Chapter 55 Offering Solace to Those Who Departed in Sorrow

Li Wan's tone was flat, devoid of any inflection.
She said bluntly, "Tastes awful."
Yu Ling was ready to die of embarrassment; the tangerine in her hand was impossible to either eat or discard.
"Stop eating it, it's insanely sour."
Li Wan snatched the tangerine straight out of her hand and tossed it into the trash can, saying with displeasure, "Even if you really meant it that way, I wouldn't eat you alive. Your acting is just too terrible."
Yu Ling could only offer an awkward smile, for she truly—
Looking up at the sun overhead, the Fifth Brother said earnestly, "If we head east, we will definitely be able to walk out of here. Right now, we should figure out how to deal with the pursuers behind us!" The Fifth Brother's eyes tightened as his intuition sensed a murderous aura approaching their direction.
Perhaps people are just like this; often, only by first giving them a slap and then a sweet date can they truly feel grateful to you. And the Fifth Brother happened to be someone who enjoyed doing just that—combining the carrot and the stick, wrapping firmness in gentleness.
Seeing the Fifth Brother shake his head, Shen Xiao finally let out a sigh of relief. However, when the Fifth Brother's gaze landed on him once more, Shen Xiao's recently relaxed nerves instantly tightened up again.
Old Yun wore a solemn expression, as if he were reciting Zhuge Liang's Memorial on the Expedition from the Three Kingdoms era. Yet, while Old Yun was Zhuge Liang, the Fifth Brother was certainly no foolish A-dou. He had already quietly committed Old Yun's words to memory. After all, Old Yun's initial intention was undoubtedly for his own benefit.
Wanqing had already grabbed Tianxue, but failed to pull her away. By the time she finally managed to separate them, Mu Tianyang had also brought the car to a halt.
The fierce battle in the morning had been manageable enough, but after achieving victory, the conquerors inevitably had to shoulder the duty of clearing the battlefield; otherwise, if a plague broke out, the ones out of luck would certainly be them, stationed outside the city.
He was bearing immense pressure in his heart, struggling fiercely between speaking out and keeping silent. He had learned of certain matters—concerning Li Shenfu, the gates of hell, demons, and even angels.
In truth, there were many within the Shen Sect who found Lao Tie an eyesore, and this Meng Yi was one of them.
Glancing around at everyone present and reading the expressions on their faces, the Fifth Brother did not discover anything unusual about anyone.
"Things are indeed a bit busy!" Xiao Jingchen said, lowering his head to steal a quiet kiss at the corner of her brow. A slight ache pricked his heart when he noticed a flash of disappointment in her bright, clear eyes.
"Xu Lingshao, do not assume that just because your husband is the head of the Organization Department, you can act without organization or discipline! This is a decision made by the Social Affairs Office. If you harbor any dissatisfaction, you can voice it to superiors through proper channels, rather than talking back to Director Guan." Lian Linghao launched a merciless attack on Xu Lingshao.
Not long after, a surge of spiritual energy actually burst forth from the Huiyin acupoint, lifting the two of them up. A lotus-shaped platform of spiritual energy manifested three feet off the ground, and the two appeared to be seated atop a blooming lotus.
"Indeed, he forcefully dumped the Northern Aviation Group onto me and demanded the settlement of ten billion yuan in debt before the end of the year. This is no different from daylight robbery," Le Fan said, sweeping his gaze across the assembled group.
Chen Taioran stepped forward and patted Shen Xinxiu's back with concern, only to have a sudden gust of fierce wind strike his ribs, forcing him to take a half-step back and raise his guard to parry.
Could the curse of love really be at play here? Yet this matter was undoubtedly inextricably linked to Bailan! When did these two collude with each other?
"Shut your mouth! Cut out Xichun's tongue and throw her into the celestial prison! Execute her by beheading on an auspicious day!" Long Lyan'er said with extreme fury, pointing at Xichun and roaring.
Gu Nian noticed the peculiar looks in the surrounding gazes, but she did not turn to look—the occasion at this moment did not permit her to turn around either. Thus, she could only see Xiao Qi, who was seated in the chair at the center of the ancestral hall's main room, and the empty chair placed right beside him.
Although Qi Tianyuan had not anticipated Le Fan's outright refusal, he still felt a stirring of excitement within his heart.