Chapter 46: Inviting Resentment

Ning Xin detested Mrs. Wu, so after offering a perfunctory agreement, she wanted nothing more to do with her.

However, Ning Qi was different. He was her own younger brother, one she had carried in her arms ever since he was a child.

Ning Qi hesitated.

"Spit it out quickly, I need to head into the mountains."

She should have gone into the mountains much earlier. A single deer was worth six taels and five fen of silver, and two of them would fetch thirteen taels—that was by no means a small sum.

She could buy out the entire peddler's carrying pole with that.

"I..."

As Ning Xin watched him speak, she kept...

With the tea swallowed down, the two people who had jumped down a short while after them came into their field of vision.

"Are you truly not afraid of me?" Ru Ji spent most of her time in the water, only occasionally walking ashore, and she was well aware of the ways of the world today.

Under the relentless battering, Zhang Yinquan had no opportunity whatsoever to channel his spiritual power in defense, and could only endure the agony brought by the savage strikes.

The black banner of the mysterious bird fluttered in the wind, and a massive character signifying "Qin" danced with the breeze, causing Ji Ruohua to feel a trace of astonishment: Could this be the Qin Dynasty?

Wearing sunglasses even in the dead of night, the fierce-looking Lan Dali had always been a target of curiosity for everyone.

If she had truly managed to refuse him, she would have considered it a thoroughly disadvantageous deal; besides, she had all along wanted to stay by Lu Yan's side.

Yet why was Qianqian inquiring about Lu Yan now? Could it be such a coincidence that Qianqian had run into Lu Yan? Surely, it couldn't be that coincidental.

This remark practically tore away all pretense of civility. Zhang Hu's expression also shifted, his gaze filled with murderous intent.

"Damn it, saying that is no different from saying nothing. Who doesn't know that power is the combination of spiritual force and energy?" Li Yi complained with helpless frustration.

Upon opening the photograph, Old Jiu discovered it was a picture of the sunset during dusk, and the location depicted was uncomfortably familiar. After looking closely, Old Jiu finally remembered that this was none other than the shores of Yulong Lake in Dream City. At this thought, a trace of reminiscent a smile naturally curved the corners of Old Jiu's mouth.

"Alright, alright, the two of you stop being so mushy. I'm taking Niannian to play a duo match; you two can continue cultivating your relationship." With that, Lin Luo logged out and went to play a sweet duo match with Su Nian.

Therefore, he began to give up on himself, feeling not the slightest hesitation even when it came to selling his own flesh. In fact, he even felt a novel sense of excitement; after all, as far as he was concerned, this was simply his bounden duty.

Monk Wude's technique for cadging free wine had reached the realm of mastery; he could connect absolutely anything to a bottle of wine.

Seeing herself completely ignored, Xia Zhiqing felt as though a massive boulder were pressing down upon her chest, suffocating her to the point where she could barely breathe.

Come to think of it, it was quite ironic. Regardless of whether he had been the crown prince or an imperial prince, he had never once genuinely participated in state affairs—formerly because he was unable to, and presently because he lacked the qualification.

Faced with a scene she had once again witnessed with her own eyes, Lin Lanying felt a mixture of predetermined inevitability and surging resentment.

After boiling for a long while, the bamboo shoots in the pot finally softened. Gu Qingcheng scooped them out—needless to say, these winter bamboo shoots were quite thick and meaty.

They avoided the camera lenses, and their banter was completely natural. Though it was impossible to tell what they were talking about, You Niannian's smile did not seem fake in the slightest.

If both Wannian and Le You hadn't known that Su Nian was clearly doing it on purpose, they would have long since called her a fool. However, seeing her older sister react in such a manner told Le You that this upperclassman named Xu Xuanyu truly suited her sister's fancy. In that case, all was well.

Seeing this, Zhong Jie smiled with an air of utter indifference. He raised his hand, preparing to hand the Daoyuan Sword in his grip over to that death-art practitioner.

Upon hearing this, Liang Xuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Fengshang wasn't Ling Jingchen's company?

Yesterday, Xu Shanhu had headed to the Zhan family. Given his status, the Zhan family heads had actually shown no intention of granting him an audience.

The last time she saw them, the twin sword blades had still been a gleaming golden yellow, radiating elegance mingled with fierce valor.

Bai Qianyu froze for a moment, slowly setting down her fork. The mixed tastes of sour, sweet, and bitter in her mouth suddenly turned entirely bitter.