Volume One, Chapter 29: The Beautiful Young Lady

Shen Hanchuan had never felt so nervous before. The mere thought that Victoria would be sitting in the audience tonight, watching his performance, made his palms sweat with anxiety.

What should he wear?

He opened his wardrobe and searched through it, dismissing one outfit after another, yet in the end, he couldn’t find a single piece suitable to wear.

If only Shen Chaowu were here at a time like this...

Although his younger sister was not particularly useful, she had graduated from the Academy of Arts and possessed excellent taste. The clothes she picked for him always suited him perfectly.

But, unfortunately...

Shen Hanchuan suddenly realized that they had cast Shen Chaowu aside with their own hands. They had discarded her as carelessly and resolutely as one would throw away garbage.

A dull discomfort pressed against his chest.

He didn’t know...

Although this method was rather mechanical during a match, it had the advantage of not consuming spiritual energy, and it allowed for the simultaneous operation of multiple weapons. For Lin Yu at this moment, it was the only option available.

When he turned to look at Ling Xiao, he unexpectedly noticed a figure standing not far behind Ling Xiao—a stranger who had appeared without anyone noticing.

"Whirlwind, you’re finally back!" Hua Bao forced a bitter smile and avoided Whirlwind’s gaze as she spoke.

Feng Qingqing received a call from Xiao Ying, who was getting engaged in three days and invited her to the engagement banquet.

She had only met Fang Ai once by chance and had failed to bring her back to the country. Now, with Tang Jiu in this state, should she continue to pursue this path?

Before she could call out, the door to the Daoist of Nine Needles’ room opened from within. Out walked the Daoist of Nine Needles and Situ Hao.

Many guests attended Long Zhantian’s mother's birthday banquet. When Long Zhantian and Feng Qingqing arrived at the hotel, half the crowd had already gathered.

The next day dawned bright and clear; seizing the opportunity, Gu Jinning took Qiu Tong with her and headed to the south of the city in search of a suitable shopfront.

"Alright, enough, stop being so clingy. I’m covered in sweat and need a shower before bed." Gu Nanxi pushed Xiao Ran aside, threw on a shirt, and headed into the bathroom to bathe.

Bai Zhi stood helplessly holding the rattan cane that Helian Longteng had forced upon her. She raised it hesitantly, while Helian Longteng raised his head and closed his eyes, waiting for the punishment. When nothing happened, he looked up to find Bai Zhi had already walked away, so he quickly chased after her.

Even in the secular world, only monogamous couples could obtain a marriage certificate at the civil affairs office, regardless of one’s status.

By now, it was already the hour of the dragon, and the Crown Prince must have awakened and gone to the Hall of Chonghua to keep vigil for the Empress. The bedchamber ought to be empty.

As Xu Yan’s son, Xu Long had never noticed any suicidal tendencies in his mother. So why did Xu Yan suddenly make such a decision?

It was a strange feeling. In a haze, he seemed to sense he had grasped something profound, but it was elusive and insubstantial. When he tried to recall it, he found nothing.

Although she knew that Zhao Tiezhu was not poor, Wu Xin was still unclear about the extent of his assets due to his flawless disguise.

I did not linger here for long; my goal was to cross this forest and see what lay in the sunlit places.

"No, thank you. I still have an invitation to deliver!" Steward Lu’s eyes crinkled into slits when he smiled; it was hard to tell if he could even see where he was going.

Du Yuesheng’s bodyguards—Zhang Yi, Zhao Er, Ma Shan, and Zhao Si—rode bicycles, carrying their boss Du Yuesheng ahead of time toward the fishing port, arranging vehicles and contacting the hospital.

Li Xiaogong’s Dreamy Sky Blue fashion series was certainly astonishing, but not everyone liked or approved of it. Even those who liked it might not consider her designs their top choice.

"Don’t be sad, Little Dolphin. After you finish eating, Second Uncle and Aunt will take you out to play, alright?" Gu Anxing comforted him, patting his head. After all, he was just a child; that Su Yuche could be so ruthless was unthinkable.

Su Xia suppressed the tremor in her heart. How could she not be afraid? Yet, despite her fear, she forced herself to smile at He Kuangyan, convinced she was doing her best.

The benefits were obvious: unfamiliarity breeds suspicion, and only understanding can break down barriers.

Emperor Yongchang was so overwhelmed with emotion that his wounds tore open again. The white-robed attendant behind him tried to help, but the emperor pushed him away.

Tang Xi sat on the sofa, dialing Gu Kexin’s number for the thirtieth time. The call still went unanswered. With a grim face, she relentlessly tried again and again.

Who knew what mischief that giant radish was up to this time? Yet, Huang Nuan merely blinked in silence, resting her chin on her hand, watching to see what he would do next.

Ye Zhihan glanced at her hand on his arm, then looked up at her face. His gaze was resolute, telling her she had to uncover the truth about Grandma being poisoned by Lin Huayun.

Sister Ting wasn’t like Liang Fengyue. Didn’t she suffer a tragic end because of others’ schemes in her past life as well?

Wu Xun pouted and stood up, walking toward Yun Jiuyi. Bai Yuanxiu stood in front of Yun Jiuyi, holding out his hand to block Wu Xun with a displeased expression.

Cui Xi feigned a delicate grievance and nodded sweetly, thinking that this young lord would certainly be her future master. It was wise to curry favor early on.

Murong Jue leisurely savored the closeness, gradually restraining his restless hands. When it was over, he still gripped her wrist tightly. His handsome face, already stifled, grew even gloomier upon seeing the man in the wheelchair behind them.

In the next instant, Bu Feifan’s aura surged, the power of a master at the Earth Realm emanating from his body.

You Xin’s pupils contracted tightly as she guessed Qingci’s intentions. She wanted to intervene but was unable to split her focus, realizing too late that she had fallen into their trap. She hadn’t expected them to conceal such a move.

So be it; all the painstaking schemes had come to nothing—Yuan Chonghuan had never intended to send troops out of the city to fight.

Just as Yan Qianqing was about to step forward, the night sky erupted with fireworks and the boom of ceremonial cannons. The brilliant display lit up half the world, drawing everyone’s gaze upward in awe.

Whenever a suspicious space-time point appeared, Xiang Nanfei’s cold eyes would sweep over and erase the area, paying no heed to the wailing lives below.