Chapter 26: Going to France Was to Meet You

Hua Jitian and he had once fought each other to the death, but in the secret realm, Hua Jitian spared his life and even gifted him this high-grade magical broadsword.

Give as much as you take; that is the rule of this world. Of course, ruthless bosses are an exception—when dealing with them, you might give ten parts of effort and be lucky to receive one or two back.

Most matters beneath him were handled by Anan; unless necessary, he rarely showed his face. Last night, someone had called him, prompting him to go out—clearly, something had happened.

“Then why did you kiss me? You go do the talking. Get away from me, you’re driving me mad.” I pushed him away.

“Are you serious?” Judging by his expression, he wasn’t joking, and I couldn’t believe it.

But he could never have imagined that, among these people, there was a hidden giant—a catch so big their net couldn’t hold it, one powerful enough to overturn the Black Fiend Sect’s entire ship.

Father’s face clouded, like a child eagerly awaiting praise only to be doused with cold water.

She liked him, but later, because of her brothers—back when Qian An fell, she lost her anchor, and the family’s bankruptcy made her worry about the future.

Doubts lingered only until Shuishui’s abilities were revealed. Once her strength was known, everyone admired her, regardless of age, respecting her knowledge. Mu Ziyu didn’t know how skilled Shuishui truly was, but when they left, a crowd saw them off, all expressing the same hope: that Qian Shuishui would return, that the school would always be open to her.

“Your family background is so different from mine. There’s no way we could have a future together,” I said plainly.

The two drew near the house, where the cries grew louder, sometimes punctuated by shouts—then a man's laughter followed.

Su Yu couldn’t stand it any longer and stomped hard on Dongfang Shuo’s foot. The blow was vicious, and the pain made Dongfang Shuo release his grip and clutch his foot.

Next, the two asked the shop assistant a few questions. In addition, Han Xuening told the clerk that if the mooncakes made here in two days were good, they would buy them all.

Every day, Bai Shanhu sipped tea here. Drinking tea was her indulgence, the only way she could calm her mind.

“Hanshui, I don't know why, but I feel a special connection with you,” Mr. Su said, gazing at Shu Hanshui, certain she looked familiar.

“We can now eat meat at home every few days. If not for you, Hanshui, my little brother would probably have been given away by now,” Zao Hua said gratefully.

She now understood why Weiyang had spoken up and what had angered Prince Duan. She was no Consort Yu; she couldn’t compete.

“You can insult my character, but you must not insult my medical skills,” Xiaoxiao said to the hunchbacked old man. Her initial doubts now grew—she began to question his abilities.

You Jiaxin hadn’t looked in the mirror and had no idea what she looked like with light makeup as she hurriedly changed into a T-shirt and jeans.

One person was responsible for detaining Zhang Luo, another for the interrogation. Everything appeared entirely convincing.

“Young lady,” Dai Mei called as she turned. Gu Yao gestured for her not to speak, and soon two accompanying maids entered from outside.

I stayed at the laymen’s hall for five days. As the Spring Festival approached, my uncle called, saying that after the incident at our home, my grandmother had fallen ill and worsened as the year’s end drew near. He asked if my mother and I could find time to visit.

Xie Jingqiu’s fingers moved lightly, like feathers brushing across Su Nian’s cheek, making her feel a ticklish sensation.

“It’s truly surprising that people from the Demon Sect would come here. Could it be because of that matter?” Hua Qian’ge’s mention of that issue made Jing Haoyu turn to look at her.

Mo Zidai spoke with certainty, wanting to let Jing Yizhe know she would never return, hoping he wouldn’t become overly suspicious. If Jing Yizhe started guarding against her everywhere, she’d have no chance to act again.

Guan Chuqi was also adept at reading people, and Bai Xue’s demeanor proved her words were genuine.

Xie Jingqiu smiled and walked toward You Lixin with the chess manual. Seeing that You Lixin was in a foul mood today, Xie Jingqiu had bought the chess manual specifically to cheer him up.

“Qiao Ranan, are you really not the one Seventh Lord likes?” Along the way, Princess Anya grew increasingly suspicious.

Clearly, Phil Jackson wasn’t truly angry, or perhaps this defeat was within his expectations. The Bulls seemed relaxed, and Phil Jackson didn’t want this mood to spread.

Huang Shanshan also stared blankly outside, where the sky cast a bleak, lonely glow. In his eyes, something intangible flickered—tinged with sorrow and uncertainty.

Oh, still insisting on saying important things three times… Looks like something’s up; I can’t afford to be careless. “Don’t worry, I’ll remember! If I see anyone from the Holy Sect, I’ll vanish immediately. That’s not hard.” Chen Hao became serious, responding loudly.

Shi Fan picked up a dish and tasted it; he had to admit, Zhuo Sini’s cooking was impressive. There were even two Western dishes—the meal was a fusion of Chinese and Western flavors, truly unique.

“Gentlemen, please answer my question first.” Xu Xifeng said calmly, her face unhurried and composed.

In a daze, Editor Mo watched as the car climbed higher up the mountain. As they ascended, he could see his building in the distance, but as it grew ever further away, he couldn’t help but break down in tears.

Although Xiao He had possessed a soul artifact in his previous life, he’d never gained access to Soul Mountain, so he wasn’t very familiar with its inner workings.