Volume One, Chapter 83: Shen Yanzhou’s Intention

A strange atmosphere lingered in the quiet air.

Guang Laiyue’s face turned pale with anger, her whole body trembling. She was young, at that tender age when girls care most about their appearance. Who wouldn’t feel wounded by such words, especially a girl who loves beauty?

“What is it?” Ji Mo Qinglian asked. As a distant relative of the Tang clan, she was naturally versed in medicine as well. Qi Yanwu’s remark probably meant she wasn’t entirely sure of the other person’s identity.

“I knew it,” I said. “Just looking at you earlier, you were so reluctant even to light a lamp. All the lamps have been burning these days, so I guessed it couldn’t have been you. Otherwise, those butter lamps wouldn’t be so rusty and covered in dust.”

“Wow, energy absorption! Manman, you’re amazing! Did you know, just now there was a halo around you—I thought you were about to ascend to immortality!” Xuan Yuer exclaimed excitedly.

When those two saw Ou Xin she, how could they dare to pursue her further? Ou Xinfeng, drenched in sweat, whispered nervously to his mother, “What do we do? What if that girl tells someone?” He might get away with it, but Aunt Tong would be in serious trouble.

Gu Jinzhih also said that, judging by Consort Tan’s face, she had once been poisoned, possibly harming her womb and even rendering her infertile.

But seeing the current situation, Qing Sanjin hesitated. The seemingly random blows from Mu Jin carried waves of profound inner energy, surging through the space like invisible pressure. He didn’t know if Leng Xiao could withstand such casually released force, but Qing Sanjin himself dared not go near.

Ling Dong’s face was somber. “The imperial physician said most of the poison has been drawn out, and the elixirs have been administered. Whether Father wakes up depends on his own will.” Ling Dong knew the physician’s words were just like his aunt’s before: it was up to his father’s strength of will.

Gu Jinzhih thought that, with no one else he wished to see, he might as well set aside the visiting card and go out to greet the children.

“Isn’t this different?” The short, stout man interrupted, spreading his hands wide and wearing an expression of incredulous arrogance.

Though she had only been shoved to the ground a few times by Mei Yan, the bridal attendant acted as if she’d been beaten until her limbs gave out. Leaning on Bai Kai for support, she tried several times to stand, but still seemed too weak, sobbing so pitifully that she appeared utterly wronged.

He opened the wardrobe belonging to Yuntian, or rather, Sunny, and selected a somewhat formal outfit to dress Sunny in.

Finally, Luo Ziling suggested they start their morning exercise by continuing their run. Luo Yuqing had no objection, and the two set off in different directions.

Meanwhile, sitting in the helicopter, Murdoch was recalling Li Feng’s previous proposal: to acquire and take control of Bloomberg and Dow Jones. The mere thought of achieving such a goal filled him with excitement.

Last time at the Gold No. 1 Stadium, Cousins had been goaded by Zhang Feng’s tactics, received two technical fouls in his rashness, and was ultimately ejected from the game. Now, with the Kings visiting the Pelicans’ home court, Cousins was sure to strike back with force.

Fourth junior brother Murong Qingfeng, seventh junior brother Han Junmo, and eighth junior sister Ying Nianzi had all reached the Golden Core stage. Nianzi, who had joined the sect more than fifty years ago, was already at the middle stage of Golden Core.

Willy, stationed at the right low post under the basket, probed repeatedly without finding an opening. He finally let out a shout, faked a shot to draw attention, then passed the ball to Randolph, who stood outside the left side of the paint.

Of course, what surprised Luo Ziling most was the Phoenix’s composure during her treatment. It seemed she paid no mind to what was happening, meeting him with complete frankness. In the end, Luo Ziling felt a little embarrassed himself; after finishing the treatment, he sheepishly slipped into the bathroom, leaving Phoenix alone to tend to the aftermath.