Are you threatening me?

The vehicles of the Ye family pulled up one after the other, and the guests already gathered at the entrance turned to look.

As it was a private banquet, the majority of attendees were men, with only a few accompanied by their wives.

Some acquaintances and familiar faces stepped forward to greet Ye Zhixuan proactively.

"Mr. Ye, it has been quite a while since our last collaboration."

Throughout the entire day, only now, facing his business partners, did Ye Zhixuan finally feel the aura of a superior, calm and unruffled:

It was inevitable for maritime merchants to have ties with pirates; indeed, quite a few merchant fleets even moonlighted as pirates when necessary. The Bao family had engaged in plenty of such practices when they first made their fortune.

At this moment, although she was wearing Fu Yuansxiu's woolen coat, underneath she wore only a thin silk pajama. The coat offered no warmth whatsoever.

Yukimura was strong; that was an undeniable fact. Upon seeing the aura radiating from him, Sakura became even more certain of it. His aura was smooth and contained, without a single trace leaking out, forming a tight membrane firmly enfolding the surface of his body.

"Hmph, who told you to meddle in other people's business." The old beggar turned his head away, looking utterly unappreciative.

Things were far from optimistic. The previous forecast predicted a three-day drop, but at the current rate, without external intervention, it would last at least five days... no, it was a bottomless abyss.

Leaning her back against the sofa and tilting her neck upward, Sakura watched Fuji's elder sister. Only after confirming that the sister had left did she pick up Fuji's garment. The needle and thread were already threaded; she merely needed to mimic the stitching gestures the sister had just used, adjusting slowly as she went.

Ji Liang walked out of the bathroom, wiping his half-dry hair. Dressed in a white top and light-colored bottoms, his soft-toned casual wear made him look all the more refined and handsome, significantly subduing the gloomy and fierce aura about him.

"Alright, everyone go get some rest. We'll likely have to continue tomorrow," the master clapped his hands and said after the group finished their discussion.

Only Ling remained lying there, a scorpion crawling back and forth across her body, looking triumphant and delighted.

Her snow-white skin possessed the luxurious texture of fine silk, and her eyes were a boundless, cerulean blue—the color of the brightest sky—sparkling with a dazzling brilliance, complementing the gentle contours of her cheeks.

"Young master, this is far too precious; we cannot accept it!" Anna hastily refused. She was well aware of how valuable the white stone before her was; selling the two of them wouldn't even fetch the price of this single stone.

Song Lingyi's gaze was subconsciously drawn as that deep azure figure emerged from the doorway, still the bright and heartwarming youth of her memories.

Consequently, an order was issued, and the thirty thousand troops stationed behind Ning Fan surged out of the city in a majestic formation, charging swiftly toward Ning Fan's encampment.

On the yacht, Lin Chengjie entertained Jiang Zhiqiang, Tsui Hark, and Sylvia Chang, while Brigitte Lin and Rosamund Kwan accompanied him on either side.

All around were crystal-clear, fiery-red spar stones, and that intense heat radiated directly from within the crystals.

He discovered that he had already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. Overwhelmed with excitement, he found Luo Xian'er right beside him.

Just as Zhou Qing reached the foot of the mountain and passed through a grove of false persimmon trees, two thumb-sized green caterpillar-like creatures suddenly dropped from the dozen-meter-high canopy, landing directly in the bushes beside him.

After all, opportunities for sudden enlightenment were rare. How much one could comprehend and how much it would elevate one's cultivation realm depended entirely on destiny, beyond the control of human effort.

"Mother, I am the eldest son of the family. Second brother has bad legs and no son, and third brother doesn't know how to farm—keeping him is of no use anyway. Why don't you just give it to me!" The eldest son suddenly stepped forward, his face flushed, and stammered out these words.

With a loud shout, the gate-keeping disciples opened the sword formation of the Myriad Sword Sect, and Luo Xu whisked Mufan inside in a flash.

Meanwhile, Lu Yun transferred all the items in Xiao Xin'er's account that could be useful to Li Qi over to Li Qi's account.