Chapter 137: Bai Yangwei

"Qixiu, you're back?"
"Hurry, go look inside the house! Something has happened at your place!"
Seeing Gu Zhuo, the neighbors gathered nearby spoke up in a flurry.
Gu Zhuo was completely bewildered. "What happened?"
"I was sitting at my door stitching shoe soles when suddenly there were two loud booms. My house shook! My mother-in-law insisted it was an earthquake and was trying to drag me away after packing our things..."
Before Mother Liu could finish her sentence, Gu Zhuo had already rushed inside.

Seeing this, Liu Jiong cursed loudly and scrambled to dodge. He narrowly avoided the blow as the axe blade swept past his original position and buried itself into a bluestone block in the distance, splitting it in two.

"Why do you think the Jin family sent that wild ginseng?" Huyan Qing asked, turning the box containing the ginseng over in his hands.

Because the White Thousand Mountains Secret Realm belonged to Taihua, and Zhang Zhixing and others had been there before, Lin Qing had found it easy to collect a wealth of information about the realm beforehand.

The shopkeeper apologized very sincerely. There was no help for it; they had been so busy during that period that they had truly delayed things for a long time. It had been a whole month before they finally had the chance to notify Fang Yuanyuan to choose a design.

However, there was nothing to be done about it. After all, when it came to body conditioning through the distribution of muscle and fat, Xu Qingqiao admitted that no one could achieve it yet, especially given that only a week had passed.

The more he spoke, the more it seemed to be the case. Third Master An looked at the Third Young Master with a gaze that held profound meaning, though it was filled more with frustration at his lack of ambition and pity for his misfortune.

I wonder if, on the other side of the ocean, Ling Zhuang is still holding her ground at the imperial court. As an emperor, the promises one can make are so numerous.

Rather than saying "paper cannot wrap up fire," it would be more accurate to say that secrets never existed within the imperial palace to begin with.

"Damn! What is going on?" The group led by Kirika stared at the messages fed back on the warship's display screen, all of them stunned.

It turned out that the reason Ouyang Ying'er had fallen into a deep sleep was that a beam of light had been projected onto her head. Fortunately, that beam of light did not cause her any harm; it had simply hypnotized her.

Today was the day the results of the martial arts examinations were posted. Unfortunately, Yang Qian was injured and Yang Xuran had gone to the government office, so the task of checking the results fell to Xu Nan. Yang Qian was worried about him, so she sent her personal maid along as well.

Now, whenever he heard him speak a word, Lu Jue would find it grating, and without realizing it, he would begin to weigh how much truth there was in his words.

The crowd clicked their tongues in amazement after hearing this. Since they began treasure hunting, they had witnessed much of the wisdom of the ancients. They lived in an age without electricity, mobile phones, or the internet. But could their lives truly be more boring than those of modern people?

Ji Jingxi ultimately didn't dare to truly annoy her. After being pushed away, he didn't insist, instead propping himself up on his arms and smiling like a fox—no matter what, getting that kiss was a win.

Yang Qian froze for a moment, realizing that her father might have seen through her intentions. Feeling guilty, she pressed her lips into a thin line.

Before the two of them left, Brother Hua had prepared a carriage for them, fully stocked with all the necessary supplies. Hua Manlou even handed his personal token from the Hua family’s trading firm to Lu Fubai, to make it easier for her to use the contact points along the Hua family’s trade routes.

Jiang Zhenyu stared intently at Wen Yiming and Li Huaqing. This was the main event; Wen Yiming was using the simplest form of hypnotic gesture, not even needing the common hypnotic clock. This level of skill was extremely high and certainly not a technique that an ordinary hypnotist could use.

He knew where he stood after just one glance, and the next hour only confirmed it—the Emperor was now beyond his strength.

Pei Xun walked in a hurry and, not watching where he was stepping, accidentally trod on a banana peel, tumbling toward Tianshan Lake at the side.

"Since you have all been defeated, why haven't Zhuoma, Christina, and Alex returned? Do you know how grave a crime it is to abandon your commander and flee the battlefield? You all deserve to be beheaded!" the City Lord said coldly.

"Wu Xiujuan! You bitch, come out here! Come out, do you hear me? You dare to stop cooking? Do you want me to serve you, you wretched thing..." Mother Qian kept cursing, but Wu Xiujuan still did not appear.