Volume 1, Chapter 48: Sweet Couple at Home

Shu Xingruo frowned, wondering what kind of nonsense he was spouting again by suddenly bringing this up.

"Let's talk about this later. Our son is still at the table."

Ji Zhixu pretended he hadn't heard anything, burying his head in his food while keeping his ears perked to listen.

"My master said that if you do not accept it, he will send it every single day until you do!" Jin Chen's voice was mechanically cold, utterly devoid of human warmth.

Wang Xuanyuan motioned to her, signaling her not to tell him anything about Stark and to make sure it didn't leak out.

In an instant, a piercing, agonizing scream echoed through the air, causing everyone to instinctively cover their ears.

Wu Zongren was struck with utter astonishment. Although this elixir had not elevated his cultivation realm, it seemed as though his innate talent had suddenly improved exponentially, radiating an aura of vibrant dragon-like vigor throughout his entire body.

At this thought, Wu Di leaped up from his hiding spot, instantly transforming into a giant right there in mid-air! That's right—didn't the creatures of the Spirit Realm measure strength by physical size? Well then, he would simply play by their rules.

"Keke, I thought you were actually working hard. Who would have thought you were just reading comic books!" Dumu Lin wore a displeased expression, full of resentment.

Keke stared blankly at Qian Yunche, wondering how he had managed to appear here. Besides, no matter what, Yuxuan could hardly be considered an outsider, whereas neither she nor Qian Yunche could be regarded as family.

Facing A-juan's enthusiastic and infatuated behavior, Bing Yuye could only force the corners of his mouth upward, struggling to squeeze out an icy smile. Even so, that alone required a tremendous effort.

Anna squatted down in agony, clutching her head with both hands. Upon seeing this, Grey hurriedly crouched down to check on what was wrong with her, offering concerned and affectionate inquiries.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on Bai Ningxuang, she lay on the hospital bed with her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her cherry lips parting slightly as she murmured another low, faint cry.

Clearly, these security guards were fans of the Suns; otherwise, they wouldn't be working as security at the Suns' home arena.

The beautiful person spoke in a languid tone, and though her posture was alluring, she somehow gave off a perpetual impression of being entirely drained of energy.

"Ji Yuanning truly trusted you. In the end, it was because of me that you suffered." Lin Ning lowered her head, sitting quietly on the edge of the couch.

"That is why I have traveled all the way from Beiqu to Luoyang to see General He, to see if there is any hope for this matter." After saying this, Huo Dong looked at Yuan Shu with an expression of absolute sincerity.

He still had to live here for some time, tally up the spoils, arrange for the right people to garrison the area, and settle a large number of single men here to establish permanent homes.

Bellamy had developed the habit out of routine, A-jin had been driven to it by necessity, and the remaining three possessed enough self-awareness to know they were weak, which drove them to work extremely hard.

The Eight-Winged Demonic Wolves naturally would not let such an opportunity slip by; their mandatory mission was to completely destroy the grand Revival Wind formation of the Immortal Forest Sect.

Muzha walked out of the city and spotted a Daoist priest with his hair tied in double topknots, wearing pale yellow robes, possessing a face as full and round as the moon, and a three-foot-long beard flowing gracefully beneath his chin.

Zhou Qi caught the ball and wanted to follow through with an alley-oop slam dunk, only to discover Zong Shen leaping up with a resolute expression, determined to block this shot under the basket.

Sugar had previously sensed a powerful fluctuation emanating from a certain direction within the Mirror World, and upon realizing this, she immediately entered the gateway world and approached the source.

When she was ten years old, she was begging on the streets one day when she caught the eye of the Kunlun Old Ghost, the Ultimate Villain, who took her in as his disciple.

He Zao bit her lip as she looked at him. If looks could kill, A-che would already have been pierced through with several holes by her gaze now.

Dark clouds rolled across the sky, thunder rumbled incessantly, heaven and earth wept in sorrow, and somewhere in the void, it felt as though a pair of eyes was watching all of this unfold.

The atmosphere turned somewhat rigid, with everyone's gazes continually shifting between Consort Xian and Yun Wangrong. One held power, and the other held favor; neither could afford to be offended.