Volume One, Chapter 24: The Tea Gathering

Qin Zheng was deep in thought when suddenly, a piercing gale whistled through the sky above the Music Conservatory.

A massive golden coffin, vast and imposing, crashed through the clouds and streaked across the heavens.

Time passed agonizingly slowly, as if a century had dragged by, until at last, the red light above the operating room flickered off.

"To have emerged from the White Jade Altar is quite an achievement," the brat said indifferently. "Without your recognition by the altar, escaping it this time would have been no simple task."

"Leave?" Father Chen and Mother Chen seemed startled and perplexed, as if they had never considered such a possibility.

Not far away, Yue Xing was entangled with a figure dressed in night-traveling gear, unable to break free or call for help.

Wenxin had dressed up tonight on purpose; he knew she was competing with the Princess Consort and Lady Li.

After another while, they watched the door of the operating room slowly open, and the attending physician stepped out.

Was it worth it for a man? If it were her, she at least wouldn't do such a thing. If a man does not love you, then nothing can hold back his heartlessness, not even your life.

"We what?" Yang Yuzhao knew exactly what she was about to say, but she pretended not to understand.

When they first entered the estate, Lady Guo had been on good terms with their lady, getting along like sisters.

"No, that won't do. I've taken up your entire morning; you must let me treat you to show my gratitude!" Otherwise, she would feel uneasy; she disliked owing favors. She suddenly recalled that she already owed someone many favors in the game.

The youth took the opportunity to kick Jin Yuanbao squarely in the chest. Jin Yuanbao fell to the ground, but just as he tried to scramble up, a "whoosh" sounded. The youth had drawn a soft sword from his waist and pressed it against Jin Yuanbao’s throat.

Throughout history, even under the reign of the most virtuous monarchs, it has been impossible to prevent the existence of powerful bullies who oppress the people and officials who take bribes. A truly peaceful and prosperous era is viewed from the perspective of the grand landscape, rather than the experience of any single individual.

But a moment later, the hand touched her again. The hand was cold. A confused Ye Zhitong started, eyes snapping open, only to meet a pair of blue eyes staring at her with fatigue. She blinked, but the blue eyes remained, though the intensity within them had settled into stillness.

Even more exaggerated was that in some places, they had built Temples of the Jasmine Goddess to worship Lady Jasmine, who was none other than Xia Mo.

From afar, she saw a black SUV approaching. Such a luxury car was nothing special in this villa district, so Ye Zhitong paid little mind. As the vehicle drew nearer, it slowed down silently, matching her pace.

Although she knew that her eldest brother was always fair to his two sons and never showed special favoritism, she hadn't expected him to be so impartial today. If he had shown even the slightest bias toward her, perhaps she might have escaped this predicament.

"First, for fun; second, to have a skill to rely on so one never goes hungry. Understand?" Xue Lian'er finished, glancing triumphantly at Doudou, who was hurrying to catch up with his ears pricked.

Upon hearing this, Shanwa stopped. He lowered his head in silence for a long moment, then buried it even deeper, almost touching his bowl, as he shoveled the rice into his mouth.

"Supreme Being of the Universe" was merely a cultivation designation for the most powerful in these heavens and myriad worlds. As for whether there existed a power in the universe that surpassed this peak, it remained unknown.

Jiang Xinyao’s resentful gaze remained fixed on Jiang Shiyue, but then her eyes fell upon Jiang Hansheng, who stood beside her with his handsome, delicate features and indifferent expression, and she was visibly stunned.