Volume One, Chapter 49: The Third Male Lead Makes His Entrance (He’s a Darkened Yandere)

Seeing that he remained silent, the man was not in the least bit impatient, and greeted him with a smiling face:
"My name is Zhou Yu, and the Junior Vice Minister of the Ministry of War is my esteemed father."

Upon hearing the title of the Junior Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, Yun Rang straightened his posture immediately, pushed aside the woman who was feeding him wine, and replied with a trace of respect: "So it is Young Master Zhou. To what do I owe the honor of this visit?"

Noticing that there was no one around him, Zhou Yu sat down on the chair opposite him.

After his cultivation realm had regressed and then grown back anew, backed by a vast amount of Saintly Origin, the Sixth Transformation of the Void Sword became even more consummate and perfect.

If the three of them were to stay, goodness knows how much more grain Auntie Ade's family would have to consume; it was better not to bring trouble upon them.

Jiang Weilan hurriedly knelt down to welcome the Empress, while the Left Chancellor merely bowed and did not kneel.

What was the background of Qing Youbing and Qing Qubing? Their attitude towards him was exceedingly bizarre and ambiguous, and wasting time pondering over them would truly be a waste of effort.

Very well, since Jia Baoyu insisted on playing Chinese chess, Jia Cong easily won a dozen or so jade pendants and trinkets from him.

Jia Cong did not move. Even when he felt the massive pressure of that pair of breasts against his chest, he managed to restrain his hands from kneading them.

This was not only because the Lin family's reputation would be completely ruined, but also because it would violate the ancestral precepts of the Lin family.

On the horizon of the world, dust billowed as a multitude of warriors wielding sabers and swords came galloping on horseback. In the sky, thousands of mechanical warships flew across densely like a swarm of locusts.

Yet, strangely enough, there was no wind at all. The old pear tree's current movement perfectly illustrated the phenomenon of spontaneous motion without wind.

Of course, they certainly harbored no good intentions at the time, purely wishing to catch turtles in a jar and surround Su Molan and the others completely.

Ever since she got to know Jun Lin, Jiang Chenanyue had mostly followed his arrangements. Being suddenly asked such a question left her somewhat at a loss.

The despair and terror felt on the slave island—even if one ultimately survived, left behind only the pain and numbness born of slaughter.

This fellow was not as famous as those top billionaires in the country; instead, he kept a very low profile.

After all, families as frantic and audacious as the Meng family patriarch's, who dared to directly hire assassins, were only a minority. In all likelihood, those members of the Meng family would probably use the banner of "taking care of" Meng Qi to get a grip on him, and then legitimately "manage on his behalf" those properties.

"I..." Jian Ran was just about to blurt it out, but she could also hear the threatening undertone in Xue Yifeng's words, deepening her terror. Could it be that just this single sentence had already offended him?

The money you borrow from Ngyifa must be used for the agreed-upon purpose. Otherwise, it constitutes a breach of contract.

Following Jun Lin's movement, Jiang Chenanyue looked towards him. He maintained a calm expression, gazing straight ahead, and gently squeezed her wrist with the hand holding hers to signal her to remain calm and composed.

When Xue Yimai returned to the apartment, he was surprised to find that the curtain blocking the side of the bed was completely gone, leaving an empty space as vacant as his hollow heart.

Meanwhile, Pei Chengzhi, who had all along accompanied Mo Shihuan, had packed his things early on. Having already acquired a considerable amount of medical knowledge, accompanying Mo Shihuan would undoubtedly be of some help.

Noticing the oddity of the situation, Feng Li kept Dill and Dancing Oriole in the palm of his hand, slowed his breathing, and had already dialed the number for the Jinhai City Security Department on his phone.

Her talents in these areas were quite evenly matched, making her a rare artist who was well-rounded and excellent across the board, with scores hovering around 90 points.

At first, Feng Li only had a superficial understanding of these concepts, but it was not until now, seeing everyone's frenzy, that he realized just how precious the two epic cards he had obtained truly were.

Regrettably, because Zhou Xinming had not yet registered any social media accounts, nor had any information about him been leaked online, these "fans" had nowhere to turn even if they longed for him.