Chapter 109: Trembling Body
"Miss Su, you are truly beautiful," Ye Cheng exclaimed admiringly.
Su Yun’s cheeks flushed a delicate pink, her eyes sparkling like rippling waves as she smiled and said, "Brother Ye, it’s enough that you like it. I rarely wear feminine clothes in public. If Xu Qiuming and those others saw me, they’d surely laugh themselves silly."
"They’d definitely be stunned...”
"Miss, do you know when the wedding between our princess and your crown prince will be held?" Ling Yu’s personal maid, unable to contain her curiosity, asked bluntly.
Originally, to avoid unnecessary trouble, he had kept his distance from He Ying. This time, seeking her out was a matter of necessity. He Zhenhuan only hoped to use He Ying to arrange a meeting with Mo Qingxiao.
Meanwhile, the Seventh Lord sat nearby, leisurely smoking, showing no intention of proceeding with the necromantic ritual.
A biting cold wind swept through, making his already dizzy head feel heavier, and a wave of nausea rose from his stomach.
The more he looked, the more familiar the young man seemed. He wondered if he had seen him before at Director Sun’s office. If so, that would be problematic—not a major issue, but quite awkward and damaging to one’s reputation. Sometimes, the impression you leave on others is crucial in social circles.
Unexpectedly, as he moved, golden light appeared on his left, instantly forming a spatial grid. On the right, a dark glow blocked the path, severing Hou Yi’s anger-driven escape.
“This is money I earned from my shop!” Old Lady Lu protested anxiously. In the past, to make ends meet, she had sold her own eggs and mushrooms, but she never realized that running a business required reinvesting capital.
Just as Duan Jiaze was about to speak, he noticed two Taoists nearby, mouths agape as if struck by lightning.
The failure of Liu Sheng’s Red Sun Group left the island nation’s people pale. Though they sometimes ostracized the Liu family, when it came to matters of state, they united as one, setting aside all previous conflicts.
Ye Mei was conflicted. As an empress, her nature was to resist such factional infiltration. Yet she knew that if they truly followed Dao Tuo’s advice, the empire’s martial spirit would immediately awaken. Henceforth, the Matou Empire’s combat troops would undoubtedly dominate the cosmos.
Unfortunately, Teacher Liu’s expression remained unchanged, utterly calm. Ren Anran stared unblinking, but saw nothing. This suggested… she was merely a consolation prize.
“Then let’s go downstairs for breakfast!” Ye Tian dared not face the capricious Deng Mengxin alone, so he suggested they eat.
Everyone fell silent. Most of the club’s veterans had left long ago; those remaining were there for livelihood. The majority had joined only after Chang Dao became number one.
Now, using ordinary means, escape was impossible. Of course, employing magic was another matter. Yet Qu Qingyan knew that cloud riding lacked the mysterious swiftness of the Monkey King’s somersault cloud. If they took the crown prince outside now, palace guards would surely notice. Once reported to the King of Wujiguo, consequences would be severe.
Looking again at the Spider Demon Ancestor, whose eight brilliant, piercing eyes had now turned dull and stone-like, the celestial pearls atop his mountainous form no longer emitted a trace of vitality.
As someone once said, beauty is everywhere in life—it depends on whether you possess eyes and the ability to perceive it.
Moreover, those creatures probably only spoke in jest. Heaven knows when such frogs, barely larger than a one-yuan coin, would ever be ready for consumption.
“...” Blackbeard dared not continue and simply nodded, signaling he understood her meaning.
Yes, it was roughly a few days ago when Tang Fan and Yang Baodong went to Zhong Zheng’s company to demand overdue wages. They had once impersonated a mysterious figure, but Tang Fan hadn’t foreseen that incident would impact Zhong Zheng so severely, ultimately leading to Zhong Zheng losing a hand to the mysterious cloaked assailant.