Chapter 21: Having a secret meeting with your granddaughter-in-law behind my back, are you?

However, Qing Chan, Fan Sheng, and the others could sense that although the Demon race’s half-step Emperor had reached that rank, he had only just broken through and was no match for Qing Chan.

"Old Fu..." Just as the Old Manor Master was about to say something, a voice suddenly reached his ears. It was not Zhao Yu’s voice, but the concentrated telepathic transmission only available to Saint Martial Artists.

After all, Qiao Yuwei had just been driven away by her mother, and her younger brother’s whereabouts were unknown. She was already in low spirits; if I were to say anything hurtful now, I wasn't sure if she could bear it.

The fourteen points of lethality were not just for the Man-Eating Flower; his speed and strength at this moment were equivalent to an additional thirteen points of lethality on top of the standard Qi-refining stage.

"President Wu, President Wang, do you really think I would specifically invite you both here for such a trivial matter?" Ling Zhiyuan asked in a deep voice, staring straight at the two men.

"Dad, do you think they might be monitoring your phone and using the incoming call information to pinpoint my location?" Zhang Yixiang asked, panicked and unsettled.

As for these demonic beasts, although they were numerous, they were never a match for hand grenades. If one wasn't enough, two would do; I truly didn't believe I couldn't handle them.

Only by joining the Heavenly Sect Palace and seeking development, thereby elevating one's overall strength, could one be qualified to approach the major sects.

The moment Old Ai walked into the office, the teacher didn't show the slightest surprise, for he had already anticipated it.

"I certainly cannot escape, but do you think you can escape if you kill me? Your brother will never let you go. If I kill you, I cannot escape, and the same applies to you if you kill me. Have you not yet grasped the current situation?" I replied.

Falling downward, I leaned over Xia Yan, my eyes darkening, and seized her lips, kissing her deeply.

After weighing the pros and cons, Qiu Xuan felt that if he just let them continue training like this, they would never become experts. It would be better to teach them some martial arts and basic battle energy techniques. There was plenty of useful material in the secret manuals Old Damu had given him, and it wouldn't reveal Old Damu’s true martial arts.

Hearing what the man surnamed Song said, the security guards no longer hesitated and charged toward us.

I knew that once Liu Suya said this, Father would surely be heartbroken, but in order to save everyone from being framed by her in the future, it was better for them to see through some things as early as possible.

"Can you really find a way for me to get a divorce within three days?" No matter how efficient a lawyer is, surely they couldn't reach that level.

Just like a few days ago, when I agreed to apologize because of Jiang Ming’s pleading, she thought I was truly afraid of her. I didn't want to see her take Jiang Ming’s protection for granted or use it as an excuse for indulgence.

Gently placing the pedestal on the ground, I removed the yellow cloth covering it. Instantly, a white light erupted, and the entire Heavenly Realm became a world of white.

The moment she turned, the Red Silk Fairy’s veil was already soaked with tears, though she did not believe Lin Yi would die here.

Seeing me like that, my sister pursed her lips and giggled, grabbing a few more handfuls of dried fruit to give us.

Su Mutong’s expression changed. Zhang Xinyi was such a chatterbox that whenever she held a phone, she wouldn't hang up for at least ten minutes.

However, by the fourth watch, he was disturbed again. This time it wasn't the rain, but something that made his nose sting so sharply that tears sprayed from his eyes. His vision blurred. In the night, his vision shouldn't have been in such a chaotic, degraded state; the things he saw were constantly changing.

If the passing of Uncle He and Aunt He was truly related to Yining, what was the point of his investigation?

"It's fine now, you can go." Gu Xidong, who had been standing by the side without saying a word, spoke up at that moment.

On the way to the lounge chairs, Barry could only comfort the slightly dejected Huck this way, then patted his own chest to offer a guarantee.

Yan Miao thought for a moment. Reflecting that there was nothing to do that night, and since she wanted to see how things would turn out, she realized it required two-sided contact, so she agreed.

Pang Tong’s heart finally relaxed, as if a stone had been pressing on it all this time. It was his turn. After being strapped in, he learned to step back just like Badar, but the unpredictable void behind him and the constant possibility of falling to his death made his heart race.

There is a saying about Longjing tea: "Pre-rain is top-grade, pre-Qingming is a treasure." All pre-Qingming Longjing is tribute, and ordinary official families cannot drink it unless granted as a reward. Biyu scanned Zhao Ling with suspicion, sensing that the black-hearted Crown Prince was starting to tease her mistress again.

Baochun was stunned at first, but when she realized Miss Zhou was cold all over and trembling, she reached out and patted her back, just as she used to comfort her son and his father.

However, his two concubines were afraid that if he discovered the truth, he would favor her, so they slandered her before him, saying she longed for his death. He was furious and sent poisoned wine for her to take her own life.

Hm, it seems the old man must have been a remarkable figure back in the day. In that case, shouldn't he have many precious things tucked away?

Shen Mengmeng was startled and asked, "What on earth is going on?" Her concern was evident.

Miao Miao punched her own chest; even she was scared by this setup. If she were really caught cheating, she likely wouldn't be able to do business in the future.

Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. She would never forget the feeling of Mo Youxun kissing her; it was just like this.

Generally, high-profile, wealthy families are very wary of the status of an eldest son born of a concubine and would be mocked for it. Thinking about it, the Princess of Qi surely wouldn't be so foolish. With that thought, Lady Lin felt relieved and didn't bother calculating whether the maid was actually pregnant.

Zhao Zilong and Shao Changfeng couldn't help but admire them. They had searched the entire forest and only managed to catch a few snakes, which they had initially felt quite proud of. Now, seeing the large bag of fish, that bit of pride vanished in an instant.