Volume 1, Chapter 41: There is Simply No Reason to Refuse Someone So Sincere

The fellow took off running, though he didn't dash aimlessly; instead, he circled the perimeter wall of the Prince Chu estate, shouting as he went, "Princess Chu! The Ghost Physician has brought you medicine—a guaranteed cure for whatever ails you!"

The Empress Dowager and Emperor Zhengde had been at odds for years; she would not even consider adopting a son for him so that he might have an heir to perform the ancestral rites.

The guests, having just witnessed Yang Choufei’s December Sword shatter Wei Changqing’s blade, had all remarked on the Sword King’s prowess. Yet, the moment Wei Changqing unsheathed his heavy white-scabbarded sword, it soundly defeated the December Sword.

I knelt on the ground, silently reciting many prayers in my heart—I, who had once never believed in such things at all.

Seeing the Prince of Shadows turn resolute, Master Dry-Bone did not hesitate; he sent a telepathic message for the White Chrysanthemum siblings to return, then set off from the camp himself.

International competition! Taking first place! Making the newspapers! Bringing honor to the nation! These words stirred some of the students to such a fever pitch that they swore in their hearts to master the sciences.

One could only wonder how long the tenant farmers on the Qin estate would have to toil in the fields to earn the cost of this single banquet.

"Disciple Jiang Huaiyi pays respects to Sect Leader Uncle and Uncle Lu." Jiang Huaiyi addressed the head of the Heaven-Quest Sect above, only to be startled to find that, besides the Sect Leader, Lu Fuyang was also present.

Old Bao was worried about Bao Guowei, who hadn't returned for lunch and was still not home even after Old Bao had finished his own shift for the evening.

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"Great Python King! A person must keep their word! You promised that if we followed your instructions, you would let us go. How can you go back on your word?" Chen Yuyue, seeing that they were trapped firmly in the Python King's grasp, stopped fleeing and shouted at the beast.

Anyone else would have been desperate to hire an assassin to take out either him or themselves after the Spirit Tower incident. Yet, Guo Xiong did not; instead, he kept him as a benchmark, constantly spurring himself to reach that same height, believing that if he wasn't satisfied with 1,310 points, then surely, there was still room to climb.

It turned out that two days ago, Prince Duan, Mu Jinghong—who had been missing for some time—had joined forces with the newly convicted Prince Yu to launch an armed rebellion. In just two days, four cities in the southeast of the Li Kingdom had fallen into Mu Jinghong’s hands.

"Ah Ren, please, let's have Hai Di Lao!" Zhang Qing’s eyes lit up the moment Zhou Ah Ren agreed to treat her to a meal, and she immediately began pestering him to go to Hai Di Lao.

"Brother Shen, there’s no need for such formalities between us. By the way, what are you carrying in this truck?" Dai Anlan, a long-time military man, knew from the deep ruts left by the truck that it was heavily laden. Shen Zui smiled slightly and looked at Dai Anlan.

Prince Yu had assumed that the Great Bright Moon Palace would not receive a stray dog like him, hunted by everyone. To his surprise, the Palace Master, Mu Bai, welcomed him into the palace without a single word of hesitation, and a hint of his former arrogance finally appeared on his weary face.

Lei Mingxuan felt embarrassed; it was true that those two songs had been recorded without my knowledge.

His classmates, especially the boys who were close to Zhou Ah Ren, swarmed around him the moment they heard he had made the trending list on Weibo, all talking at once.

Furthermore, it had been agreed upon earlier that the couple hired from the village would also live there to handle the cooking, yard work, and laundry. Having spoken to them today, they would be moving in first.

Although it was merely a phantom of the Demon Blade, the pressure it radiated was enough to make the Dark Saint King feel as if he were suffocating.