Volume 1, Chapter 56: I'd Rather Marry a Pig Than Marry You

These past two days, Meng Wan guarded everything in her home as if defending against thieves. She admitted that He Kun was indeed clever, yet foolish—if he intended to drug her, why hadn’t he taken away the robotic doctor? Any problems with her food or drink could be detected immediately.

Especially the water quality; the water was delivered directly by the robotic butler and must have been treated.

After resting at home for three days, Meng Wan returned to work at the military department. Before reaching her desk, she noticed others’ gazes upon her had changed—they were filled with envy, jealousy, and even flattery.

How could this be after only a few days? How could things revert so quickly...?

Yi Yan handed over 10,000 gold coins to the clan elder. Wu Jie entered “Brotherhood” under the clan name section, and immediately a server-wide announcement rang in his ears.

A line of knights appeared instantly. I sneered coldly—did they really think these knights alone could stop me?

“Who’s chatting with you? It’s only early morning here, no delay. Besides, I have something serious to ask you. Have you listened to my song all the way through?” Xu Ran almost shouted.

But what Li Qi did not expect was that after Lin Shihan finished speaking, her face turned pale.

“Yingying’s internal void has almost been refined; she should be waking soon,” said the Soul Refining God.

“Don’t worry, this is a curse I cast. Given your current realm, it won’t affect you to this degree,” the Black Demon God smiled.

Since this involved secrets, and Qin Yang also wished to learn more about Baoxing Technology, which had a registered capital of five million but only rented two office rooms, they proceeded cautiously.

Yes, Li Qi had not yet arrived, and Lingyuan’s ancestors only made educated guesses based on some circumstances; these could not be taken as absolute truth.

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With a thunderous bang, Chen Yu glanced around and saw Zhou Min and Du Juan cornered, clutching their clothes tightly, screams and faint sobs escaping their lips.

Empress Shufei was about to weep with joy, yet I stared at Li Tan lying beside me, feeling deeply ashamed for having accidentally touched his privacy.

“I’m talking to you—are you mute? Do you want to die?” A sharp slap landed on Zhao Xin’s face. He did not retaliate, allowing Shangguan Piaopiao to strike him, blood dripping from his mouth.

“Bang!” A crisp sound echoed as Zhao Xin’s fierce eyeball was punched out from its socket, rolling on the floor, blood pooling vividly—a sight both shocking and grotesque.

The bandaged figures gathered once but had not fully explored the tomb before the church found them, then they encountered Charles.

“This wine tastes excellent. Upon entry, it seems to blend a hundred flavors together—very good,” Bai Qi, known for his discerning palate and high standards, praised the wine wholeheartedly, meaning his commendation was sincere.

My current life is so fragile; a mere flick of someone’s finger and my good days vanish.

In archery competitions, a slow draw is crucial to steady the mind. But Kong Yixian had mastered that step early; now she only needed to execute her form well.

Though her city-level scores were good, early losses in the second half were due to her lack of strength. So Chang Yi tailored a grueling training program for her—practice until utterly exhausted.

Luckily, she caught the last bus and hurried back to the archery range. But as she reached the upper floor, faint light spilled out—long after closing time. Chang Yi hadn’t left yet?

An hour later, some came up the mountain. The snarling, fierce-faced kidnappers hid cautiously, fearing capture by Li Tan and the consequent ruin.

Jian Mu formed two earthen puppets by pressing his hands to the ground; golden light gathered on their palms, forging a golden greatsword. Jian Mu wielded it to unleash a devastating strike. With Chen Xin, Wang Chaoyang, and others cooperating, they launched several powerful blows encircling the giant black beast.

“Noted!” Shangguan Youmeng spoke softly. Song Wan said little and promptly sent Han Zeng away.

Li Tianshuan glanced at the young man nearby, sensing familiarity but unable to place him. After all, he rarely ventured out and knew few young people in the village. Why did Zhai Gong not recognize others, yet others recognized him? Such were the workings of human thought.

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“It seems you ‘quite’ like it here,” Cheng Feng said, leading her to a seat, noting the wonder and joy in her eyes.

After questioning the landowner, it was confirmed: the landlord’s son, Hou Tianlai, had killed the old man. The fox he raised avenged him by slaughtering the entire village.

She breathed the fresh mountain air, birdsong drifting near yet distant, as if lingering at her ear.

At five in the morning, as the night-shift nurses at the hospital grew drowsy, two young men wearing masks and caps stumbled into the orthopedic emergency room, carrying a bunch of balloons.

Nearby, strategist Han leaned in and whispered, “Is it true that the Northern Prince really spoke to the Marshal that way?”

In the emperor’s machinations, the most important thing was to keep the voice for the heir’s establishment as quiet as possible. Thus, he repeatedly instructed Xie Min to remain calm and patient with Jing Shun, to avoid any rush or action related to succession struggles, and to wait quietly.

If the prefect now halted cooperation with the Censorate’s investigations, the chief censor might only abandon this impeachment. Who knew what other schemes might arise later?

“Speak! What exactly do you want with me?” Wang Jun asked with puzzlement after the officer left.

“Better than being advised to quit,” Director Wang sneered, casting her a contemptuous glance before speaking slowly.

She looked barely into her twenties; though her face was stained with dirt, she was still quite pretty.