Volume 1, Chapter 46: The Origin of Little Blue Two's Name

"Your Highness, the Prince of Zhou..."

She was a temporary cook hired by Charles at a domestic service agency in the city of Pita after he emerged from the transit gate. Because his funds were running low, he could not afford to hire a full-time cook, a sought-after profession that required paying a security deposit in advance.

"Does the prime material plane really lack those legendary spatial rings?" Muttering to himself, Charles lowered his head and gazed intently.

Liu Dong's recent popularity was indeed high—so high that he could easily rival major superstars for web traffic.

A long stone table occupied most of the cramped room. A swollen, rotting black heart floated quietly above the table, pulsing slowly and emitting wisps of deep blue iridescent light that illuminated the surroundings, keeping the space from plunging into total darkness.

Although they were not standing very close, he was able to use his X-ray vision to discover that the container inside was filled with highly corrosive substances.

Lin Ke took out the second Soul-Returning Bead, holding it in his palm right in the middle of the three of them. For them, this was the second one discovered, but this bead was of three-star rank, while the first one found had been a one-star bead. Could they have missed the second one? If so, would they lose a chance to return? The thought was simply unimaginable.

However, as a low chant issued from the opponent's lips, the cursing abruptly ceased. Instead, the man began to tremble uncontrollably, and his once defiant eyes filled with anxiety and apprehension.

I looked at her, unable to utter a single word, and could only listen as her faintly smiling voice continued to echo through the silent room.

Lin Ke blinked and replied playfully, "I had other methods, but they won't be needed now." Stroking his swollen cheek, the little one suffered deeply inside, yet kept it all to himself.

His younger sister had explained it so clearly, and he had repeated it for him, yet his master had still pondered over it for so long. It was obvious that his master had completely failed to grasp his meaning.

"A dilapidated old estate, and yet it has to be guarded for eighteen years. Is there a mountain of gold hidden inside?" Jin Yu said disdainfully.

Others could act aggressively toward her, pick a fight with her, or hurl insults at her—anything was fine. If someone hit her, she would beat them back like a stray dog; if someone cursed at her, she would force those people to swallow their own vile words like excrement.

Madam Yu glanced at Gu Huai, a flash of contempt crossing her eyes, though her tone remained remarkably gentle and unhurried.

Madam Tang, Madam Gong, and the wife of the Protector of the State were no exception. Covering the ears of Gu Yan, Liu Jia, and Cheng Yanrong, they quickly retreated outward.

Yet even so, I do not hate you, because you are my father, and in my eyes, everything you do is sacred.

The surroundings instantly fell silent, and everyone stood there dumbfounded, too terrified to utter a word as they stared at this new classmate. He looked so gentle, but how could...

In such settings, Xiao Yan had to maintain the dignity of the head of the family, and thus he was always exceptionally silent. Consequently, the atmosphere at the table never warmed up, and everyone ate in quiet submission until a remark from Madam Jiang broke the silence.

The Yongquan acupoint is a major meridian point of the human body, as well as the source of bodily strength and vital energy, connecting and influencing all parts of the body.

When the middle-aged woman reached this point, she suddenly grew sorrowful. She stopped peeling the potato in her hand, gripped the paring knife, and began to wipe away her tears with her sleeve. Her crying set off a chain reaction; the surrounding aunties and matrons also grew emotional, sniffing softly and wiping their eyes.

Following the sound, Wu Yue walked on, and within less than an hour, a massive pool of blood came into his view.

However, the old man was no longer before my eyes; instead, I had returned to the graveyard from earlier that day.