Chapter 38: Host and Guest in Perfect Harmony

Xu Yang, upon hearing this, did not react with the shock that Zhou Mei had imagined. He merely furrowed his brows slightly, then uttered something that made Zhou Mei furious.

“Oh, I thought this bracelet would cost at least ten million. Turns out it’s not that expensive after all—not bad, not bad, this shop’s prices are actually quite reasonable.”

“Reasonable, my—”

This move was truly cunning, instantly chilling the hearts of those officers stationed in the city who harbored ulterior motives. Their wives and children were now under Li Quan’s control, leaving them too afraid to act rashly or even entertain the thought of surrendering the city.

Zhao Chengjue lifted Jiu Zhu with one hand and placed her on the couch, but she continued to cling tightly to his clothes. She noticed her sister’s expression suddenly turn grim, her brows tightly knit. Had something happened?

Ning Fei was as energetic as if he’d been injected with vigor throughout the journey. By the time their forces joined at Dancheng, they had fifty thousand soldiers. Ning Fei was so overjoyed that he immediately gathered his personal guards for a round of drills, giving them such a thorough thrashing that he didn’t stop until everyone was thoroughly exhausted.

The two of them had already prepared themselves to face death, but to their surprise, instead of descending into hell, they unexpectedly landed in paradise.

On Zhao Shanxiang’s end, things were going smoothly as well. He and Xu Xiji had advanced separately toward Fengyang and Dingyuan, and after several battles with Li Quan’s forces, both sides had their share of victories and defeats, leading to a current standoff.

“Don’t call me ‘concubine.’ I’m not your master’s concubine. I told you to call me ‘madam,’ but since you’re not one of my household’s servants, that doesn’t seem appropriate either. You may simply call me ‘miss’ as the others do,” Miao Miao considered before replying.

Fu Daquan’s current mood made his feelings clear: he was displeased. This was why, when Gao Huaiyuan petitioned the court for recognition, he recommended Fu Daquan for the position of commander of the Flying Tiger Army, while Zhou Jun was given another appointment.

As he stepped through the door, his amber eyes locked on her. That wickedly handsome face was expressionless. Lian Yi’s heart skipped a beat, as if his gaze were saying: “Did you come in here hoping I’d devour you?”

The old black dog leapt down from his seat. His parting words were, “Spend more time with your family,” before he slowly padded outside.

Fu Cheng, after a moment’s thought, figured she must be hungry. After all, the victory banquet had been ruined, and she hadn’t eaten that morning. He walked over to Ling Hui.

Yan Xiao’s hand, holding his chopsticks, froze in midair. He shot Gu Lan a cold look, his eyes full of warning.

At first, Yan Hui could comprehend some of the principles the teacher explained. But when the teacher insisted that they should treat even their enemies this way, Yan Hui became utterly confused, unable to understand at all.

Indeed, Chang’e came for the osmanthus tree. This matter had been privately addressed by Chen Hao, who warned the disciples to stay out of it. In the end, Chang’e often came to play beneath the tree.

A faceless figure pressed a child down, tying him to a dark, foul-smelling bench, then moved toward a table, on which stood a steaming pot of hot oil.

Mu Xingyao felt no resentment at all. These days, she had actually been living quite comfortably inside.

With that, he gave up his seat. Cui Yunzhi showed no intention of sitting, looking coldly at the director, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

“Where am I…” She lifted her head and nearly bumped into Xu Shen’s chin—almost kissing him, but managed to dodge just in time.

Li Chengying smiled but said nothing. He already possessed two fine swords, but his great iron sword had broken and could not be used for now, unless he found someone to repair it.

Yun Shuo sensed the situation was turning against her, so she reached out to fend off Lin Ya, who was clutching her waist. Blow after blow landed on her back, but through the narrow gap, Lin Ya saw the man in blue walking toward her, knowing he would surely protect her.