Volume 1, Chapter 42: I Will Marry Her

Shu Xingruo was well aware of the situation, but since the matter was already set in stone, she could only take things as they came and deal with them step by step.

Su Rongze comforted her, "Don't worry. If He Xin gives you a hard time, I'll help you out. If I don't, my grandmother won't let me off the hook."

Mentioning Gan Jinglian, Shu Xingruo asked, "How is the old lady doing recently?"

"Oh, she's as tough as nails. She does at least two hours of physical therapy every day. I bet she'll be walking as if flying in no time. She said the first thing she'll do once she recovers is come see you and bring you a generous gift."

Shu Xingruo hurriedly declined, "You already gave me a thank-you gift, so the old lady's isn't necessary."

Su Rongze said, "It's fine, she's happy to do it. Every time she talks about you, her eyes crinkle with a smile..."

He told Ares that this holy sword smith's forging technique was in no way inferior to the two top-tier holy sword smiths he had seen before, and in fact, had already been detected and targeted by the intelligence network of their "compatriots" several years ago.

After all, he was a man who conquered through pure talent! With such immense talent, it was always easy for people to overlook his appearance.

Though somewhat puzzled, Ruoshui followed Chen Bo's conveyed instructions to relax herself just as he did, while softly explaining the legend regarding the "evolution" of the Yin-Yang Mirror.

A year later, Cihang Pudu began holding nationwide Buddhist lectures, presumably finishing off the officials, yet still unable to devour the final dragon Qi of the country, forcing him to seek out exceptional talent in other places.

Noticing Qiu Mu's gaze shifting toward him, Li Jie subconsciously straightened his back. Before he could manage a condescending expression, however, he saw the other person calmly look away again, appearing entirely uninterested in paying him any attention.

"Ahead?!" Li Shimin acted as though he could not see that the destination was right in front of him—the very place where he could obtain everything he desired, yet he did not dare to go; he truly did not dare.

When all is said and done, money is what matters most. Galliani believed that when it came to overwhelming others with cash, probably no one could be as crazy as Hugo. Therefore, Galliani hoped even more that Hugo would give him a definitive word on whether he would withdraw from this bidding war.

Seli was an expert at intelligence gathering, and Trapani's present state naturally bore the fruits of much of Seli's painstaking effort.

The sky gradually grew gloomy. Although the examination was scheduled for two days, most people left the examination hall in less than a day. Less than half managed to persist until the end of the second day's exams, and the truly fierce battles would only begin on the second day.

"Once we step onto the pitch, my role as head coach is extremely limited; it all depends on you guys! Tell me, do you have the confidence to take on Milan?!" Hugo asked loudly.

"Heh heh, what is this fellow trying to do? Could it be that seeing death approaching, he's going to jump into the sea to commit suicide?" Yamamoto Chuichi could not help but sneer coldly.

"I..." Zhang Mingyu took a deep look at Ye Xuanfu. Seeing the other person place such deep trust in him, even feeling as though everything had been entrusted to his care, Zhang Mingyu took another deep breath and suppressed all his rising anger entirely.

"I was merely asking casually, with no other intentions," Li Luo replied calmly, his expression unchanged. If Taoism only consisted of the Heavenly Sect and the Earth-Human Sect, then what position did the Liuzhou Taoist Temple hold within the Taoist lineage? Tracing back its origins, it might even surpass the present Qiyun Mountain.

Upon reaching the third floor of the villa, Liu Qi shared his thoughts regarding teaching methods and textbooks with Anyue.

"Every single centipede whip belonging to our Gongsun family bears a distinct mark. Whether the one in your hand is my brother's can be seen at a glance," Gongsun Wanqing shouted with an agitated expression.

Ever since meeting Liu Qi, Zhixuan had continuously stirred up trouble within the inn over the course of three days—either beating up guests in the main hall, smashing items inside the inn, or complaining that the food tasted terrible, using it as an excuse to discipline Liu Qi. Helpless, the innkeeper ultimately had to fire Liu Qi, and only then was Madame Zhixuan willing to let the matter rest.

Ever since she called her pager after watching the match last Sunday, she hadn't received any reply, and she really missed her a bit.

Seeing hope, everyone was overjoyed, and even the sorrow of losing several people was washed away quite a bit.

"Take him away," Adali said tersely, issuing a very brief command before returning to the battlefield where Later Jin was engaged in combat with the Ming army.

"It's... it's me..." A childish, timid voice came from the darkness, carrying an inexplicable terror and a slight sobbing tone. Beyond that, it seemed to contain a trace of intimacy.

Even with his level of cultivation, Zhao Fangbao could not help but shiver slightly at the sudden bone-chilling air. Looking at Zhao Yunxiang before him, he knew that her cultivation was far superior to his own.

Beggars grew scarcer on the streets, while carriages multiplied—opulent carriages flowing in an endless stream, each one leaving a wave of lingering fragrance in its wake as it passed.

Gu Chen looked toward his master, feeling a burning flush of embarrassment in his heart. How could he have ever entertained such thoughts? With a flushed face, he hurriedly stood up and rushed outside while talking.

Qiangzi drew a sharp breath. Five seconds—in a mere five seconds, more than a dozen people had all collapsed unconscious. Such formidable strength was something he was far from capable of achieving.

However, before Jiang Chengce could help Zhang Mengxi approach the door of the conference room, he was shocked to see a furious Zhang Yaoquan already kicking the door wide open, followed by more than ten robust young security guards.

"Brother Liu, when are we going to make our move?" Cai Fengyang said, holding his wine cup with narrowed eyes. As for why he didn't call Liu Bin 'Asura,' it was because Liu Bin felt that moniker lacked a human touch and forbade them from addressing him that way.

The giggling and chattering laughter continued for a long time. The trainees mostly discussed the background forces of their families as well as their own cultivation levels. They showed immense enthusiasm for such conversations, speaking eagerly, practically willing to dig up other people's ancestral graves if it meant befriending genuinely powerful and talented figures.

A flash of covert elation crossed her heart, mingled with a trace of sorrow. What gladdened her was that she finally had the chance to soar into the heavens in a single bound; what distressed her was that her first time would have to be given to an old man, leaving her deeply reluctant.

Zhang Aihong chased wildly behind him brandishing a tree branch, but how could she possibly outrun her strong, athletic son?

However, the exceptionally excited Ajie remained unsatisfied, pulling out his mobile phone and continuing to ask for a photo opportunity with Han Yingying.

Subsequently, Shizuka Yoshio ordered his staff officer to summon the head of the First Army's Intelligence Section, Hata Enji.

The set attributes were exceptionally good, and it was a level 75 purple leather armor set. Since its level was five points higher than the Dawn of the Brave, its various bonus attributes were not far behind those of the Dawn of the Brave.