Volume 1, Chapter 50: Relief
"Where is the money?"
Suppressing the turmoil in her heart, her voice turned cold.
They had missed the market day last time and only heard two days later that Pei'er was back, so they came over today to see how things were.
Mei'er's words not only showed that she had grown up, but also indicated that her mind had evolved; she was far more low-profile and forbearing than before.
Then, he saw in the distance a breathtakingly emerald lake coming into view, with an intoxicatingly verdant ancient tree swaying in the breeze on the shore.
Upon meeting Guo Bin, Zhang Fei, and the others, He Man was overcome with emotion as well. He knelt right by the roadside, unable to utter a single word.
"Dad, that's how it is. The county is currently running a private business support program with many preferential policies that are basically interest-free," Cheng Xu said.
Yang Yuwei knew that no matter what she did, she could never escape the palm of that man's hand.
Hearing the sound, Su Yunran raised her eyes and saw several men in cyan robes sizing her up with curiosity, wearing friendly smiles on their faces.
Looking at his older brother with a darkened face and his second brother who had turned around, Xia Zi'ang suddenly froze again. The marriage between Shang Yu and the Xia family was not that simple; he knew how it came about. The one supposed to get married should have been the eldest brother, yet it had turned out to be the second brother. He must have missed something in all of this, and wasn't that questioning shout just now a bit too rash?
Once inside the mansion and after meeting Prince Yong Suhetai and Heir Prince Yinzhen, Heshen finally understood what was going on. The two figures before him looked utterly grim as they had everyone serving the Heir Prince's consort rounded up.
Having recovered her health and realizing that the current situation was extraordinary and allowed for no slackness, Daimao told Madam Zhang that she needed to go into seclusion, after which she stayed behind closed doors until a month later when Madam Zhang summoned her to tell her that someone was looking for her on the village telephone. Daimao felt annoyed; those Qin brothers were truly a nuisance.
"You shouldn't have trusted Ma Chenhe," Feng Yuxi said, turning and walking out the door. Qiuxi had trusted Ma Chenhe, while Hua Qinglan had trusted Alice.
Even cultivators wouldn't lose face to this extent. This world possessed knowledge in every aspect; how could anyone expect a person to master every single field of study comprehensively? Especially when they themselves needed to spend vast amounts of time practicing various forbidden arts or Daoist magic—where would they find the spare time to learn these things?
"Whether it is a great demon or a god, neither should interfere in the affairs of the mortal realm, nor should they shackle such a realm of heaven and earth. This is unfair to the humans of this world," Ji Xuanyuan said.
Inside the stone chamber, Wei Yan was breathing in and out with his eyes closed. After familiarizing himself once again with these mental cultivation techniques—from the Nine Yin Consciousness Art to the Nine Revolutions Rebirth Art, and the Puppet Control Technique—Wei Yan closed his eyes, concentrated, and fell into deep thought.
The person beside him grabbed his hand and gently shook his head, signaling him not to act rashly, as strict instructions had been given from above not to make things difficult for them.
"Your Eminence Bright, if you have any other powerful moves left, unleash them all," Sophie said loudly. At this moment, she was brimming with fighting spirit, her combat intent soaring.
"What is it?" Beidou tilted his head. Luqi appearing at the entrance of the forest certainly wasn't just passing by.
"Ah! I wonder if there are any taboos in this forbidden ground?" Lu Feiang looked at Hongyuan and asked faintly. "What does the mister want to know?" Hongyuan seemed to have anticipated the question Lu Feiang was about to ask, and staring into Lu Feiang's eyes, he asked with a smile.
Waiting for Tantai Mingyue to walk into the room, Wan Yuehua gave her son Zhu Li a look. Zhu Li hurriedly followed her in, while Wan Yuehua casually pulled the door shut, produced a heavy lock prepared long in advance, and locked the door from the outside with a loud clatter.