Chapter 41: Chen Juan Administers the Drug

She continued her incessant prattling, while Mao Wentao’s father had become little more than an invisible man. Chen Juan coldly averted her gaze; what caused her true agony was not this, but her own parents.

“Xiao Juan, your mother-in-law makes a valid point. You can’t just divorce Wentao—think of how scandalous that would look. A woman’s life is meant to be spent with one person; even if things are difficult, you have to swallow your grievances.”

“Listen to your mother. Besides, Hao-hao is already gone; what good would it do you to make a scene?”

That is to say, one could use not only fists but also moves like a sweeping leg kick. He despised these arrogant elders, and even more so, he despised this kind of life. If he could, he would gladly cast worldly prejudices into the gutter and walk away from the Legion, living freely and according to his own will.

The Earth-Walking Dragon ignored the other’s exclusion, its arm suddenly elongating to snatch the medallion from his hand.

This state lasted for less than three seconds, resulting in Zhao Yun being sent stumbling backward by Lu Bu, who struck with both man and spear.

I ran into my comrade, Panda, at the West City Airport. I have no idea how he knew I was heading to South Africa, or that he was aware I intended to deal with the Tie Liang mercenary group.

“Head Nurse, what are you talking about? How could I possibly have any relationship with Dean Zhou?” Zhao Ziwei asked.

Qianhun Moyi held me in satisfaction, a single tear falling from the corner of her eye onto my chest—a tear of joy and contentment.

Because in some nameless corner of Baijia Lane, there were always a dozen or so men waiting; a single phone call was all it took for them to rush over and ensure you were brought to heel.

When Chu Tianshuang saw the person on the back of the Demon Scorpion, she knew it had already been tamed.

Surrounded by martial artist guards, the horse caravan stopped by the roadside to rest, seemingly intending to camp there for the night.

Otherwise, Qi Zhenlong would have bought this house as well and connected it to his current residence, but since it had already been sold, he had to let it go.

It seemed that his previous understanding of Song Zhizhi was neither sufficient nor comprehensive, yet the more he learned, the more Shen Lang felt a sense of unease in the pit of his stomach.

“If I do not enter hell, who will?” Liu Haiyan growled, a faint smile appearing on her face, as if she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Gu Yuyin was baffled by her own awkward mindset; she intentionally clashed with Chi Xiaoyu, yet she couldn’t understand why.

With that, Li Hao released his divine sense, carefully observing the three of them, and quickly gained a rough assessment.

As long as there is something to look forward to in life, what does it matter if one is a manor guardian for a lifetime? Who dares to say that is a failure? Perhaps one day, others will be the ones relying on them.

Down at the wharf, workers were loading cargo onto ships; men moved back and forth, carrying crates and sacks, sweating like rain.

As for their attire, there is no need to mention it—they wore trendy, fashionable new clothes. They could be bought in the city, and if rural children had the money, they could buy them just the same.

But Lu Jin understood that Li Yan might not be as good as she imagined, and he might even have gradually forgotten her.

Originally, Liu Bian had considered Lu Qiu, Luo Tian, Gao Lan, Xu Huang, Wei Mu, and others, but there were only three All-Encompassing Creation Breakthrough Pills. Liu Bian could only confirm three representative figures for now; as for the others, he would have to wait for future rewards from the Heart-Cultivation System.

Seeing the Prince of Huai watching her in silence, she felt as if needles were pricking her back, and her heart began to race until she couldn't help but grip her knees.

He hadn't really wanted to buy any fruit, but he happened to pass by a fruit stand, so he bought a large crate of fruit and nutritional supplements before driving out of Zhonghai City.

When Tang Yanbing and Youyou were away, Huo Yuhao would just fend for himself before heading off to cultivate, but once they returned, he rarely even stepped into the kitchen, except to eat.

Those with supreme cultivation kept nodding, more convinced than ever that Jiang Tianqi was a genius rarely seen in ten thousand years.