Volume One, Chapter 22: The Gu Family Ancestral Rule Forbids Taking Concubines

The phoenix carriage of Princess Changning came to a halt beside the side entrance of the former Regent Prince’s mansion.

“Qin’er, sit first, we can talk slowly…” Lord Li spoke just in time, his gaze upon Mu Wanqiu deepening with thoughtful contemplation.

Zhuang Lin extended his arm, drawing her slender frame into his embrace, resting her head against his chest. Then, with both hands encircling her from behind, he buried his face in her thick, raven-black hair.

With a thunderous bang, the wooden door was kicked open. Commander Yuan wiped a cold sweat from his brow. It seemed that Master Xia’s unique skill, the “Foshan Shadowless Kick,” was not an empty name. From this, it was clear that Yuan’s days ahead would be far from easy.

But forbidden spells generally took a long time; just chanting the incantation lasted over ten minutes, followed by nearly twenty more minutes of energy gathering. Unfortunately for them, by the time their forbidden spell was halfway complete, the convoy had already entered the Vatican, and the Church’s monks had moved there as well.

“Do you think I was too ruthless?” As Mo Li stepped out of the elegant chamber, she suddenly asked Asheng.

“Hehe, disciple, why do you not kneel when you see your master?” The Taoist’s kindly demeanor made one feel instantly at ease.

“Do those material lists bear my signature?” Mu Wanqiu pressed assertively, inwardly grateful for Lord Li’s foresight.

Su Yaxin and Lan Mengdie, enraged by the Ice Demon King’s interference, unleashed golden light from the heavens and jade-hued sword flashes, forcing the retreating Ice Demon King to turn back into the fray.

“By the way, aside from the hundred-plus emperor-level experts in the immortal and demon realms that day, how many were there?” Bing Feng suddenly asked.

In the first half, Hu Mingrui held Xinxin’s hand. Later, with so many bustling on the road, fearing a stampede or collision, Hu Mingrui cradled her in his arms and found the only two empty seats inside the venue.

After all, the new album was about to launch, and any problem with Shi Fei would affect its sales.

Moreover, enhancing his brain cell activation index seemed to also boost his “Ghost Sight” ability.

However, the troubles were not limited to this; there was also the “Ghost Seer” Hasegawa Fuyuya, who, since entering the Outland Forest, had not emerged again.

The soon-to-open Jia Yi Television Station in September watched enviously, repeatedly attempting to poach talent, provoking Lu Zhiyuan’s intense displeasure.

The six German-made Type I tanks of the three-line formation, lacking tank cannons, posed little threat to the enemy tanks. Thus, they were placed directly in the breach to draw the enemy’s fire, while the tanks’ internal machine guns swept the advancing infantry supporting the enemy armor.

Chen Guohuang kept a close eye on her expression. Seeing she was about to blurt out a wrong choice, he quickly laughed and changed the subject.

Caught unawares, Muno and his colleague felt something press against their chests and abdomens, and were shoved to the ground.

From inside the tent, Zhou Weiguo and his group suddenly burst in. The first to seek permission was General Feng Lat, revealing much about the situation.

With this contract in hand, could the once-mighty Shaw Kingdom, which had stood atop the world through martial arts dramas, still bask in glory?

They were all the same—never revealing what they did, never probing each other’s pasts, only sensing they were alike: equally stubborn, equally tragic, and now, burdened with one more shared burden—the encounter with the same shameless, unprincipled man.