Volume 1, Chapter 27: The Dutifully Blind Ox of an Eldest Brother in an Ancient Imperial Examination Tale 7

Mo Mo pretended to be anxious to pick up the papers on the ground, but he could not bring himself to crouch down.
Zheng Annian patted his hand reassuringly.
Picking them up to take a look, he was surprised to find they were the dowry list of the Feng family.
Good heavens: twenty-eight thousand taels of silver, one hundred mu of paddy fields, and a residence in Yuxi Town.
"Gu Zhen seems quite clever, so why couldn't he see through her?!" Su Manning curled her lips, speaking with utter disdain.
Seeing the two of them holding hands, Zhou Zhennan's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "I ran into Commander Yan on the way. When he learned you were in trouble, he came with me to rescue you." Recalling how Yan Zihui had raised his gun to shoot Li Erhu, he felt very fortunate that he had told the truth; otherwise, rescuing them would have certainly been more difficult.
For the second transaction, the amount of gold increased to thirty thousand taels. This time, it took everyone’s help to place the gold into the dilapidated temple, and Madam Liang, He Ruoqiu, remained there to await the appearance of the Gold-Clad Hero.
Holding his phone for quite a while, Su Manning hesitated, unsure whether he should make the call.
Fufeng slid off Yun Lingyuan's index finger and crawled onto Ye Ming's palm. Then, the winged serpent spread its wings and took flight, its body growing larger and larger until the golden snake body was as thick as an adult's waist. The flapping of its wings kicked up sand and stones, making their robes whip and snap.
The big guy didn't feel much, as his own strength was already formidable; however, his control over the earth-shaping ability was not very good, and in moments, he had turned the nearby ruins into a chaotic mess.
Qing Jun was so shocked his eyes nearly popped out of his head. It took several long breaths before he realized that one of his arms had been severed by Yue Nana. Blood spurted out like a fountain, instantly soaking his black clothing.
Therefore, attempting to bribe someone like him was absolutely impossible; unless, of course, one used other methods.
Gu Zhen hugged her shoulders dotingly, suddenly finding her impulsive, straightforward actions quite endearing.
"If only there were a bowl of braised pork," Lu Tian swallowed, feeling a bit nostalgic for the delicacies he had once eaten.
Frederica was rendered speechless by Li Junhao’s relentless, stinging remarks, and her whole body began to flush red. It was clear she had been provoked by Li Junhao.
A cold shout, filled with incomparable dominance, caused the burly man to stop in his tracks. Muke followed the direction of the voice, only to see a youth in a crimson robe speeding toward them, his expression slightly grim.
After Qin Fen finished breakfast, the car arranged by Smith to pick them up arrived. At that moment, Li Wangcai’s call came through.
Before long, Lin Qihua returned with his guitar and sat down. He gently plucked the strings, the sound drifting ethereal and faint, coming and going with the breeze, much like the fragrance of an orchid—clear, elegant, and transcendent.
"No one here will take your life. They are all ordinary people and pose no threat whatsoever," Liuxing said, hurriedly intervening.
Instantly, Lu Tian’s golden primordial spirit was rendered in seven colors. After being processed by that person, he was able to absorb the high-level soul energy.
There were two planes in total: one was a private jet for the foundation members, and the other was a cargo plane fully loaded with relief supplies.
Since Duan Tianlang and Xiong Zi would not be discharged from the hospital for at least a month or two, that conflict could be temporarily set aside; he only needed to remain vigilant in his heart.
But it was still one step too late. With a creak, the lid was forcefully pushed open by Qin Fen and shoved aside.
Through countless brushes with life and death, Xingchen had used this goal to keep going; it was a promise and, at the same time, a guiding light for his journey forward.
The waves continued to rage madly. Before the sea monster Nofis, the black aircraft looked like a tiny skiff, ready to capsize at any moment. Amidst the sound of several waves laced with thunder, the left wing of the aircraft was struck directly and instantly turned to dust.