Chapter 122: A True Master Should Be Like This

I left the residential area and headed toward the banks of the West River.

Night had long since fallen, and the brilliant lights illuminated both sides of the river. It was the time of the Autumn Equinox, and the nights were no longer as muggy as the days. Since it was the weekend, the riverside was far more bustling than on a weekday, now that the dinner rush had passed.

Stalls of all sizes had popped up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, including the small stand belonging to Chen Shi'an and Li Wanyin. By the time they arrived, it was already 7:15 in the evening—not exactly early for setting up shop.

If she refused to give it, she would likely be met with her mother’s usual routine: weeping, making a scene, threatening suicide, and hurling accusations of unfilial behavior.

Bai Zhining entered the conference room. It was already crowded with people gathered in small groups; some appeared to be officials, while others were experts.

Had his self-control not been strong enough, Fang Bo would have impulsively poured all his plot points into it at once.

Hua Wuque was inconsequential; Li Chaofeng only captured him to prevent Yao Yue from forcing the boy to kill on her behalf.

The dried flowers in the vase looked as though they had just bloomed, lending a touch of beauty and color to the quiet private room.

However, Geonitz was so arrogant that she looked at Dodoria as if he were nothing more than a pig or a dog.

He watched helplessly as Zhou An ran toward a house in the alley, kicked the door open, and slipped inside.

"No, no, it's my birthday today. If I had known you were coming, I would have sent you an invitation—we could have added a shark fin banquet to help the officers settle their nerves," Big D said with a fawning, oily smile.

With this question in mind, Ye Han carried it onto the water corridor and walked all the way to the center of the lake.

Reaching out to brush aside clouds that looked like cotton candy, the man gazed down with a leisurely expression, his eyes seemingly capable of piercing through all things and taking in everything under heaven.

Sharing the concern for her mother, Yu Weiyan’s anger slowly began to dissipate, though she still disliked Xuanyuan Han; she found him disagreeable no matter how she looked at him.

Xing Tianyu once again exerted his telepathic power. The nightmare mist transformed into towering mountain ranges, and in the blink of an eye, the nightmare space became a fairyland-like world filled with perilous peaks and drifting white clouds.

When the two women saw Yu Weiyan being helped off the carriage by Yu Changqing, their expressions sharpened, and a look of intense inquiry flickered in their eyes.

The clearing in the middle of the camp was in chaos. Torches lay scattered on the ground, and the scholars and officials, who lacked combat ability, hid to the side. Meanwhile, Sanada Hanjiro drew his katana and engaged three masked opponents with the help of a dozen samurai.

The boy was furious, but then Lan Zhi'ao casually tossed him something. He took a look, then glanced at the location of Lan Zhifu and the others. It didn't hinder his view of the match, so he didn't bother to swap, though he felt a deep disgust for Lan Zhifu's overbearing behavior.

Helplessly, Jing Ye pinned her down. Their physical strength belonged to two different worlds, and even though she struggled with all her might, she couldn't move her body even an inch.

However, when a drenched and sweating Sanada Hanjiro excitedly brought over a glob of something, many people felt their composure shatter.

The competition between the four nations was fierce. Every time, the delegation was accompanied by physicians, and some nations even brought pharmacists to demonstrate their strength.

Just then, the four of them walked out of the Hokage building. Kakashi looked up at the sky, lost in thought. His fellow jounin, who were concerned for him, immediately focused their attention.

Wasn't he in the bathhouse? Since he was awake, why didn't he get dressed and come out? Why did he need her to go in?

Not expecting the old man to ask such a question suddenly, Xia Qing spoke with a vigorous tone. Xia Yu immediately felt the probing gazes of Ye Feizhou and Wei Qinglian; he thought quickly and realized the old man was providing cover for him.

However, these gifts held no reference value. They were all given to Taeyeon by Ning Yi before their relationship was officially established. As gifts for a friend, they carried no special meaning and were of no use for analysis.