Volume 1, Chapter 52: Delivering Abundant Vegetables, the Captain's Underground Romance

At the dinner table, Qin Fan asked when the vegetables would be ready for harvest.

“Xiaofan, most of the vegetables in our fields are already ripe. It’s this late in the season, after all.”

“That’s good, Dad. Starting tomorrow, we’ll begin transporting the vegetables to the warehouse. My friend needs them urgently.”

“Sun Zihui, if you don’t speak, no one will mistake you for a mute.” Yao Shiqi now truly missed the aloof version of her from back then. Who would have thought it had all been an act?

On the other hand, he also wanted to use Zhang Sijiu to train A-Yu. If A-Yu ever had to take the field and fight the enemy with real blades and weapons, his current skills might not be enough. He needed someone to spur him on and make him train harder.

Even though they had become the closest of friends, Zhuge Shuangquan still could not resist provoking Murong Yusheng. He felt that Murong Yusheng must look especially beautiful when angry.

From lowest to highest, they were the Transcendent Realm, the Spirit-Fusing Realm, the Profound Core Realm, and the Profound Mystery Realm. Zhou Kou knew little about the realms beyond that. It was said that on this continent, as long as no one at the Profound Mystery Realm appeared, those at the Profound Core Realm were already the backbone of the sects and even the imperial court.

It was deep autumn. The two ginkgo trees outside the temple shed leaves in a steady shower, scattering a golden carpet across the ground. Since it was not the peak season for festivals and ceremonies, the temple was deserted, appearing somewhat desolate beneath the autumn wind.

By now, a force of destruction was radiating from within Zhuge Shuangquan. Clearly, his Profound Core had already been successfully formed.

Meanwhile, Mu Meng and Wang Xi had come outside, hailed a taxi, and were on their way to the shopping mall nearest home. Although Wang Xi’s family ran a large supermarket, they still had to go to a mall to buy travel supplies such as tents and sleeping bags.

Lin Yichen’s gaze also began to change. His eyes burned with warm intensity as he stared at Yao Shiqi, carrying even a hint of teasing that came and went like a will-o’-the-wisp.

Seeing her exhausted face, Li Mo took long strides and reached the bedside in three steps. He gently laid Tao Zhuo down on the bed.

On another occasion, a safety accident occurred at Cao Botao’s mine. He was cursed roundly by He Yibiao, who ordered him to handle the matter strictly according to procedure, causing Cao Botao to lose more than ten million.

“Of course I’m willing. How could I not be? As long as you’re happy, we can take the princess consort wherever you wish.” I followed his lead.

However, the purplish-red treasure chest suddenly slammed into the martial artist, shooting straight into the sky before vanishing into the distance at tremendous speed.

Perhaps there were a few people in this world blessed with both martial and magical talent. But to raise both disciplines to the level of a supreme powerhouse—surely no one could accomplish that, could they?

Ranran and I exchanged a glance. We had never expected to be among the first group of people to enter the ancient tomb, and we had no idea whether that was fortunate or unfortunate. But since we had come this far, we had to do as Professor Deng had said and follow the person in charge.

After leaving the conference room, Su Yang followed the guard who was leading him at a hurried pace. A short while later, they reached the very rear of the academy and stopped before a bamboo grove.

He laughed so hard that tears spilled from his eyes. Yet even as he leaned against the table, he continued laughing without wiping them away, letting them stream freely down his cheeks. Hong Fu hurried to the door, checked that no one was outside, and then cautiously shut it.

His long, narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, cool and indifferent. The fingers holding the folding fan were slender and beautiful—just as beautiful as they had been when he broke her wrist. The sheet of paper, still bearing traces of wet ink, slipped from his fingertips and drifted past Hua Xuanji’s eyes.

I suspected that Shen Yi carried a knife capable of shaving away my thick skin in mere minutes. These days, even a casual sweet nothing from him was enough to make me blush for half the day.

He smiled faintly. “Have Steward Cui escort you back to Suyi Pavilion.” After saying this, Leng Yanxi summoned Steward Cui and ordered him to take Su Yirong back to Suyi Pavilion before returning.