Chapter 137: The Reward Mengzi Truly Desired

Upon hearing the news, Tian Tian grew anxious. Just last night, when she returned home to rest, everything was fine; she even said the lotus roots would be ready for harvest in less than a month. How could something have gone wrong so suddenly?

In any case, Wang Yu was beyond their ability to confront. With the presence of the Elders, there was no need for them to intervene.

But Zhiyun was different. When she purchased the maid, she had deliberately chosen two girls who would surely blossom into beauties in the future. Now, with such a status, handsome men could no longer openly admire them—could they not even look upon beauties anymore?

“We’re all customers here. I trust that a jade and stone shop of this size wouldn’t do anything to drive customers away,” Wang Haitao said with a raised brow, utterly unconcerned.

She hurriedly checked both the east and west rooms but still could not find the two. It was then that she suddenly remembered—the front door had been locked when she entered the shop earlier. Did that mean the mother and daughter had already left?

Lin Xiaoru made a decision; Wang Yu did not interfere. Although these people had fallen because of Wang Yu, this was not Beijing’s base city after all, and as an outsider, he could not say much.

Madam Shen continued to feign ignorance, smiling falsely. “What do you mean by that, young master? I don’t quite understand,” she said, instinctively smoothing her neatly arranged hair, pretending not to care.

Moreover, no matter who came to see it, they would praise the emperor’s benevolence. After all, the Duke of Heng’s mansion had only been demoted one rank for this matter, without any substantial punishment—truly a lenient act.

“I’ll drink,” Hua Qingqing said with a moment’s hesitation before stepping forward to pick up the cup.

Long Na was already a celebrated beauty at Tianhai Medical College. It was because of her that Lin Chen had gained fame last time. As soon as the two arrived at Tianhai Medical College, discussions began to stir.

“Do you know that the back mountain of Lanruo Temple is a burial ground for the dead? Everyone within hundreds of miles knows that. If you’re going to seduce people, at least use some brains!” Wang Jin couldn’t help but comment.

“I think it’s better if we act together,” Chu Yun blocked Lei Ling’s way. Although they had been at odds moments before, after some thought, Chu Yun believed it would be more convenient to cooperate with Lei Ling, though the trust they once shared was now impossible.

At this moment, a large number of spirit beasts supported one another and surged into the domain formed by Diaz’s magic, but the limited space within the domain soon reached saturation.

“For example, to get you on the school team? I remember your school participates in the intercollegiate league, right? Judging by the size of the e-sports club, it seems pretty good,” Han You mused. His disciple was outstanding, so it was entirely possible they had drawn attention.

As Han You stabbed the heart of the mid-lane player repeatedly with his words, a soft laugh sounded in the voice channel. Though it was brief, it finally halted his typing.

Fang Yu stared intently. To be honest, the outfit gave the impression that with just a slight tug, it would fall off her body.

Du Yuan, Governor Wan, and the accompanying personnel bid farewell to General Xue as they left the Xiangyin garrison, inviting him to join the inauguration ceremony of the Minsheng Restoration Project at Bajun Tower that noon.

However, Xiao Xuan’s words did not relieve Xiao Yan’s burden; instead, they intensified the pressure in his heart.

On that very day, various protests erupted within the Japanese territory. Citizens and students took to the streets, protesting Xiao Fei’s actions. Some marched to the Japanese government offices; others gathered in front of the embassy.

Despite this, the notorious bandit Zhang Han was still formidable. As Hong Ren finished speaking, a crisp “pop” was heard. As Zhang Han leapt forward, he felt his body momentarily falter, and another world suddenly appeared before him.

Ye Wudao was so shaken by Zhong Lingshou’s words that he nearly grabbed her collar to demand an explanation.

Though the plane was destroyed in a successful emergency landing, all passengers survived. This was the best-case scenario among the worst. They now faced two choices: first, to wait calmly for rescue—though the timing was uncertain.

With Jiang Kairan’s arrival, Qiu Zihan and Li Likun quickly followed. The number of students gathering to watch grew steadily.

“You stubborn child, how many times have I told you not to look for him? Yet you went anyway. Now look, we taught you a skill, and you use it to fight. Who knows what trouble you’ll cause next time,” Jiang’s mother scolded anxiously, patting his leg.

In the past, Ouyang Yu had never acknowledged Bai Ruoxuan, so it was truly unimaginable that today he suddenly accepted him as a disciple.

Xue Gao wanted to say something more, but saw Book growing weaker. His speech faltered, yet his eyes fixed on Xue Gao as if wanting to convey something extremely important.

“But right now, your top priority is to finish your studies,” Lu Xuan said calmly and confidently.

As they walked, Li Si wondered if they would encounter traps or danger only after passing through those stone gates, since their journey so far had been uneventful.

When Qing Li arrived, the village had already been reduced to ruins—scattered bricks and tiles, bodies lying in pools of blood. In this oppressive atmosphere, not a single restless spirit appeared.

It was like a fleeting light, vanishing in an instant. Only a pure swordsman could truly unleash the power of swordsmanship, and at this moment, Zheng Chenggong was the purest swordsman of all.

At least in Rong Qian’s memory, she was happy. Although her father was busy most of the time, he never let her mother or her suffer any grievances. They lacked for nothing they should have had.