Chapter 39: Why Are You So Certain There Is a Secret in the Cellar?

"Yes."
Lu Shijiu did not deny it.
"Those who trespass in the Underworld Shrine shall die!"
While they were speaking, a youth wielding a dagger chased in the direction where Stone had departed.
"Truly incorrigible!" Wang Dayi said irritably, kicking him to the ground.
Li Xiangrong went missing at the age of seven. His mother wept daily, eventually passing away from overwhelming grief. His father spent years searching for his son, and now, he has become deranged—even in his madness, he does not know...
Daohua looked up at her two cousins performing diligently on the stage, lamenting in her heart that social circles in ancient times were truly demarcated by rigid lines. At the same time, from the gatherings of these young ladies, one could see the low status held by merchants.
The Eldest Madam recalled the Second Madam's stunning, breathtaking beauty when she first married into the Earl's mansion, and the unwavering affection between her and the Second Master.
Furthermore, during the day, she had used some technical adjustments to make the main plot of the story clearer.
Because she really did not want to look at that "smug and complacent" face again, she chose to lower her head and stare at the tips of her shoes.
Rather than saying he was speaking to the bullying servant, it would be more accurate to say he was speaking to the mysterious and elusive master inside that carriage.

Inside the carriage, Ande and Yue Zhien watched Li Yao's expression, secretly feeling anxious for her.
Thinking of this, he walked over subconsciously, only to be blocked once again. Seeing this, Jia'er grabbed Shiyu and returned to the spaceship. Watching that man still acting as if he intended to settle the score, she naturally could not sit by and wait for death.
Those buildings equipped with super-technology were mostly demolished by a single sword strike from Ye Zimo. A massive line stretching for three miles was almost razed to the ground, and a vast amount of debris was swept away by the shockwave of the explosion, triggering a chain of subsequent explosions and collapses in the surrounding structures.
Father Qin’s tone was long and drawn out, his shrewd eyes seemingly calculating something, which even made Qin Hanhan feel a bit afraid.
The Haotian Saint revered one rubbed Zhangsun Wugou’s hair very kindly, and Zhangsun Wugou’s eyes immediately turned red, looking at her master with a gaze as if bathed in warmth.
"President Chen, since they dared to issue such a statement, they must have made thorough preparations. This trip of yours will surely be extremely dangerous. I suggest we come up with a specific plan," said Old Sun.
Regrettably, Zhao Ziyan possessed no magical power; giving her a peach-wood sword or a coin sword would be no different from handing her a fire poker.
Chen Yurou had not yet realized what was about to happen, looking at Qiao Shiyu in bewilderment.
Sure enough, ever since the scandal of someone peeping at the resort hotel broke out, its reputation plummeted. Wasn't that just a boon for the hotel across the street?
With the nourishment of Zhao Chen’s astonishing soul power, Cang Xuan’s physical form had become increasingly solid over these past few days.
"So, who can you contact?" Gu Manwu asked after placing her on the ground and glancing around.

However, compared to the few who wore smiles, Zhao Meiyan in the photo looked shy, while Liu Zhimin looked at Li Yang with a hint of surprise.
I said to myself, how does this matter sound so eerie? Although as a shaman, I am already accustomed to dealing with things that science cannot explain, and having experienced so much recently, my capacity for acceptance is much higher than before.
By then, even if I were to encounter others in the Feng Shui circle, they would be unable to tell at a glance whether I am a true Feng Shui master.
Unless the Shen family suffered physical threats from creditors and faced personal danger, he might perhaps intervene a little.
Fu Hongju shoved the sobbing Lian Hua into Lian Haiping’s arms and charged forward like a madwoman, the sticks and clubs raining down upon her.
Lu Ping rode a black horse, moving forward alongside the soldiers of the Right Battalion, when he heard a shout from behind. Upon turning his head, he saw it was Lu Shou behind him. He hurriedly responded and reined in his horse for a moment to let Lu Shou catch up.
Yet, the master of the Star Palace was still alive. Although their soul had suffered some unknown issue, one could imagine just how astonishing the master of the Star Palace must truly be.