalleled marvel the likes of which had never existed before and would never appear again.

Lin Ming narrowed his eyes as he looked at the benevolent expression on Aizen Sosuke’s face. What exactly was this man plotting?

“Gongsun Qi!” Beichen narrowed his eyes. He recognized the phantom behind Jin Baiyi. It was a general from the era of Qin’s ascendancy. Gongsun Qi, also known as Bai Qi, had been a war god among generals.

With the end of the fifth round, only three thousand people remained in the arena. Those three thousand represented the strongest abilities among the younger disciples of the Moyan Continent.

Chu Haotian carried Qianwu down into her boudoir. After tucking her beneath the covers, he hurriedly left.

The underground kingdom had been completely dismantled. Uncle Seven had already suffered the harshest punishment, and Shanyin was now in Lin Canghai’s hands. That left only Gao Xinjie.

Although the several Demon Venerates had been severely wounded, the sudden attack they unleashed was still terrifyingly powerful. Shentu Nianyi was formidable, but she had been caught off guard by the combined strike of several late eighth-rank Demon Venerates, leaving her in dire peril in an instant.

At this point, Zhao Mu could be said to have victory firmly in hand regarding Li Shiyu’s request. His violation of the school rules by living off campus had, in effect, received Li Shiyu’s tacit approval.

“Lin Feng!” Elsa cried out in delighted surprise. She had almost forgotten that she was injured; even the weakness she had felt moments earlier seemed to have lessened considerably.

In an instant, Gao Mingyi appeared in the arena. He thrust out both hands and grabbed at the two figures hurtling straight toward him.

If Renren had been listed on the stock market, those two pieces of news alone would have sent its shares soaring.

There was nothing special about steamed buns filled with cabbage and minced meat. The only difference was that the water used while kneading the dough had been replaced with simmered meat broth.

And the sooner the dance hall opened, the sooner Su Mingzhe would be able to see the woman he had longed for day and night, Niu Aihua.

Taking him into the palace had truly been Wang Siyu’s wisest decision. A meteoric rise was now just a matter of time.