Chapter 94: What Do You Understand? (Extra Chapter 1/5 for Alliance Master Zuo Xian You Yu)

Qian Ming held the book, his eyes bright, but his expression was hesitant.

"How much is this? I have to pay you."

"Don't talk about money. If you can get into university and make something of yourself, that's what matters. I'll be counting on you to do me a big favor down the road."

Just as he finished speaking, someone coughed at the courtyard gate. Xinghua's mother stood outside the fence with a basket on her arm, the sweet potatoes inside still steaming: "Chengjun's back? Auntie saved you two roasted sweet potatoes."

"Thank you, Auntie." Xu Chengjun took the roasted sweet potatoes.

Therefore, among this group, many continued to drift through their days without ambition, methodically cultivating to improve their strength. But quite a few stood out from the crowd, becoming figures of focus across the entire world.

Xiao Ding raised a foot, aiming it at the man's head, about to stamp down when—suddenly!—a sound of something cutting through the air came from behind him.

"Hahaha, what makes you think you're qualified to get serious with me? You really think you're somebody?" Li Busi burst out laughing.

"Prince Rong return to court?" Jiang Xinyu raised an eyebrow, the gesture clearly betraying her bewilderment. Could Prince Rong actually return to court? From the deep coma she'd seen him in, simply surviving under Nangong Tian would already be a miracle. And now they were talking about bringing him back to the court?

Pig offal consists mainly of organs, including the heart, liver, lungs, kidneys, large intestines, and so on. Besides the braised organs, they also added pig ears, trotters, and tails.

"President Ning, you, you, you..." Qian Ye also wanted to ask if it could really be true, but found he didn't know how to phrase it.

At that moment, a figure came walking from the distance. When he saw Director Liu and Lin Fan, his eyes lit up even more.

"Empress Dowager, what is this?" Jiang Xinyu had no idea where Mingzhu had gone, so she could only ask the Empress Dowager. Fortunately, thanks to the stories they'd shared, the relationship between the Empress Dowager and Jiang Xinyu had grown even more harmonious.

Her face, of course, was nothing to scoff at either—since she could simulate any form, she naturally chose the most perfect one. Combined with her gothic mini dress, long slender legs, and high boots, she was devastating to countless men.

Some netizens who had initially felt awe and admiration for Master Zhang now felt as disgusted as if they'd swallowed a fly.

Sure enough, as Xiao Han had predicted, this shadow was no ordinary servant of the Xiao family. Seeing Xiao Han act this way, the shadow didn't offer the slightest obstruction, as if perfectly willing to accept this disciple.

Saying this, he actually moved to draw his gun. The other two, alarmed, quickly joined forces to hold him down and snatch away the rare sidearm. Six large hands strained against one another over the short pistol, each pulling in their own direction.

"You want to subdue me? You, merely at the Ninth Heaven of the Innate Realm, want to subdue me? I've reached the Saint-level Realm!" the Red Scorpion Lion roared.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, I'll be setting out for the Central Continent tomorrow. I've come to bid you farewell." After sitting and talking for quite some time, Xiao Han finally revealed his plan for this trip, cutting straight to the point—clearly in a hurry.

That's right—the black flash just now was the first needle of the Black Soul arts, the Soul Severing Needle unleashed by Xiao Han. This black needle, forged entirely from his own star power, possessed destructive force utterly disproportionate to its appearance. The saber-toothed boar had simply taken the needle in the eye, and just when they thought the danger had passed, something strange happened.

"Shenghan will do as Brother Xie says. I hope Brother Xie can take that Zhong Fengling down a peg!" Sheng Han said with a grin, her eyes shimmering as she looked at Shui Xie, brimming with excitement.

A flash of delight crossed Lian Yi's eyes. "Yes, Your Highness." Her voice was naturally soft and sweet, coquettish, like drinking honey water.

When the three left, whether because they'd taken their words to heart or because of the former imperial physician so skilled in acupuncture, Yun Yi's face still bore signs of illness, but her brow had relaxed considerably, and her spirits were much better than when she'd arrived.