Encountering Danger on the Road

When Zhao Yuan uttered these words, his expression carried a trace of awkwardness. After all, he had no say in this matter whatsoever, and being caught in the middle was exceptionally distressing. However, upon observing the expressions of the two people, Zhao Yuan knew that it would be best for him to remain silent for the time being.

After all, whenever two women were quarreling, if a man dared to interject even a single sentence, the flames of their battle would instantly turn upon him.

As the saying goes, when the fires of a women's dispute are burning bright, one must never interrupt, but instead pretend to have heard nothing at all.

"I have already said this countless times. You need to pack up and leave right now—look, you have never listened to any of my suggestions. And now, when matters have reached this state, you come back to talk to me about it again? Do you really think..."

Even at that very instant, his mind began to race, wondering if he had done something wrong to provoke such thoughts in Wenren Xiao.

"Father, are we truly going to invite so many people to our family banquet?" a young man standing nearby asked the middle-aged man with a nervous expression.

Chen Xiao sighed. That county magistrate could pull such a trick once, and he could certainly do it a second time. Lian'er's status was that of a slave-prostitute; where could she turn for sanctuary? Even her elder sister was struggling to protect herself. And looking at Nie Feng, he appeared entirely indifferent and willing to let things take their course.

There was also a lingering sense of relief—thankfully he had not married her and brought her home, otherwise wouldn't he have been branded with the reputation of a wife-destroyer?

Everything was proceeding in an orderly and methodical fashion. High up in the air, Lin Xiangxiang followed instructions, executing various high-difficulty maneuvers.

And back at the inn in Nanzhong County, when she was told that Fang Yu had gone to take a bath, she had stumbled right into Fang Yu's embrace the moment she walked out.

Although Qin Shou'an was utterly detestable, his mastery of painting and calligraphy truly seemed no less inferior to Prime Minister Fang; Tang Wanrong had no choice but to admit this fact.

With her hands full of spoils, she was just about to leave to rendezvous with the others when her gaze suddenly froze.

When the late emperor weakened the influence of the aristocratic clans, newspapers concentrated on exposing the corrupt and dark underbelly of these families, playing a monumental role, particularly in destroying the moral monopoly held by self-righteous pedants.

In Feynapotter, there were numerous industries designed to assist parents in raising children and alleviate their burdens—something entirely absent in nations like Intis, or if present, restricted solely to the upper echelons.

Numerous guards stared at those dozen or so colossal magical beasts, feeling a profound sense of helplessness as they lacked the strength to oppose them.

Seeing Shen Haoxuan standing motionless, everyone assumed he had been frightened out of his wits. Glancing then at the ferocious steeds bearing down upon them so closely, many closed their eyes, dreading to witness the cruel scene about to unfold.

"Then I accept as well," Zhan Hen said, gazing indulgently at Tang Ruyan. He wrapped his arm around her slender waist, gave a gentle tug, and the two of them sped swiftly away.

As for the desolate mountain located at the furthest western reaches of the demon realm, it could well be considered the most remote border peak of the entire domain.

"Very well!" Shen Haoxuan nodded, and the oppressive auras radiating from the figures beside him were entirely withdrawn. The atmosphere within the conference hall suddenly lightened, allowing the members of the Azure Dragon clan to breathe a collective sigh of relief.

Ningxia had once again been smeared with dirt by Ye Lanyu. It was true that she and Chi Jinfeng had once loved each other and had fallen out precisely because of Ye Lanyu. Now that Ye Lanyu was framing her thus, if she offered an explanation, it would imply a guilty conscience; if she remained silent, it would suggest she was hiding a dark secret. It seemed she was trapped in a situation where no amount of explanation could clear her name.

"Wugui!" the blood dragon wailed mournfully, its figure flashing as it rushed before Xue Wugui. Alas, it could not even gather together the shattered remains of Xue Wugui's body.

"Was it really that terrifying back then?" Nanong Qingchen blinked her curious eyes and asked softly.

Upon hearing of this matter, Zhang Yu formed a plan in her mind. She decided that when the consecration ceremony took place, she would go and see it for herself. Presently, she possessed spiritual power far surpassing that of ordinary people; although her spiritual energy had diminished significantly recently due to the rituals, she was still far from being comparable to an ordinary person.

Just as Shen Haoxuan's voice faded, a pitch-black chain violently shot out from behind the withered old ghost Kushen, wreathed in thick, swirling dark mist, striking out like a venomous serpent.

"Stop messing around and just go to sleep properly!" Liu Meng said, after which she lay completely still. To Lu Jun's utter astonishment, however, Liu Meng rolled over and tossed her leg right across Lu Jun's body. What made it even more unbearable for him was that her leg happened to rest directly upon his most sensitive spot.