Volume 1, Chapter 22: You Didn't Care That Much Either

Huo Shixu deeply resented Lu Weiqian’s interference in his family affairs. It was not that he trusted Su Qi, but the delicate fragrance emanating from the medicine assured him that it was certainly not poison.

Huang Qing had personally experienced the terrifying power of the blood sea within the ancient bronze coffin; he did not doubt for a moment that the blood sea was capable of piercing through the nine heavens.

This time, she responded to Long Xiang with equal intensity. Their passion reached a crescendo in perfect harmony, and almost simultaneously, they released all the ardor and love held within their bodies.

From the cubicle came Shanshan’s low, terrified gasps. Clearly, the ghost had deliberately manifested itself before her, ensuring she could hear its voice and behold its horrific, deathly visage.

He had tried his absolute best. He had expected to be among the top five, yet he had only managed to secure tenth place.

It was not a gradual disappearance, but an instantaneous one, which left me feeling a chill run down my spine. A moment later, I could not help but chuckle at my own reaction.

"Boom!" In an instant, energy erupted from Xue Hun’s entire body. The sheer force of his aura compressed the surrounding air until it burst, creating a series of dull, thundering roars. The scene felt as though the end of the world had arrived.

Better to face the pain now than to let it drag on; a direct rejection might be for the best for both of them.

"Since Lady Yun Ji has gone to such lengths to prepare so many of my favorite dishes, I assume there is some problem you are unable to solve?" Mu Qingge sat down directly.

Qing Xiuyue, standing beside Mu Feng, prepared to dodge. Just as she was about to move, she discovered that the space around them had been sealed. She cast a look of shock at Mu Feng, only to find him completely unfazed. When the true Young Master Mu’s overwhelming aura descended, she felt absolutely no pressure, noticing only that the other man was staring blankly, unable to do anything.

After Lu Renjia finished speaking, the officers expressed their agreement. The Han Dynasty had always prioritized filial piety as a cornerstone of the nation. In this way, although these young men did not head to the battlefield, they still guaranteed the stable development of Yangzhou.

Furthermore, Wang Chaoneng was neither playing to the gallery nor intentionally cultivating a sense of pretentious arrogance.

Both are indispensable; art is neither purely high-brow nor merely a pastime for the elite. Art should be accessible to all, appreciated by both the sophisticated and the commoner, and shared with the people.

It was a pity that he could not test the effects of the One-Water Zither yet; he would have to wait until the auction concluded to finalize the exchange of goods.

Neji Hyuga surmised that Might Guy was playing a game of tug-of-war with Konoha: if you use reasonable excuses to transfer me away from my students, then I shall use reasonable excuses to engage in passive resistance.

"So, without these sordid dealings, would you, a man with no father to rely on and no master to guide him, have reached your current position?"

Shen Xingsu had come to deliver medicine, but upon learning that Xiao Yinchen intended to "rekindle the old flame" with Qian Ying, his handsome face darkened instantly.

It was just unfortunate that one day he got into an argument with a passing ninja from the Hidden Mist Village, and the two decided to settle it with a public duel.

He was already so severely injured; if she were to cause him any further harm, Her Majesty would surely be heartbroken to death.

"In the South, the laws apply to all residents; everyone is equal—everyone is of high status, and everyone is of low status. But in the North, powerful ministers abound and the hierarchy is rigid. I cannot even say whether there are more commoners or more aristocratic clans!" Hua Tuo remarked.

"Yes, yes," Liu Xie nodded hurriedly. Wang Yue’s recent fate served as a grim lesson; Liu Xie had no desire to follow in his footsteps.

Although he did not go so far as to send people to deal with the An clan as he had done in the past, he immediately bestowed gifts upon the Chenglian Palace as a consolation. The six palaces, which had been gloating over the situation, suddenly dared not say another word.