Chapter 50: He Wants to Get Married

In fact, even if Zhao Yunkai didn’t know, with Xie Yanli’s methods, it wouldn’t take long for him to find out her new address.

Thinking of all this, Wei Yang suddenly felt short of breath, a heavy weight pressing on his chest as if a thousand-pound boulder were crushing him.

But no matter what, the house had to be moved.

After his sister-in-law and Yuanyuan returned, it wouldn’t be appropriate for them to live here together, especially since Yuanyuan needed to attend school.

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“Pfft!” Seeing the old man’s awkward expression, Li Yuzhen couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh aloud.

On the battlefield, many fell in combat, never receiving a proper end; some were severely wounded, missing limbs; others, though physically intact, had long endured the horrors of war, frequently witnessing bloodshed and suffering from psychological trauma.

Later, the Dayang family was disgraced. The Marquis of Fuyang was tried for his crimes, and the misdeeds of his clan burst like a dam breaking, no longer hidden or concealed, laid bare before everyone’s eyes.

“Kane truly is a good teacher. Learning from him has benefited me greatly. I can’t say my skills have become very strong, but I’d be willing to spar with you again. After all, my practical combat experience is quite lacking. This is a chance for me to learn and improve,” Shi Lei accepted Tony’s challenge calmly.

Judging by the speed and power of Chen Yun’s attacks, they were confident they could block or evade them; the strikes posed no real threat to them.

Next to the sofa behind him, Director Ma was gently pounding herbs in a mortar and pestle—not only the rare and expensive Three-Leaf Green and Droplet Pearl but also various traditional medicines he had recently purchased from major hospitals and pharmacies across Tangshan.

Wu Yu’s expression faltered, and he said no more, simply biting his teeth: “Stop joking. Is this really worth it?” He knew well that although he was slightly taller than Chi Qilin, he couldn’t compare to Chi Qilin’s professional training in boxing and combat.

Third Young Mistress Ding’s biological mother had died early, and her stepmother was her biological mother’s elder sister. Yet, no matter how close she was to her stepmother, it wasn’t like Wang Jinyuan and the others, which made her glance at them a little more.

Many games have the concept of safe zones; some don’t even allow player-versus-player combat unless both parties agree to fight.

His initial plan was to dispatch a hundred laborers to reinforce the plank bridge at the mountain’s foot, enabling four-wheeled carts to pass, mobilize six hundred men to help the left camp build barracks, and have the rest assist in reinforcing and constructing fortifications at the southern mountain.

Among Xi Bingchuan’s five-man team, although only three were gifted with special abilities, all five were highly proficient with firearms and ammunition, making them formidable fighters and securing their position.

Li Xiya casually placed the poison near the dining table, then reached out to take the last white luminescent orb that had come from the ninja treasure chest.

Qin Mian’s lips curved slightly: “Luoluo is also very smart.” It was just that she didn’t dare express herself much after returning home.

Li Luo felt a bit guilty: “Originally, the teacher arranged for you to sit next to me to help improve your studies, but I’ve been taking so many leaves. I also have something for you.” She opened the door and led Zhou Qiuyun inside.

Li Dan glanced at him and continued, informing him that the messenger sent to the grasslands wore a waist badge from the Military Governor’s office of the Five Armies. Although the position was equivalent only to a seventh-rank military officer, it was precisely because there were so many of them.

The struggle for the throne among men was so despicable and shameless that even brothers would kill each other for power and profit.

It was a day off, and Li Miao visited his father-in-law Lin Ruhai bearing gifts. Although he often climbed over Lin Ruhai’s courtyard walls, this was his first official visit.

Sure enough, shortly after he spoke, the office door opened, and a staff member entered.

Qi Feiyang pulled out three large roast geese he had bought in Songshan. The beasts leapt up happily, grabbing the geese and running off to enjoy their feast.

Junqing stared at Yundan for a long while, stretched lazily, then nestled into Yundan’s arms and closed his eyes.