Chapter 28: Obedience Is Better Than Courtesy

Lin Nian emphasized the word "summon" with biting sarcasm, feeling more and more that Princess Xuanyun was nothing but a wanton woman, bringing any man she pleased into her estate.

Wu Gexi Chong wore a beaming smile, yet his rugged features made the expression look less like a friendly greeting and more like a big bad wolf trying to lure a helpless rabbit.

Seeing the commotion, Cheng Liuyi and the other two women inside the reception hall stepped out, their expressions a mix of surprise, jealousy, and envy.

The Third Young Miss felt a pang of envy; she was the same age as Lin Nian, and in the past, she had...

She had originally assumed that once Mu Yirou left, Mu Yijin would certainly send her money. When she heard that her sister-in-law was pregnant a while back, she had planned to secretly take the gifts Mu Yijin bestowed and bring them home, but she never expected things to turn out like this.

The Emperor’s great achievements would be decided by his artillery. The Emperor was deeply invested in the matter and longed to see them off personally. However, there was one concern: the battlefield was perilous. While the chances of victory were high, no one could guarantee there wouldn't be unforeseen mishaps. If disaster struck and they failed to secure a win, the Emperor’s personal farewell would become a laughingstock.

Thus, Sun Mo'an decided to completely overhaul DT, leveraging the company's existing resources and technology to establish a new firm.

Shaking his head, Hua Ruyi picked up his teacup and downed it in one gulp as if it were wine; at this moment, he truly wished he had a drink.

"Of course, of course, a partner, a soulmate." Rafe Spall nodded while pursing his lips in agreement. "Though I think I should deal with this first." He pointed to his slightly protruding belly and laughed.

Finally, on the fifteenth, Jin Yexuan and I returned home early. We picked up the two artifacts, gave Mother Zhang all the necessary instructions, and headed out.

Standing to the side, Xiaoxiao was completely petrified. By the time she realized what was happening, a trickle of black blood was oozing from the corner of Mu Yijin's mouth, which terrified her to the core.

"Do you have a general location?" Though silent, An Feng did not ignore the Demon Emperor's order, asking directly instead.

"What’s wrong, Xiran?" Jin Yexuan noticed the change in my expression and leaned in toward me, anxious.

Just then, on the street paved with green flagstones, three or four wandering souls, appearing to be only seven or eight years old, ran past Li Qing and Zhong Kui, holding black and white paper kites and laughing with an eerie, chilling sound.

In the end, Mu Mu agreed to Shi Yi's request and took him back to the hospital. With their relationship suddenly shifting to this point, Shi Yi didn't know how he would face the family members at Mu Mu's home.

Zhang Mu’s face darkened. He had originally intended to observe the man’s martial arts, but now he had lost all interest. A murderous intent radiated from his body, chilling the air around him.

One step further, breaking the seemingly impenetrable yet fragile barrier between mortal and god, and the destiny of the gods would be his to determine.

The cold sunset lingers over the lonely village, the mournful wind wails across the fields. The stream is too deep for the snow to rest, the mountains are frozen, holding back the clouds. Seagulls and herons fly, indistinguishable, the sandbars hazy and blurred. A few plum trees stand by the wild bridge, all blanketed in white.

The first step is the fundamental mixing of glass raw materials, adding soda ash, limestone, and quartz in precise proportions.

Watching the remnant sun slowly sinking in the west outside the window, Todd recalled what Hoskins had said to him that afternoon.

Thinking this way, he still understood that blindly continuing his bitter cultivation would yield weak results. Even without relying on medicinal pills to break through, he needed to go out, travel, and cross blades with other cultivators to seek a breakthrough through different means.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the four Zhuxian Swords were forced back, buckling under the power unleashed by the Gate of Eternal Life.

Under the gaze of everyone present, Qi Wuce wore an expression of sudden realization and slapped his forehead with his right hand. It was unclear what strange scheme he had hatched, but the Olympian side grew visibly tense due to his actions.

"Stolen light," Erebus said, his voice dropping low. He continued to pull her into the vegetable garden, stopping before a simple outdoor kitchen where he ushered her inside.