Chapter 25 I Promise Not to Play Matchmaker

Jiang Heming’s voice suddenly turned light and airy, brimming with delight. "Let's go on Saturday! If we’re tired out, we can rest on Sunday. They rent out riding gear there, though we usually wear our own. If you don’t have a proper outfit, I’ll accompany you to buy one tomorrow or the day after, and you can bring it along then!"

Xia Huajiao’s gaze sharpened as she refused once again. "Just give me the address; I’ll go buy it myself. Besides, regarding the horse riding—I am not staying overnight!"

Jiang Heming immediately let out a joyful chuckle over the phone.

Their appearances and ages were well-suited. If Li Qirui could find work, there was no need to worry about Liu Lanyun being unemployed. Yun Feng weighed the situation and concluded they were truly a match made in heaven.

"Heh, fine. Next time, I won't bother with you at all. Just leave you to fend for yourself," Tang Yi chuckled. I kindly saved your life, and this is the thanks I get? You’re even cursing me? He turned and walked away immediately.

While returning the broom to the old man, Jun Yan kept his eyes fixed on the man’s aged face, hoping to discern something, but he was left disappointed.

Yet, he could not convince himself otherwise; failing to nurture such character would be a significant loss for the company.

She released all the hidden power within her body in one burst. Had her new partner not pressed the 'brake' in time, she surely would have fainted long ago.

Those souls seemed truly suspicious. Although they acted like spirits close to the old man, their tone of voice lacked any excitement, appearing dull and sluggish.

Qin Yang thought back to his struggle with Li Kai, when the He family had staked a commercial building worth five hundred million. Wasn't this exactly the same principle?

Qin Yang’s expression was uncertain because he had gone to the trouble of diving into the great river to search, yet he hadn't found Lu Tao’s body. The current was quite swift, making it impossible for him to confirm whether Lu Tao was dead and swept away by an undercurrent, or if he had escaped.

Li Mo extended her hand, and Hai Lan placed the formula for the Sixth-Grade Demon Spirit Pill into her palm. She stayed in the alchemy room, watching her refine three batches of the Sixth-Grade Demon Spirit Pill over the course of a year, before finally setting her mind at ease.

Xuan Yang’s face flushed with agitation. He looked at his martial aunt, who was huddled in the corner in fear, his eyes filled with heartache.

Silver Moon continued to unleash a meteor shower, shattering the light waves into a sea of tranquil radiance. As the gentle, shimmering waves swept over the darkness, they purified the evil within, liberating the souls trapped inside.

But this couldn't be blamed on Kewe; after searching her memories, she realized this situation was quite common in the beast world.

Naturally, she couldn't teach Zhao Xi the internal cultivation arts of her sect, so she only shared general knowledge regarding cultivation.

He activated the helmet’s built-in night vision system and looked toward the extravagantly decorated tent. Two orange-glowing silhouettes appeared before his eyes, and he could even overhear their conversation.

Since they had turned right earlier, turning left now should lead them directly to the mouth of the alley.

The elevator doors opened. Talia stiffened, took a deep breath, and stepped out. She crossed the subterranean space supported by two rows of pillars and walked to the room draped in light, gauzy curtains, where she knelt halfway to the ground.

Cang Ming and Cang Yue, seeing that their mother wasn't angry, curiously shuffled toward Cang You and reached out to touch the gauze.

The "Bi Cave" was equivalent to a modern red-light district, specifically intended for beastmen without mates to vent their urges. It was filled with females who were infertile and lacked beast-husbands; those who entered rarely survived more than five or six years.

The usually soft and adorable silver fox was terrifying when enraged, acting like a fierce, desperate madman.

Opening this door might mean facing the inevitable vow of parting... She had no idea how the other person would react.

Lan Jing had absolute trust in Ye Fan; she could entrust herself entirely to him, allowing him to help her recast her body.

However, all she had beside her were three broken steel blocks, motionless and devoid of any sign of life.