Volume One, Chapter 32: Does This Count as Brother Nine Bullying You?

Qin Zhan deliberately waited more than two hours before returning. When he arrived at Yan Qiuning’s room and found her absent, he asked the servants and learned that the girl had actually gone to his own room. Turning on his heel, he went there, and as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw a disheveled woman lying on his bed.

He walked closer step by step, his eyes dark and turbulent as he took in the chaos on the bed. Yan Qiuning’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes closed as she murmured incoherently, her dress slipped up to her waist, leaving her upper body almost bare. The sheets had been soaked in large patches by her; her condition was clearly not good.

Qin Zhan stared at the woman’s distress, the shadows in his heart surging in a wild, uncontrollable frenzy...

The scenery in Lin City was exceptionally beautiful. It had been planned as a tourist city some twenty years ago, and now Lin City was alive with birdsong and floral fragrance, the landscape stunningly picturesque.

Today, there were no events in the main compound, but Wang Junhua had mentioned that the wives of the officers in the Number Three Family Compound got along harmoniously, their interactions smooth and friendly, unlike the factional divisions in other compounds.

These people seemed to be local powerhouses with considerable influence, rarely interacting with the giants from the African continent, yet now, unexpectedly, they had gathered together.

Wang Ju grew anxious; after so many years, this was the first time she had become addicted to something. The sensation was like tossing a deeply addicted internet youth into a world without computers—the urge to despair was overwhelming.

If it were truly like that, someone would surely inform them, and sounds of battle would reach their ears.

In those years, if Yao Jiaguo hadn’t used his underhanded methods, relying solely on his younger brother’s subsidies from the military, they could never have afforded to keep several children in school during those difficult times, let alone feed them and secure their futures.

If Shi Hongfei hadn’t prepared in advance, she would have been made a target in front of the capital’s prominent families and those in power.

He kept speculating about how the murderer of Li Sheng would enter and what method they would use, since the Four Seas Tower was under complete lockdown. To sneak in unnoticed would require future technology like an invisible hoverboard, or some other ingenious trick.

Today, as usual, after a day spent incognito, he came here for a meal to relax. Unexpectedly, he never got his meal but witnessed this scene instead.

Su En remained outwardly calm but inwardly formed opinions about Young Master Zhou Shanhe. Zhou Shanhe was deliberate; he had instructed Xu Tian to act this way. Otherwise, there would be no constant targeting, and Su En had never offended Xu Tian.

With his hands in his pockets, it was true: in all the world, Ye Chen’s only unsolvable problem was Chu Qianxue.

He heard a sound from the camera—a strange noise, yet Xiao Yuxuan knew the photo had been taken.

Ning Ci ignored him and looked aside. In the corner, Xu Dongyang crouched with his head buried in his knees, his body trembling like a frightened ostrich.

Once the cover was released, entertainment forums and online communities resumed their habitual judgment rituals.

Lida and Huolian were there, helping out as usual. The walls of Jiuer City were forged from sea salt, and mounting magical cannons required a special technique. Otherwise, the city walls would collapse under the powerful recoil when fired.

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Fortunately, when he endured the cold, he showed no outward signs; his nose and ears barely reddened, and he looked especially handsome on camera.

He exhaled sharply, releasing a breath of stale air. He reached out, clenched his fist, then flicked his index and middle finger. A Foundation Pill flew out from a bottle, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

Deng Chao and the other regular guests greeted him with hugs and pats on the shoulder, as warmly as lifelong brothers.

“Don’t worry, Master Huolian is one of the top pill makers in the three realms. This medicine won’t harm our child!” Zhao Yiling looked up and smiled at Yin Zhen, her eyes full of tenderness.

Yan Duo smiled, innocent of any wrongdoing. She felt no irritation, and instead explained earnestly.

Several days later, several elderly men with gray hair appeared at the site of Chen Jin’s battle with Old Tu. After a thorough investigation, they produced a bronze mirror and reflected it over the buried pit.