Chapter 22: An Unexpected Mishap

Su Tian invited Long Aotian out for a drink, primarily because he wanted to get to know him better. After all, having encountered so many people thus far, Long Aotian was the only one he felt he could trust to a degree, though not entirely. Thus, they needed to have a heart-to-heart talk. After leaving his residential complex, Su Tian spotted a barbecue stall not far away. As he approached, the proprietress was still standing outside, busy tending to customers.

Zhu Jun had truly suffered a double loss, losing both his wife and his cause. With a belly full of rage that he couldn't vent, he would likely end up suffering internal injuries. She knew that he must have offended Han Zhan earlier, which was why he had been so furious he smashed the bowl.

Zhou He didn't know why Li Peiyuan was looking for Cheng An, and she felt quite anxious. She sat down nearby, initially intending to make a phone call, but she changed her mind and sent a text message to Cheng An instead, asking where he was.

After Wen Zhixia picked up the crystal ball, she couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. It had a purple base and a slightly bluish crystal ball, inside of which was Snow White wearing blue and yellow clothes. White snowflakes rested at the bottom, and with a gentle shake, it looked just like falling snow—truly beautiful.

After picking up her mother, Su Nianen hadn't decided where to settle her yet. If she took her directly back to the villa without notifying Lu Chengjun in advance, she wondered if he would agree.

Madam Qianqiu, who had once been the center of attention in the Tan family, was now cast out like a stray dog.

Despite his hideous appearance, the old man’s voice was surprisingly pleasant. If one were to hear him speak without seeing him, many would likely assume he was a refined and elegant gentleman.

A man’s voice came through the phone, and his tone was very stern.

Having been kicked out, the two of them felt quite humiliated. Moreover, most of the people here were of status and influence, and there was a chance they might run into someone they knew.

Zhou Lu had just dealt with a dozen ghosts in one fell swoop and, with a casual palm strike, shattered the skull of the lead thug; his strength was truly staggering.

It was not the fault of An Jin, the messenger of the concept, but rather that the craftsman lacked the skill to bring such an idea to life.

On the morning of the Dragon Boat Festival, An Jing woke her younger siblings up early. They all went to the riverside to wash their faces and gathered some mugwort. They tucked some of the mugwort under the eaves and saved the rest to boil eggs at noon. Only then did the siblings begin their breakfast.

Upon hearing the news, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but a question remained: how did Consort Xuan find the First Prince?

Although he had demonstrated earth-shattering power, no one believed he still had the capacity to withstand this blow.

Walking along the road, Lin Xuechu couldn't help but look back. The imperial palace had been reduced to ashes, as if everything had been buried within it.

Ruan Di felt it was quite wonderful to have such a strong husband. Moreover, his azure robe matched her green dress perfectly. From afar, one could practically see pink bubbles of affection drifting around them.

Yu Qin played a game of retreat to advance; she cooperated with his movements, wrapping her hands around his neck. Her intention was to pinch the back of his neck to force him to abandon his crude advances. However, whether it was because she lacked sufficient strength or because she couldn't bring herself to pinch him hard, it had absolutely no effect on Yu Linwei.

"After the kiss, I will let you go; it won't take much time." Su Xuan looked at Yu Die's lotus-like face, unable to control his surging emotions.

When the two armies met, Han Tingxuan noticed that all one thousand soldiers were dressed in mourning white, their expressions heavy with a look of profound grief. Yu Die and Gu Xunyuan had their hands tied behind their backs and were held on horseback by servants, positioned on both sides of Su Hao.

Carried by the night breeze came the sound of waves lapping against the shore, adding a touch of vitality to the tranquil night.

This monster had a human body, but in place of arms on either side of his torso were six pitch-black tentacles. His head was a flaming red fire. Li Ming felt a wave of dizziness just from a single glance; the flames actually possessed the ability to attack one's consciousness.