Chapter 40 Dividends

Hong Yuanshan showed no great reaction. He merely turned to She Yuqi and asked curiously, “I just wanted to ask—did you come up with these braised eggs yourself? I’ve been cooking for so many years, but I’ve never tasted eggs this delicious!”

Watanabe Kenji lay sprawled on the floor. As the fading echo of the auctioneer’s gavel announcing the sale reached his ears, he tilted his head and fainted.

Though he had no idea what the Commerce Administration Law specifically entailed, he knew one thing very clearly: the merchants’ good days were over.

Xu Jing had not been without her doubts earlier, but the child had said his name was Changxiao, while she distinctly remembered that her son was called Xiao Huaian.

Hearing this, everyone present exchanged glances. But after thinking it over, they realized that the Bimu clan and the disciples of the Azure Mist Sword Sect had always been mortal enemies. Given the circumstances, such a statement was hardly surprising.

After putting down her phone, Su Cheng thought that even without an agent, she really ought to find herself an assistant.

For one person to dominate every music chart was an unprecedented event in the entertainment industry.

When Su Cheng reached the chorus, the smiles at the corners of everyone’s mouths unconsciously widened.

Since Yao, the Assistant Prefect, had put it that way, she could only let the matter drop. After bidding Xu Jing farewell, he left first with Abbess Xuanyin.

Xu Jing placed her fingers back inside the box and said, “Since the kidnappers are people close to Xu Sanniang, they must know that both the Wang family and the Xu family have already reported the matter to the authorities.”

Jiang Yu wondered whether even he himself could have accomplished all this within the same amount of time. He had no answer.

Almost everyone stationed throughout West Asia perished in the sudden, terrifying explosion. Apart from a few secret chambers with extraordinarily powerful defenses that remained intact, all the other facilities were destroyed as well.

“Master, no matter what happens, I will continue to uphold his ideals. I said so from the very beginning, and I will never waver.” Bai Ying smiled as she declared her resolve.

Du Yanheng had lived more than half his life. How could he fail to see the perfunctory look on Tiedan’s face? Without changing expression, he waved a hand and returned to the Du family’s dowry procession.

Fortunately, Wu Ningjing had not invited any of the other members of the Li family to tonight’s gathering. Otherwise, they certainly would not have tolerated such a situation.

Besides, judging from what Li Jing had said, the Bearded Guest had always operated overseas. Why, then, had he suddenly come to Chang’an? Could it be—could it be that he had returned with the imperial fleet?

Perhaps the surroundings were simply too quiet. Yue Cangli found everything before her somewhat unreal. Her hand moved unconsciously, eventually touching the laser sniper rifle beside her. She lightly brushed her fingers over its body, and the familiar chill brought her a measure of calm.

Du Kang’s red eyes were even more conspicuous at night. No one could see them—except Jiang Kuku, who occasionally woke from her dreams and saw them without ever exposing the secret.

“It’s nothing. Then let’s keep waiting. They should be here soon.” The Azure Ghost gave a slight shake of his head.

“I’ve looked into it!” Jiang Shan unlocked his phone. It contained a great deal of information.

In a moment of agitation, he had suffered what could only be described as a catastrophic chain of symptoms:

Rage sent his hair surging skyward, blood spilling toward the heavens;
Fury seized his heart, and his blood congealed into clots;
Doubt swelled inside his mind until it pressed against his crown;
His vessels clogged, and his heart gave a sudden lurch.

Hua Jiaoniang looked at her, and she nodded. Hua Jiaoniang was still uneasy, but she had no reason to stay.

“Isn’t that the truth? I feel that apart from your body, you probably don’t have anything else of value!” Ji Qingcheng picked up a skewer of beef, took a bite, and spoke.

“Exactly! The reason such scum appears within the imperial court is that the court itself is no better. People say, ‘When the upper beam is crooked, the lower rafters will slant.’ I’d say that is absolutely true.” Wu Huaguo spoke with conviction.

Besides, he was only fourteen. Under this world’s laws, a person came of age and could marry at sixteen, so he would still have to wait two more years before he could wed.