Chapter 44: I Will Fight This Lawsuit with You All the Way to the End

"Oh, well, if it isn't Miss Li?"
"Did you have a pleasant time last night?"
Upon seeing Li Mengyan, Liang Zhixin wore a playful expression and said in a sarcastic tone, "Getting together just last night, and already making an appointment to drop the kids off together early this morning."
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However, the cultivation levels of the other island masters could not compare. When the time came, each relied on their own karmic affinity in practice—some achieved the Nascent Soul stage, while others used substitution objects—all struggling bitterly to hold on, until the Golden Water Palace opened for the second time, leaving only a scant few survivors.
Yet, upon second thought, He Shikang felt that such a notion might not be entirely preposterous. Grave robbers from antiquity down to the present day might indeed have been played entirely by Qin Shi Huang.
The hastily cleared streets still had bluestone pavement washed bright red by the rain, and the drainage ditches on both sides were still gurgling with red rainwater.
There was an even more important point: Li Yan wanted to take a gamble. Although he could see that Qin Yibai might not be a member of the Yuan family, that was merely a possibility! Even if Qin Yibai truly had no ties to the Yuan clan, based solely on the extraordinary aura he displayed and the casual, effortless way he pushed the dragon steed aside just now, he was by no means an ordinary person.
The eastern horizon glowed faintly red, whether illuminated by the soaring flames or heralded by the approaching dawn.
Because Zhang Ruchun was deep within the dense forest, and although the season had grown warm, it was still difficult to withstand the damp chill of the mountain wilderness. Coupled with the fine, misty rain, even with Zhang Ruchun's pure yang qi—which could steam the dampness from his clothes at any moment—he had no desire to fight against the heavens for long. As time dragged on, a sense of coldness inevitably crept in.
The journey back was much more harmonious than the trip there. Hand in hand, Yuechu had completely cleared away the lingering resentment in her heart.
Recalling how startlingly short Ouluzi was, and how transforming himself would likely match the old man's description, Zhang Ruchun could not help but smile.
However, Li Cangyue was different. As the sole specially recruited student of the Wuji Palace, her strength was formidable; there was simply no need for her to come to a place like the Earth Courtyard.
"Go, dispatch another secret envoy. Ensure our stance is accurately conveyed to the Prince of Chu and the Prince of Wei, and earnestly implore them to cooperate and not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," the King of Chuyun added.
She took the claw-machine prize she had thrown in earlier out of the drawer, clenched it in her palm for a moment, and then gently placed it back.
For the next two days, Ziyangzi stayed at Wuchenzi's home. When he wasn't drinking tea and discussing the Dao with Wuchenzi, he was strolling leisurely through the countryside with him, his body at ease and his mind tranquil, completely carefree and unfettered.
Liu An even felt that this monkey was uncharacteristically well-behaved today, glancing at her several times during class.
The two of them found a decent-looking Sichuan restaurant along the way. Gan Ruolan ordered four classic Sichuan dishes in one breath: Mapo Tofu, Boiled Slices of Pork in Hot Chili Oil, Fish with Pickled Cabbage, and Twice-Cooked Pork.
Yet, those dark tresses set against snow-white skin, matched with a bright red bellyband, delivered a powerful sensory stimulation.
High-ranking leaders usually preferred to sit in the seat directly behind the driver, whereas township-level cadres favored the front passenger seat. That position offered a good view and relative spaciousness, appearing much brighter and less claustrophobic than the stuffy back row.
Fang Ming and his companions were by no means ordinary figures. He was astonished that Jun Chen could find such powerful and utterly loyal experts to escort and protect him.
It twisted restlessly in the Queen's arms, attempting to struggle free from her embrace.
Unintentionally spoken, yet attentively heard, Zhao Shihan quietly engraved the name Liu Xinyan into her heart.
Even that infamous figure who famously asked, "Why don't they eat meat?" might well have been filled deep down with sympathy and affection for the impoverished commoners.
This point was not yet obvious among the upper echelons of the imperial court, but in the middle and lower ranks, it was becoming increasingly clear.
Chu Ziqi and the law enforcement officers watching the video around her clenched their fists tightly, making the sound of cracking bones.
"Li Ruijia?" Upon hearing Li Ruijia state her name, Luo Xiaohui looked somewhat surprised. She stared closely at Li Ruijia for a few seconds, making her feel rather uneasy before finally looking away.
Nanke briefly explained the situation to Hulk, and regardless of whether it understood or not, he walked toward the crater, the purple glow in his eyes mixed with a hint of crimson.
It was the first time she had ever seen a living entity shake off her Heart Prison Fire with merely a vibration of its body.
When Luo Ruitian drove back to the urban area, it was already past 7:00 PM, catching just the tail end of Shijiazhuang's evening rush hour.
The problem was that Feng Luo's cultivation techniques were specifically targeted at the soul. Gathering souls and the like was practically effortless.
Now that her tongue had healed, there was naturally no need to drink thin porridge anymore. Mei Mengzhen reheated her lunch and ate this belated meal.
And what the three great families were doing could trigger a chain reaction affecting the whole body; it meant courting death and clan extermination—it was simply far too madness-driven.
If they advanced another few dozen meters, the laser guns would cause the creatures' mucus to splash onto the group, preventing them from stopping their advance and plunging everyone into a predicament once more.
Even if Lady Jia were to change her attitude now, it would be too late. Bound by the patriarchal system, Jia Cong had to protect a portion of the Jia family, but as for how much genuine affection remained, that was hardly certain.
After going back and forth for four or five days, Wei Yang suddenly launched a massive assault on the camp. The attack came too abruptly, and Zhang Wei hurriedly rushed his soldiers forward to hold the line. But how could soldiers who had already exhausted most of their stamina possibly block the elite enemy's onslaught? Zhang Wei's camp instantly plunged into chaos, and Wei Yang breached it in a single stroke.