Chapter 126: Wen Zhiman Was Driven to Death by Me
Wen Ni still did not respond.
Wen Ni had been called over by the matriarch and listened to two plays in the pear garden, feeling drowsy.
The matriarch smiled and said, "If you're tired, just go back and get some rest. I originally wanted you to listen to the opera with me to relax your mind—it’s good for the child too. But as expected, you young people don’t like it. You’d better go rest."
"Watch from the side; I’m going to do a task," Chu Heng immediately took control of his body and called to Number 17, who was fighting ahead, telling her to pull back a bit.
"On the sixteenth tomorrow, the mother-in-law’s birthday is coming up. We’ll set off on the twentieth to hurry home and handle the wedding. It’s settled!" Lady Xu declared without room for discussion.
Qin Yanran saw that Chu Heng showed absolutely no reaction. In the end, she could no longer hold back and tears streamed down beneath her mask.
Wang Meng suddenly opened his eyes and immediately sensed a terrifying aura erupting, charging directly toward him.
"Where are the people? Why are there so many!" Chen Jun roared in frustration. He had only taken twenty men away; the rest should have been eighty. So why were there only a little over twenty corpses here?
"This… we’ll take it step by step and see what happens! The world is unpredictable; there’s no need to think too far ahead," Guo Hongxuan said anxiously upon hearing the words "imperial examination" approaching. As he put down his handkerchief, a scroll fell from his sleeve.
The man in the golden robe spoke coldly and indifferently. His tone was icy, laden with an unchallengeable authority that loomed high above.
Yet at that moment, Su Changcun’s body suddenly moved. Then, streams of life force began to radiate from the wound on his chest.
Take the army trucks last time, for example. They thought the deal was simple, but when they went to pick up the trucks at customs, they realized just how complicated things were beneath the surface. If it weren’t for Xiang Fangzhou’s father’s extensive connections, getting even half of the fifty trucks out would’ve been nearly impossible.
Especially since, after raising the two siblings, both he and Huo Lihuan were quite busy with work and rarely stayed home at night.
It turned out that after she finished the call with Huo Yan, he went straight to the bar to pick someone up. Seeing that Qu Wan’an was no longer there, he didn’t care whether Huo Lihuan had had enough fun or not—he simply dragged the person out of the bar and took them home.
When Jiang Dawei heard Mu Yunhan say this, he broke free from Han Li, covered both his nose and mouth with his hands, glared fiercely, signaling to Han Li as if to say, “Who’s afraid of whom? Just watch!”
"You’re saying Jiang Dawei went to General Xiao’s military camp? That’s impossible!" Zhao Qiyue couldn’t believe her ears.
At this moment, Mu Ye Yun, though aware that his actions might bring trouble to the Mu family, pressed on regardless.
The "youngsters" all sneered simultaneously, then a curved blade shot toward Sun Yunhao. Nine moon blades, shining brilliantly and humming, flew straight at him.
Ji Qianli gave a bitter smile. Everything was because of Pei Qi now; somehow he had started attacking her without explanation, and she didn’t even know his motives. For now, she could only take things as they came, avoiding rash conclusions.
She knew that Ji Yanli was telling the truth. Although there was some exaggeration, Shen Qing did not want to take the risk. It was her own oversight before.
"How could that be? If His Majesty knew, why didn’t he take away that half of the military token when he saw me, but instead let me keep it? And why didn’t he mention the secret passage?" Ling Zhiqiao questioned.
Xiao Yan nodded and withdrew his sweeping gaze. There were too many people here, and he couldn’t find any familiar faces among them.
The fiery double-winged giant tiger stared in astonishment at the bipedal beast floating before it, nearly falling from the sky in surprise.