Chapter 91: Sweet-Tongued

But Jing was unconvinced. “Lin Lu, have you forgotten? How old were we when we first came to the Lu family?”

Lin Lu’s heart lurched. Back then, she had been sixteen, and Jing had been seventeen.

Jing snorted. “The people of the Lu family have always been perverted that way.”

“Oh, right. How is what you need to do coming along?”

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Watching the clan members argue and gossip without end, Hinata Hiashi began to wonder: had he truly been wrong all along?

By the time Li Yi and BABY reached the ferry dock, the staff told them that everyone had already set out, and they were the very last pair.

“So this is... a teleportation card? A card with teleportation ability? Could it be the Black Cross?” The two people watching the surveillance had automatically come up with the most reasonable explanation.

“Introduce yourselves one by one,” Liu Xin said, glancing at the crowd; it was about time everyone had arrived.

Lu Buwei was starting to sit uneasily. He knew of the Shadow Guard’s existence—he could not claim to know them completely, but he was aware such a force existed. There were not many of them, and most were there to protect Ying Zheng’s safety, so Lu Buwei had turned a blind eye.

“What happened?” “Is it going to collapse?” Questions and disbelief rose up one after another as Zhuo Xiong landed.

The day-center administrator took Li Yi’s card. After asking him for an autograph, he finally let him inside, thoroughly satisfied.

Once there is a first time, there will be a second. We repeated the trick and wiped out a new chicken, feeling quite pleased with ourselves for such a “clever” method.

Robert raised an eyebrow. “Wasn’t Chrysanthemum County already...” Halfway through, he stopped, sensing the rest of the sentence might strike a raw nerve.

She was frightened. A red mist filled her vision, and it felt as though she were suffering in a sea of fire and ice; lost and helpless inside, she thought only that if she could escape this pain, then dignity, reserve, and pride could all go to hell.

As he spoke, Xiao Tu naturally reached out and, with the same motion, pointed at and touched Tao Xiaoyan’s jade-like fingers, and the two of them began to get handsy with each other.

With a ferocious smile, Darkness’s body suddenly turned into a wisp of black vapor, drifting through the air. Wherever there was darkness, there was Darkness. Ye Xuan sensed a gust of阴风 behind him, and the moment he turned, that murderous hand had reached him again.

Xiao Tu could not see where the old man was, yet his voice rang in his ears with startling clarity, leaving him shocked, frightened, and overjoyed all at once.

Li Longfei saw that the werewolf with its long fur and savage appearance had actually shown a look of puzzlement. It stopped a short distance away and kept sizing him up.

Wasn’t this blatantly an attempt to eliminate the Zhang brothers first, let Li Xian inherit the throne, and only afterward let Li Longji ascend to the throne?

When he finished speaking, he no longer paid any attention to the crowd. He sat directly on the front bumper of the minibus, crossed his legs, and lounged there idly, clearly intent on washing his hands of the matter and watching the show from the sidelines.

“You think I’m an idiot? Are you done messing with me yet?” On Ye Xuan’s face, all they could see was fury.

Silence spoke louder than words. Just as in those years, when they ate breakfast here, Ye Xuan and the others never spoke.

These words were spoken by the lord of the fortress, who had remained silent from the moment he entered. As soon as he finished, Ye Ruoli turned and walked out the door. Morning light fell upon her white robe, and her figure gradually vanished beneath the clear, cloudless sky.

He looked around and guessed that these blood-soaked walls were probably the snake’s digestive tract.

That night, Wang Bing did not sit idle either. He prepared the tools needed for the trap in the courtyard—long nails, wooden boards—and only after everything was ready did he go back to sleep.

After glancing at Feng Mingyu, Ye Qianfeng said it casually, yet he had not expected that such a casual remark would move Feng Mingyu deeply, and tears began to stream down from her beautiful eyes.