Chapter 32: Who Says My People Were Raised Without Manners?

Before leaving, he cast a meaningful glance at Qiao Weiwei.

Old Madam Gu sighed, knowing Jiang Yue’s strong-willed nature meant that nothing she said would change her mind. Unfortunately, Zhiyuan was equally stubborn; when two such people clashed, there was bound to be trouble. Sure enough, that evening after Gu Zhiyuan returned home, a fierce argument erupted between him and Jiang Yue in the second-floor study. He stormed out of the house and did not return all night, yet he appeared at Lin Zhiyi’s birthday banquet the following day.

Suddenly, Chen Hu twisted his waist, gripped the baboon leader firmly, and arched backward with great force. He yanked the creature off the ground, spun it 180 degrees into the air, and slammed it straight down onto the earth.

"That is well... you may go." Her voice abruptly returned to a cold indifference. "Yes." Qingyi bowed her head, her hair veiling her face and the jealousy in her eyes. Biting her lip, she retreated step by step.

Chewing on that name and imagining the expression he might wear upon his departure, she felt as if a heavy stone were lodged in her chest, leaving her struggling for breath.

The Jade Emperor paused, intending to speak further, but a single look from the Queen Mother silenced him. Old Man Yue glanced at him, and upon receiving a reluctant nod, immediately flicked his whisk and departed the Hall of Miraculous Radiance.

"My Lord, Lord Liangmu may have other matters to report to you. I shall take my leave first," Saigo Kanji said. Seeing Liangmu Ippei approaching to pay his respects to Matsuue Yoshimitsu, he decided to withdraw; otherwise, if Liangmu Ippei were to ask him to excuse himself later, it would be an unnecessary humiliation.

"Sister Zhen, don’t you worry. If the Queen persists in her oppression, I will beg Father to bring you and Master Liang to Yuxia! I won't let her bully you!" Inside the carriage, Yu Shao clenched her fists, her voice sweet yet filled with fierce determination.

The first to receive news of Yuan Kang’s assassination was Amano Saburo Yasukage, who was guarding the outskirts of Daishan Castle. He immediately notified Ishikawa Kiyokane, who was left in charge. Ishikawa Kiyokane promptly ordered the report to be verified and instructed Sakai Gakunosuke and Okubo Shinbachiro to patrol the city to maintain public order.

The world is like this: some find joy while others suffer. Jun Mochen rejoiced over his child-to-be, while Xiao Junfeng locked himself in his room, drinking cup after cup of sorrowful wine.

Although Yun Xiaotian and Yun Ruoxuan appeared somewhat dejected, there were no new wounds or stains on their bodies; it seemed the members of the Demon Cult had not tortured their prisoners.

"It’s long past dinner time, so of course we’re having skewers!" Mao Yu laughed, then sent his best friend Ao Cheng out to buy barbecue and beer.

Ye Chu still could not land a strike. The more the man dodged, the more intense the smell of blood became; despite his severe injuries, the man’s speed had not diminished in the slightest.

Jiang Yu watched dispassionately as Liu Dong collapsed to the floor, making no move to help him. Instead of offering aid, she fetched a sterilized syringe, plunged it into his vein, and did not stop until she had drawn a full tube of blood.

"You—who are you?" Upon seeing Charles, the chubby merchant seemed to recall something, and his face turned pale.

Visibly, the gray stone path within the cemetery, which should have led toward the depths of the grounds, was rapidly "dyed" in a layer of black that writhed and expanded with alarming speed.

"You certainly have quite the imagination. Where exactly do you intend to move these people from?" Emperor Jing’an almost laughed at the suggestion.

Lin Nengjin watched her with concern. For one, she would inevitably think of Chang Yi, and such pain was surely unbearable. For another, she had been admitted to the team as an exception and had shone at the provincial games, but showing up in such a poor state immediately upon joining would certainly invite criticism and speculation from others.

Before he spoke, he re-checked the signal jamming, confirming that communication with Branch 23 and the Lake Island Liaison Bureau was temporarily severed.

Gradually, he began to spend more time there than Xie Mao. The apartment filled with the scent of Yi Feishi, and Xie Mao, too, grew fond of lingering there.

A translucent turtle glided slowly through the air before his eyes. It looked so leisurely and carefree, clearly enjoying itself. Watching it intently, Tyrion felt a strange sense of envy and reached out to touch it.