Volume One, Chapter 86: Do You Still Insist on Having an Abortion?
After they left, the Li family nearly lost their minds.
Li Xinwen stood up, staring in disbelief at the mother and daughter before him. “You should have told me the truth from the very beginning, or never let me find out at all. What do you expect now? I truly wronged him—everything he said was true, and yet I put so much faith in you. This is what truly makes me look foolish.”
Shen Wanquing gave a slight bow and departed. The Second Madame withdrew her gaze, glancing at her trusted nurse beside her.
For four years, he’d been consumed by work, never pausing to take in the night’s scenery. This was the first time he truly looked upon it, and he found himself strangely unsettled. The ground below was already silent and pitch black; the harrowing screams that echoed within made the darkness all the more terrifying.
Princess Yiyang let out a soft, scornful laugh. She happened to catch Ming Qian’s pale face, peeking out to read her expression. When their eyes met, Ming Qian immediately forced a sweet, obedient smile.
Chaos erupted in the great hall. The northern border guards rushed toward Prince Liang and the princess, while Feng Jingyi pulled Ming Qian to safety at the side. The guests scattered in panic, fleeing in all directions, and the hall descended into utter mayhem.
Outside the main flower hall of the Provincial Administration’s residence, peonies and roses bloomed in abundance. Through the windows, one could gaze over a sea of flowers, the warm breeze carrying their fragrance, soothing every heart. Though customs in the Central Plains were open, it was still proper for engaged couples to meet openly, lest rumors arise—hence, the flower hall was chosen for their meeting.
I stretched out my foot and struck him squarely in the back. Then, bending down, I grabbed his arm, targeted his shoulder with my other hand, and with a sharp twist—crack—the bone at the shoulder snapped out of place.
Cui Min watched her with a gentle smile. Seeing the heaviness on her face lift somewhat, he too felt reassured.
“Perhaps I should go and remind the owner of that car,” Liu Yujia said, walking toward the BMW. Hang Yi and the others, curious, followed after her.
That memory was once so deeply etched in my heart that no matter how time passed, even if the universe itself were to be destroyed, I could never forget it.
Given the current situation, it would be nearly impossible for either us or the feathered people to utterly annihilate the other. Even should one side succeed, the losses would be devastating.
At the head of the group was Chen Yi, the eldest son of the Chen family. He was well-traveled along both banks of the Yangtze, had even been to Wankou, and had met the Chu army commander Yin Guan stationed there.
Yet, when a week had passed, and the refugees reached the limits of their endurance, news of his fierce defeat of the Demon Emperor in the central arena would surely sweep through the demon realm like a hurricane roaring across a stormy hill.
Those panicked expatriates, seeing that someone had finally come to take charge, looked at Qin Yuan with gratitude and rushed toward the bus.
As the Elder of the Skycliff faced off against the robed man, a massive one-horned ape, three stories tall, appeared at the robed man’s side.
Could it be that my compromise, my silence, only resulted in even greater harm for others?
We are now in unfamiliar territory; our dealings with Normankarim have been nothing more than words. He has disappeared, and there is no guarantee he will help us at all.
Really, such a task could have been given to a maid. Even if that bracelet was a treasured possession of Sister Geng’s, why should she need to handle it herself—especially with her hand still injured?
No matter what, Zhao Shan was still of royal blood, sharing a lineage with him. As for Kong Qing, Li Shang, and the others—they were all military men.
“Uncle Ling, please, let me take your suitcase,” Song Jie hurried to take the luggage and ushered Mr. and Mrs. Ling outside.
Chen Jing called for several cars to be brought over. Though the headquarters of the Monster Hunters’ Association was on Jinglan Street in the northern part of L City, they had branches in other cities as well. Even though the association was nearly destroyed along with L City, Chen Jing remained the formidable owner of the Chen Family Teahouse.