Chapter 46: Is Cheng Xingyu Really Fit to Be the Leading Lady?

He let out a cold snort, clearly uninterested in her drunken ramblings. With a tug at his sleeve, his voice grew even frostier.
"Call the housekeeper up. Have her tidy things up so she doesn’t turn the room into a mess."
Hearing the commotion upstairs, the housekeeper hurried up and stood respectfully at the doorway, waiting for instructions.
"She reeks of alcohol. Help..."
The townsfolk believed this because children rarely played on this street, especially those from poorer families. Parents always warned them not to run about here, lest they offend the distinguished residents.
A genius of the four elemental lines could certainly inspire absolute loyalty from the Gu family, but that didn’t mean they had the power to protect her completely.
Their outfits made it clear they’d come to stir trouble—who mourns in red clothes, carrying red flowers? It seemed Lin Ying was right; trouble had indeed come today.
Ye Pingting watched Zhang Nian with a mocking look, calculating how to keep her distance so as not to be misunderstood by the master Zhang, whose abilities surpassed even her grandfather’s. Yet she couldn’t help but scoff—these vulgar mortals, striving for enlightenment but blind to it, still sneer at country folk for their ignorance. How utterly laughable.
If this were hidden outside the mountain or buried in a pit, wild boars or other animals would surely destroy it. She’d have to look for somewhere else.
The towering mechs, over ten meters tall, were enormous compared to the ship girls barely over a meter high. They couldn’t even land a hit, only restrict their movements somewhat.
Meanwhile, Wang Liang returned home in a foul mood. Even when Wang Qiang called to him, he barely responded, sulking on the sofa.
"Your servant is here." From the crowd of court officials, a man in his thirties stepped forward, upright and kneeling in the center.
"So that’s how it is..." After hearing the explanation, I realized just how difficult it would be to trigger the Underworld Seal.
"Wow, so you’re one of the Four Young Masters of Jinling!" Zhuo Lingfeng deliberately wore an exaggerated look of surprise.
She remembered well: the first person Luo’er met upon returning home was the one whose schedule she’d been asked to investigate.
Along the way, players were everywhere, leveling up and hunting monsters—everyone knew that level determined power. The higher your level, the better equipment you could use, and the stronger you became.
Players atop the city walls turned pale in unison; such a presence meant the monster’s strength must be extraordinary.
Zhen Mi chuckled and said, "Forget him. In my heart, my good sister matters more." Without further ado, she dragged Zhao Xue right into Zhao Xue’s house, taking charge as if she were the host.
The venue was already crowded. Light glinted off wine glasses, music played softly. She glanced around but did not see Xue Yihuai.
When he looked up again, he smiled lightly. "The air outside the hospital is still the best." His expression was relaxed, and Nian Nian couldn’t help but doubt her own eyes—had that moment just now been a hallucination?
Jiang Zhenren nodded, and together they reminisced about the past. Chen’s Claypot Porridge had been a must for their schoolmates, but after the owner’s family suffered misfortune, the shop was transferred. It was their last semester of junior high, and they learned about the closure only on the restaurant’s final day.
"Our Jinghua Brotherhood is willing to offer a one-million annual salary to recruit Ye Chong as a core member. Furthermore, all rewards from future competitions will belong exclusively to Ye Chong." Wan Liyun of the Jinghua Brotherhood was the first to speak.
Zhang Anhai immediately sought out his opponent on the matchup list, visibly more relaxed.
The monster sensed danger and opened its eyes, but Ye Chong had already unleashed his Wild Howl skill.
Keisha noticed the state of the angel Yan nearby, confirming her own suspicions, but said nothing. She simply shook her head with a complex expression and patted Yan’s shoulder.