Chapter 4: Good Things

The house had long been layered in dust, having stood vacant for so long.

Lu Jinzhao opened the door and gazed upon the familiar rooms and furniture. Scenes from the past surged before her eyes, though they appeared as fragmented, rapidly flickering images—much like a film playing in reverse, or as if someone else were turning the pages of her memories alongside her.

The air was thick with the scent of dust. Lu Jinzhao waved her hand through the air, moved to open the windows for ventilation, and then stood by the frame, surveying the room.

Daisy pushed past the crowd and, like a stray cat, darted swiftly along the street corner into the shadows. She stepped into an open-air park, which seemed much quieter, but just as she prepared to catch her breath, she heard a heart-wrenching scream.

Her clothes were intact, and her chest rose and fell only slightly. It appeared they had arrived just in time; An Nianzhi had not yet made a move.

Arrogance and inferiority are twin brothers. In this era of Japan, these two distorted ideologies permeated everything from the highest levels of society down to the lowest.

"..." Do you dare to try and refuse me for once? Xie Mao felt a stinging sense of regret, like lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet.

Ye Chu was preoccupied with concerns about Lu Huai and had no heart to pay attention to her, but Ye Jiarou, standing beside her, insisted on crowding in to spout nonsense.

Ye Chu remembered that when she was sixteen, she heard from a classmate that a new café had opened nearby. She had made a special trip to order a cake, hoping to bring it home for her mother to taste.

Linlang casually picked up a paper fan with a simple, elegant design, capturing the mood of "the osmanthus flowers fall in the stillness, the spring mountains are empty in the night." She toyed with it in her palm, clearly quite fond of it.

That voice delivered only two sentences before vanishing. Since Ye Chu had been reborn, she naturally felt those two sentences held secrets worth unraveling.

"Yes, I have prepared tea. I wonder if Master Xuan would do me the honor of having a cup? It is Mingqian Melon Seed tea; the flavor is quite excellent." Gao Rang spoke with a faint smile, his voice remarkably similar to that of An Nianzhi.

"Who is this? Are you Xue Tingfan?" It must be said that Mo Jia’s eye for detail was excellent; upon closer inspection, he recognized him immediately.

This middle-aged man held quite a bit of authority here. As soon as he spoke, the Xie sisters immediately fell silent.

Du Yongcheng wanted to drink more, but when it came to alcohol tolerance, he was no match for Xu Fei.

However, this mountain was densely forested; unless one were constantly watching the same spot, it would be impossible to notice anything unusual.

"What is the matter? Don't actually catch a cold; the effects of the medicine should have worn off by now." Xie Ran reached out to touch Su Yihan’s forehead. It was no longer very hot, and she figured that since the medicine's potency had faded, this 'illness' would likely be gone by tomorrow.

The middle-aged man in white robes was startled by the sight. He immediately broke free from the monster's claws, channeled all his internal energy into his palms, and clenched his fists once more.

Hearing the man's remark, I was overcome with anger. This building belonged to the company, and it was Yu Keyan who was responsible for managing it. This man wasn't even a gatekeeper, yet he was so arrogant.

"My name is Lingxi. You can call me Sister Xi," Lingxi said with a smile after the young man nodded in agreement, her voice as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.

Shan Yuxin wore a pitiful expression, nuzzling into Zhang Shangjin's arms, seemingly wiping her tears on his clothes as she asked in a muffled voice.

Using the Heavenly Mystery Treasure Box in their possession, they traversed space and time, finally locating a suitable era for their breakthrough.

In her haste, Yun Caiwei forgot she was under the vanity and once again bumped her head against it with a loud "thud."

There were three Xianbei tribes living here, led by Putou, Fuluhan, and Budugen. At this moment, the three of them were riding at the head of their tribal armies.

After chatting about a few other topics, Liu Zhan went into his room to practice. He had just seized a martial arts manual of the Bai family from the Fourth Brother and needed to study it carefully. Perhaps he could gain insight into his own techniques from these manuals.

Additionally, I suddenly discovered this morning that Chapter 83 was swallowed by the system again. It’s a bit frustrating, but I feel it doesn't have much impact, so I can't be bothered to fix it. Those who have reached this point have likely already read it anyway.