Chapter 23: It’s Her

The wedding proceeded unusually smoothly. Under the ritual of three kowtows and nine bows, Bai Yuxian officially assumed the title of Young Madam of Zhongli Manor, no longer the nameless, statusless Bai Yuxian of the past.

That ghostly creature kept snarling at Lin Yu, its gaze wary and defensive. Had Lin Yu not been present, it would have lunged at Tang Yanxue long ago.

At this moment, Liu Xiang felt as if she had been reborn; the joy in her heart was beyond words.

That strike was even more effective than the first time I used my hand! The white fellow’s groin took a hit from the shovel, and he let out a low, powerful, agonizing scream.

“Is this really possible?” Looking at the sniper rifle, which appeared quite ordinary, Huizi found it hard to associate it with the power Longci had described.

In the video, Qin Zihao responded with immense confidence that he would arrive at the Haichao Sect by tomorrow, telling the traitor Jiang Wutao to prepare for death.

“What if we win?” According to Chaikov’s tone, the supervisor was experiencing a feeling akin to extremes of fire and ice.

No matter how much you give for her—even your life at most—she will only respond with a simple “thank you.” You are my own brother; I don’t want you to do foolish things for a fleeting, illusory love.

Wei Yong stared blankly at Fuchun, his brother standing there without pants, exuding a foul stench, his lower half fully exposed; but how did he end up with that mess on his rear?

Their troubles finally drew Jiang Shan’s pity. One day, he found Wenren Bai, stopped him from leaving, and punched him squarely.

A wise man’s slap landed on Leng Rui’s head. The Alpha smiled, but at that moment, a voice suddenly emerged from the collar around the Alpha’s neck.

After a while, Le Xiao stepped out of the alley, smiled at the blazing sun above, and pulled up the employment contract on her phone.

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Ye Fan quickly gathered his wits, scooping up a space stone from the ground and packing all the remaining items inside.

“Xi!” A shout came from nearby. Ye Yi noticed a man in white running toward them, followed by seven or eight others.

Nan Xinyi never knew any of this. In her eyes, Yun Suyu was nothing but a seductive woman, and her gaze was full of jealousy and disdain.

She tirelessly dialed Su Jinsheng’s number over and over, wishing desperately that Su Jinsheng was well, able to listen to her now.

“What is this? So strange!” Yue’er pointed at a strange object barely larger than a palm, puzzled.

This was not the first time she had told Huo Yuan this; she truly disliked being kept in the dark or having things hidden from her.

Suddenly, applause sounded nearby. Chen Kai and Wu Fangyu approached Ye Fan and the others.

“Very well. Since Hebo has spoken, what can we argue against? Better to respectfully comply,” Cang Song replied, bowing.

Zhao Dahai ate quietly without much talk, fully aware that his status at the table was undoubtedly the lowest.

Xu Yan was handcuffed and unable to resist. Fortunately, the police quickly realized this and pulled Xu Fang aside in time.

“If you dare run, the nine-clam worms inside your belly have no antidote. In just seven days, you will rot away and die,” Fang Qi said with a calm smile, as if seeing through the other’s plan.

“I must see her! I must!” he laughed loudly. Meanwhile, Fang Qi beside him slowly regained consciousness and sighed deeply.

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“Enough, Ye Mo. Take your men and leave. Withdraw from Z City with the Ye family. Don’t let me see you here again, or I’ll beat you every time,” Qian Yifei stood up and looked down on Ye Mo, speaking slowly.

Throughout this journey, Lin Yi gained much—he forged a full set of warrior armor, possessed divine-grade spiritual roots over a thousand in value, and collected many rare divine artifacts. The innate White Grass Map had evolved into a vast domain.

He said nothing further, simply scooping up the storage bags of those few individuals and gathering the scattered spiritual weapons.

“You’re making baseless assumptions. It’s just your conjecture; there could be other reasons. It’s not necessarily this one,” Elder Yi frowned, choosing disbelief.

The bodyguards were no fools; without a word, they hoisted Jin Daquan and another person, dragging them outside as if they were dead weight.

Fei Liang grabbed Shi Yi’s hand and slipped a ring onto it, teasing, “What, are you saying I’m an old bull eating tender grass? This tender grass is mine for life!” He pulled Shi Yi’s arm and rose, holding her close.

Liu Lingshan disdainfully tossed her phone aside, refusing to listen to Sun Huixian’s scolding. She thought, since they weren’t divorced yet, it was best to keep up appearances, so she drove straight to the hospital.

“All right, all right, stop your chatter. You can still speak here, proving they didn’t do anything to you,” Li Mengru said with amusement.

That’s exactly it. His eyes were filled with frustration as he said, “Although I sometimes make you impulsive, I have never lied to you. For you, I hope we can live harmoniously, avoiding confusion in the end.”

Whether high-grade or mid-grade spiritual stones, they outnumbered that bodyguard’s by hundreds of thousands! There were millions of low-grade spiritual stones, and thirty-nine top-tier spiritual stones! Moreover, the high-grade storage ring contained many exquisite weapons, materials, and elixirs.

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