Chapter Seventy-One: The Immortal’s Marvelous Techniques (Ten Thousand Words Update—Please Subscribe!)

After this incident, Su Liuying truly felt that Lou Yue was indeed as Nanshan had described—a man cold on the outside but warm within, especially toward her.

Zhang Yitao was genuinely pleased; after all, it seemed that his mentor, Li Yawen, had done a fine job rallying support for him.

Yet, out of courtesy, Qiu Minghao still sent Director Ruan Xingxing a brief message to express his gratitude.

Lou Yue, in order to coax her into eating, brought her different delicacies from the capital’s most renowned restaurants every day. But no matter how exquisite the food, she had no appetite for any of it.

Damn, I suddenly understood—this was yet another scheme. So much has been happening lately, I feel more and more muddled, unable to grasp many things unless others spell them out for me.

Before I could walk over, my body suddenly felt light—Chu Lanzhan swept me up by the waist, lifting me directly over the shards of the bronze mirror.

Qiu Minghao smiled with indifference. As for Chen Feng, he had little impression—perhaps not a good one at all. On the road to Fan Xizi breaking up with his predecessor, Chen Feng had played an indispensable role. Qiu Minghao instinctively felt a deep aversion and repulsion toward this man.

The Wangtian Hotel in Jingdu was still a good distance from the Ye family villa district, and today’s traffic seemed particularly poor. What would usually take thirty minutes to get home now looked to require nearly fifty.

Song Xining sat quietly across from them, watching the scene unfold. He remembered how, in the past, he was always the one beside Song Chan. Her arms were short, so whenever she wanted something to eat, she’d act coquettishly and have him fetch it for her. Now, though, someone else had taken his place at her side.

“The medicine’s effects will last until midnight. Are you sure you want to wait here?” Gu Xuanwu turned to look at me.

Mother Lu, upon seeing the vivid color of the red coral, noticed how it stained the entire tank water crimson. Amidst this red glow sparkled flecks of silver, creating a mesmerizing beauty that filled her eyes with wonder.

“What are you all chatting so excitedly about?” Li Jiayu’s voice suddenly rang out. The crowd turned, and sure enough, Li Jiayu had just pushed open the door and entered the private room.

As a pragmatic man, he truly couldn't fathom the wealthy’s obsession with jade and luxury ornaments. Over ten million—couldn’t that money be put to far better use? Just for a few pretty stones, what was the appeal?

The pair exchanged anxious glances, clearly worried whether Meng Batian could pull through.

“Yes, especially those yellow croakers this time—we absolutely can’t sell them to those people!” someone immediately chimed in.

A man slowly approached, passing by Shen Yan who was hiding in one of the apartment units, brushing shoulders with a mother and child just leaving.

The Winter Soldier took the Gatling gun from one of the men in black, slung it at his waist, and began his pursuit of Wu Yang, spraying bullets wildly and leaving spent shells scattered everywhere.

“I—I was kidnapped by a mutant called Magneto. He took me to an unknown island…” Senator Kelly said with difficulty.

Those villagers interested in going out to sea for fishing were particularly eager to seize such an opportunity to see the open waters, so they could make a better-informed decision.

“A mere beast-dragon dares to challenge me? Die!” the Thunder Beast roared in fury, raising a paw and smashing it down upon the dragon’s claw.

Had it not been for Yang Jincheng’s intervention at the time, Hua Xiyan believed she would have surely perished. She’d lost her internal energy’s protection, and the arrow, shot by Zihan, had been impossibly precise and unavoidable.

County Magistrate Hua sighed deeply, pain in his eyes, and a greater sense of loneliness than before enveloped him.

Hua Xiyan was stunned, her mind suddenly blank, while Madam Wang, upon hearing this, began to weep even more loudly.

Though Zhao Kai’s powers had been significantly curtailed, he was still the Regent. With the emperor absent, he retained a measure of authority.

Bai Haoshan was already shaken by the aura emanating from Zhuo Yu. Without so much as a fight, he vanished from sight, and in the instant Bai Haoshan disappeared, Zhuo Yu was gone as well.

Qi Yu, upon receiving Shao Zhen’s telegram, was naturally delighted. Being alone in Shanghai without a capable assistant at his side was truly unsettling.

Everyone stared intently at the mysterious creature emerging slowly from the elevator—two dog-like beings, their bodies covered in dark, armored plates, spines running down their backs, teeth sharp and pointed. Two of them even stood upright, walking almost like humans.

“Who exactly is the ‘Queen,’ and why must she grant her approval?” Icarus hesitated, this being the first time he’d heard such a notion.

Only then did they call for help to clean up the chaos in the room. Chun was instructed to fetch new clothes for her, while A-Ling was told to prepare hot water. The stench of vomit clinging to her was truly unbearable.

Deng Yuxuan hesitated, closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and chose to follow her heart.

The monastery’s dining hall had a rule: if you missed the lunchtime, no one would save you a meal or cook anew. The purpose was to instill punctuality in the monks. If one was truly hungry, they would have to go to the kitchen and cook for themselves.

Su Run set her suitcase aside, beckoned Cheng Yuan over, and together they found a quiet corner to sit, listening quietly as the others conversed.