Volume 1, Chapter 31: President Ji Splurges a Fortune

"Lighting a sky lantern?" Shu Xingruo did not understand what it meant, so she looked it up online.

Her stomach churned with disgust. Hah, Ji Yanli was truly blinded by love, throwing away a fortune just to see his beloved smile.

He Xin must be the most pleased, and the thought of her smug face made Shu Xingruo sick with annoyance.

Shu Xingruo replied: [It’s his own money; he can spend it however he likes.] Compared to his extravagant spending at the auction, the five million he had just transferred to her felt like he was tossing scraps to a beggar.

Lin Anhe sighed: [In a normal marriage, you could sue to get that money back. The money spent on a mistress is marital property, but unfortunately, you two have a prenuptial agreement.]

What bothered Shu Xingruo was that she was making things easy for He...

A look of disbelief surfaced in his eyes, as if he could not fathom that the other person had become so powerful.

"Can you just calm down and listen to my father? If you won't listen, then go take your revenge yourself." With that, Yang Shuo flung his hand away and left.

There were forty million zombies in the Magic City, but they were already on the road leading to the outside world. How many zombies were out there?

She had been coming here every few days, hoping to receive news of Lin Feng’s return. On one hand, she sincerely wanted to thank him; on the other, she was coming to ask for help.

Because these were shrimp from the dimensional space, Song Chuman was quite generous today, cooking a whole pot. The basin on the table was enough for her whole family to eat their fill.

He had expected that without him, he would become the middleman when Chen Chuan made contact with the West Campus, but his calculations had been wrong.

"Don't frame me. It was your Song family who killed Ye Haotian’s parents. My father and I knew nothing about it," Yang Shuo argued vehemently.

A single expert at the Dacheng stage should be enough to kill him and seize all his belongings.

Shen Wanwan was dressed exquisitely, wearing a longevity lock around her neck, and was fast asleep. She looked clean, sweet, and fragrant—hardly the picture of someone who was sick.

Consort Xian was deep and calculating. Her eyes now held the look of someone who understood everything; she was merely waiting for the right moment for the truth to come to light.

The "he" Xiao Yunjie spoke of was Liu Zhaodi’s maternal uncle, the only direct elder she had left in this world.

Yan Dong decided to just get some sleep. Calculating the time, that audience member who loved to hear stories should be coming tonight, right? Perhaps he should rest up so he could tell him a good story later.

"In a little while, we’ll have an income of fifty or sixty thousand spirit crystals." Ye Wushuang’s eyes were sparkling.

Later, Lin Zifan met with the other two. Relatively speaking, they expressed that there were no problems.

The road to running from the poison is one that knows no wind or rain; this great undertaking is worth Su Ye dedicating his whole life to.

Moreover, from the look in their eyes, he could tell that the couple’s feelings for each other were very deep.

In A'nan’s mind, such an evolved powerhouse could provide them with a lifetime of wealth just by casually tossing out a bit of his riches.

It felt like a dog he had painstakingly brought back from abroad had run off with someone else, accepted the neighbor as its master, and then come back to bite him.

"By the way, Young Master He, when did you get out? How are you here in the Sky Sword Mountains? I was originally going to go to Quanzhou City if I couldn't find you here, thinking you were with Dongling Huang," Yan Yi said as he landed and walked alongside him.

After all, this dirty joke—even in China—would leave many girls confused and completely unable to understand the meaning.

Especially when looking at the layer of frost on his eyebrows and hair, damn it, he didn't even have the courage to refuse.

He hadn't intended to tell her about this, but now it seemed that if he didn't, she would certainly pester him for an answer. He softened his voice to be incredibly gentle.

Nalan Ruoruo glanced at him, curled her lips, and said vaguely, "People will do many extraordinary things under different circumstances."

Lu Yu agreed: "Fine. And what is the other piece of good news?" He bypassed the topic, not wishing to discuss Yan Si further.

Yin Jiutian’s grim and cruel laughter echoed in the Xiao family’s backyard, followed by the angry roars of two Jiaolong guards behind Lu Shaochong.

Unlike the real Shangguan Haitang, Nalan Ruoruo felt no fear, terror, or hesitation in her heart; there was only a surge of malevolence rising slowly. A bandit leader, a crocodile, is that it?

Shen Shi and Wang Yike both said the same thing. After all, mothers are always more meticulous than fathers. They didn't realize that this wasn't good for the child, thinking only that the child was having fun, so they let everything slide.

The only word in Hu Xiao's mind now was "shattering." The moment the green light touched the flames, the fire was instantly suppressed, and the next moment, it was extinguished.

After pulling back the thin gauze, a handsome man in a scholar’s robe and a square-topped cap lay on a straw mat, sipping fine wine. His reclining position revealed a patch of sickly pale skin on his chest.

Because the rabbits they raised during the winter helped them survive the final difficult period, the sheep tribe was one hundred percent in favor of the proposal to cultivate land. With most of the males out hunting, the females stayed home to open up the fields.

Those who tried to escape could not resist the suction of the blade, and eventually, they all flowed into the ground along with it.

Gu Yun, who had been watching everything from the side, was finally incited by the scene. Jealousy blinded her eyes; she wanted to burn them both to death in the West Garden.

If this divine ability were cultivated to the Dacheng stage, allowing one to truly grasp the power of reincarnation, let alone a dead object, Wei Yi could send even a real living person—even a top-tier powerhouse—directly into reincarnation.

"Did you have all your memories when you were with me?" Bai Xi asked curiously.

Although he was annoying at times, she had to admit that she didn't know when it started, but her husband had become more than just a cold title; he had become a man she truly relied on.

The teacher and student, separated for many years, should have hugged and wept to reminisce, but at Shen Qi's request to avoid disturbing the teachers and students at large, Zhang Wanbang received him discreetly.

After a long time, Shi Yin finally looked up, shifting his gaze away from the blueprint of the simplest workbench.

When he looked up and those blood-red eyes turned toward Wei Yi, Wei Yi’s face changed dramatically, and he almost cried out.

Seeing that Liang Biqi was serious, Su Yunzhou became serious as well. These were his true feelings.

Sure enough, amidst the rain of arrows from the Taiyuan light cavalry, even though the rebel cavalry was not riding directly into the volley, their broad flanks made them easy targets. After a round of arrows, over thirty of the rebel riders were shot down.

As if she had only seen a stranger, it was enough to attract her attention for a moment; a glance was her limit, and he was not worth her lingering focus.

The escape of the powerful and wealthy caused even greater chaos, and the Chongzhen Emperor’s most trusted man, Li Dingguo, had likely been too deeply brainwashed by Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong. After capturing Nanjing, he actually raised the slogan, "The Emperor has arrived, no taxes will be collected." He called on the poor to rise up together to strike the local tyrants and redistribute the land.

The car then slowly drove away. Although Zhang Hao was sitting in the passenger seat, this was his car after all, and the feeling of sitting in it was different. Watching the scenery fly by, Zhang Hao felt a wave of emotion.

"If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving." Zhang Hao said and continued to walk out, but Aloka wouldn't let go, following Zhang Hao out. Even when Zhang Hao and He Liancheng got into the car, Aloka still had one hand on the car door, showing no intention of leaving.