Chapter 59: The Kiss

As long as Ryan can secure one of the fifteen available spots, he need no longer worry about any danger; by then, even if Mutianlin had a hundred times the courage, he would not dare act recklessly again. Perhaps I am overthinking, but on another note, I should place my complete trust in my master.

Now, there are already videos circulating online of the live performance by the Four Travelers Band from that night, earning high praise. Besides, I had already spoken before the entire family about taking care of my parents, so now I am merely doing my utmost to fulfill that promise.

She took a deep breath to clear her mind, then leaned close to Liu Yang, and together they carefully studied the Duoyuan Heart Method.

“Uh.” Hearing what Jiezi said, Lin Canghai’s mind whirled—if that were really the case, he would never have the chance to approach her! Lin Canghai simply sat quietly, pondering how to get closer to Li Muzi.

“Who the hell told you to threaten my brother, damn it!” At that moment, the long-haired young man, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, kicking the burly man. The man dodged quickly, raised his pickhandle defensively but did not strike, instead pointed at Han Yang and spoke.

“Uh. Must you be so greedy? All this money was planted by Zhou Qizheng to frame Li.” Lin Canghai complained disapprovingly.

But the middle-aged man’s gaze remained fixed on Beichen. After so many acts of highway robbery, he instinctively sensed that Beichen was not as simple as he appeared.

Thinking that it was her tenderness which allowed Zhao Mu to release his true nature, Zhang Ling felt a surge of pride in her heart.

“My lady, you behaved far too boldly today. I fear it will attract groundless suspicion. Please conduct yourself with discretion and clarify the truth as soon as possible—for your brother’s sake as well.” The voice was calm and impartial, discussing matters without emotion.

“No, not at all. He has already been subdued by my Mountain-moving Technique—I summoned a great mountain to pin him down!” The Silver-horned King shook his head dismissively when mentioning Sun Wukong, his tone contemptuous, clearly not regarding the Monkey King as a threat.

The giant shrimp-like beast moved ahead, leaping and darting as if fleeing, but those who had witnessed its speed knew it was really leading the crowd, keeping them at a safe distance where they could chase but not catch it.

All eyes turned to Zhan Xiao, and none were clear anymore; except for a handful, everyone had joined the ranks of those besieging him.

It turned out that, at the critical moment, the masked man had thrown his military dagger, saving her life.

When Duoduo drew her Blue Blade, the nature of Mother Wheel’s predicament changed entirely, especially since it was the first major move at such a crucial moment.

Seeing that everyone else was looking at him, Liu Feng felt at a loss. Having lived two lives, he’d never truly experienced becoming a professional player, so he had no answer for how to train them.

Mo Li naturally hurried to the palace to find Liu Jian. Liu Jian was consulting with the Prime Minister and felt embarrassed to interrupt, so he withdrew to seek Mao Leyan instead. Since the imperial edict came from the Empress Dowager, and she favored Mao Leyan, it was most fitting for Mao Leyan to act as mediator.

“I have never considered them as servants. Since they all came to the prince’s mansion together, they are my sisters and I will care for them as such.” Mao Xueyan smiled sweetly and replied gently.

“No, no carrier pigeons! You have an emergency communication system. What nonsense!” Tang Yue retorted.

He Tai heard Jin Song’s voice, tinged with sobs, and his heart was suspended in that moment.

Now, she had thought she would never have any connection with him in this life. Yet unexpectedly, they now shared a bond.

Other matters could wait until after a good sleep. For now, he just wanted to sleep deeply—even if the sky fell, don’t wake him.

Su Mohan glanced at the two figures circling in the sky, one gold and one white, a dragon and a flood dragon, and spoke indifferently.

Facing Wang Xinmin’s questioning gaze, Wang Jingyao was full of grief and disappointment, angry at his lack of progress.

He actually said, “Look at that messy hair—no grooming?” Yu Die’er was furious. What did he mean, no grooming? She had clearly dressed up nicely when she went out! She only looked like this because she’d been beaten!

“Your Majesty, rest assured. I shall go to Sichuan, monitor He Tengjiao, and pacify the province, restoring peace to Shu for Your Majesty!” Du Yunxi spoke, bowed, and prepared to enter Sichuan with He Tengjiao.

A young lady angrily blamed a girl named Bellflower for breaking the Jade Purifier in her room while retreating.

Cai Yiyi could not avoid feeling wounded. Beauty was indeed a blessing. Though she was envious and jealous, she did not feel overly sorrowful, for she had always been accustomed to it.

At that moment, the real estate agent, Fairman, called. All procedures for Ike’s villa had been completed, and once the funds arrived, the handover could take place.

It wasn’t that Jian Yi was being modest—he hadn’t participated in the monthly exams for over a decade, so the rules had likely changed. Moreover, Lu Wuxia had always been an inner disciple and never taken the monthly exam, so naturally didn’t know the procedures. Jian Yi could only seek advice humbly.

“Yesterday I met Elder Yuntian from Xuanyuan. He said that girl might be from the Western Dark Ember family. For Fu Kua to dare compete with the Dark Ember family’s treasure for the fig, he must be extraordinary.” Sun Hetian remarked meaningfully.

Wenger looked up at his trusted lieutenant, then sighed deeply. Ever since he had brought him from the La Masia youth academy, it had been nine years.

“Brother Jie, I hear the Nationalist Party’s support is strong in Vietnam. Looks like the first formal Prime Minister of the Indochina Republic will surely be a Nationalist. Let me offer my congratulations to you in advance.” Chang Ruiqing noticed the joy in Old Jiang’s eyes and guessed it was due to the Indochina Republic’s election.

Qian Lingyi and Liu Lingchuan exchanged glances, both feeling a chill in their hearts, uncertain what Yang Suguan was plotting.

Only then did Luo Li feel somewhat relieved. It seemed Senior Brother Liu was not unwilling to help him avenge himself, but was merely constrained by other concerns.

Of course, were it not for various constraints, as long as there is love, even if she were a real sister, it would not matter, right?