Volume One, Chapter 38: She Remained Silent, Merely Resonating Deeply

Su Nianxi had just scrolled through Da Fen’s Weibo moments ago; the next second, curious netizens and critics swarmed in, eager to see what new mischief this person had stirred up.

In this lifetime, Song Chen had originally intended to change his name, but he hesitated, worried that altering it might trigger unforeseen events in the future, so he kept it as it was.

Jiu Lama had wanted to roar loudly a few times, but upon seeing the fearsome Maya Demon present, he immediately shrank back like a quail.

Indeed, she truly sought a new romance to dilute and fill the bitterness and emptiness left by her unrequited love.

After resting for a day, Xu Ping’an woke up the next morning to exercise, took a shower, ate breakfast, checked the time, then left her room to board the hotel’s shuttle to head to the research institute.

She lacked the proud stubbornness of those pale-skinned foreigners; without waiting for the old priest’s instructions, she knelt firmly on the meditation cushion and kowtowed three times before Elder Yaozu with utmost sincerity.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Ping’an immediately began making calls. She contacted Chen Sikai—someone needed to visit Hangzhou for the acquisition, and since Xu Ping’an didn’t trust anyone else aside from Ji Xueyi, who was in the capital, Chen Sikai was the only option.

“Shhh~” The editing room filled with a chorus of sharp intakes of breath. Then, everyone turned their gaze toward Si Yan in unison. The large office suddenly fell silent.

Neither Song Chen nor Fatty could have imagined that as soon as the Blazing Wolf left the novice village, he began sending people to wait for them in major cities—shadowy spies specifically assigned to tail them. Just moments ago, this fellow had passed the job transfer quest, left the novice village, and hurriedly gathered his men to come here.

Tony remained silent, silently working alongside Jarvis to dismantle and retrofit the new supercomputer on the Yongdu spacecraft.

“How much funding can you gather?” Xu Ping’an asked. Hua Shao and the others paused, thinking for a moment.

“Regret! I never knew what regret was until she left,” he said, as if he had turned the entire world upside down.

Seven short swords lay scattered haphazardly on the ground. Long Qianxun glanced at them briefly, barely bothering to look further.

At that moment, Tie Ruoran was also deeply shaken by the number of powerful warriors present. Most of them had surpassed even his father’s level. He had always thought his father was the strongest, but now realized there were many far mightier than his father beyond their home.

“Yun Ni, sister, it was always us sisters who were wrong. Today we’ve come to admit our faults. Beat us, punish us—we accept it all. Please forgive us,” Yu Tao knelt alongside Yu Li, repeatedly pleading.

Dragon Tian had already retreated over a hundred meters away, his eyes twitching at the rolling poisonous cloud that advanced toward him. He then turned and fled desperately. Under such a toxic storm, he had no confidence in surviving.

Unexpectedly, Madam Lin did not reject outright. Though she didn’t agree immediately, she said she would consider it. From her tone, there was still considerable hope for Changqing.

Perhaps burdened by guilt from standing by helplessly in a past life, Lin Su’s feelings toward Li Moshan were complex. She treated her as a close confidante, yet instinctively yielded to her and sought to be kind within her means. This continued until both married Si Yue—then still the Xin king—and became his concubines.

Ouyang lay on the bed, having removed his outer garment, clad only in a silk, moon-white inner robe. His complexion was pale, and his right shoulder was wrapped in bandages, faintly stained with blood.