Chapter 44: Triumph

“He’s supposedly the president of the literary society, but that’s all he’s got? Even someone like Xu Qiuming showed up.”
A young aristocrat waved his folding fan and chuckled.
“Isn’t that Xu Qiuming, the one who looks like a startled toad when poked?”
The room erupted in laughter, and everyone’s contemptuous gaze fell on Xu Qiuming.
Xu...
Moreover, the imposing stature of the intelligent robot, its aura and overwhelming presence, was truly intimidating.
Qingfeng had already understood the situation, but couldn’t get a word in; she seemed helpless before Ayuan’s brazen sophistry.
The events involving Baihua and Xinghua had already spread throughout the household. What’s more, from time to time, Xinghua’s wretched screams could be heard, making everyone present break out in goosebumps.
Bai Jianping stared blankly at Qin Gao, her legs giving way as she sat beside him, her eyes red, tears brimming but not falling.
There were those in wide robes and long sleeves, those with golden crowns and flowing beards—no fewer than several dozen—each brandishing a weapon, exuding an air of menace.

At this point, Yan Lanruo had more or less deduced that the Gu family must have made enemies in the business world.
“It’s obvious that each person’s ideal of benevolence differs, and is not immutable,” Shaoyan thought, a new understanding surging within her.
He constantly reminded himself that she was his nephew’s wife. Even if Zhan Feng had signed the divorce papers with her hand in his, even if she and Zhan Feng were no longer husband and wife, it was still not his place.
Song Xun hadn’t said much, but Jiang Yu felt a strong aversion toward Lu Bozhou and his trusted aides alike.
“Why do you keep bringing up Sister Di? As far as I know, you two don’t even know each other.” Listening to his endless chatter, I couldn’t help but grow suspicious.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a pale glow over her cheeks.
“General, we’ve found it. It’s right here—take a look.” The army’s expert trackers, combined with the hasty retreat, meant that Wang Qiang’s efforts to cover their tracks were not particularly sophisticated. So, two hours later, they were still discovered.
The Corpse Demon Emperor steadied his mind, sat cross-legged once more, and began to absorb the force of desolation within the great formation.
The first to approach was a masked man, who, without a word, struck out at the person before him with a palm to the back.
Yes, after traveling through time, the system had come along as well, but it would only accompany Ye Chui Jin for another three months.

When he was still a boy, he had witnessed with his own eyes the demon horde engulf the capital’s city walls; his royal father was torn to pieces by the brutal demons, then devoured until nothing remained.
A stream of moonlit water from the pool shot into the sky, as if it had taken on the solid form of a dragon from the sea.
Wait—some of these houses were built after the city was established, which means that in Shen Achuo’s time, this formation was incomplete, and the mountains behind were still accessible. It couldn’t be called a place where no one entered and only yin energy remained. So, was the problem with these newer houses? Was it a coincidence, or was it someone’s deliberate doing?
A soft chuckle sounded above me. I looked up to see that Ling Ge was actually smiling. The assassin, whose face had always been expressionless, now had the faintest curve at the corner of his lips; the lines of his face softened.
“Let’s talk about your opponent tomorrow. Do you have confidence?” Jiang Shan continued, steering the conversation back.
The surroundings transformed into an elegantly decorated room; on the table before the zither maiden sat a steaming red drink. That slice of cake truly caught her eye, for it looked utterly delicious.
Zet was at a loss, for he knew too little about everything concerning the “Gate.” But if that was the case, why not seek out someone who knew more?
He watched as the zither maiden’s fist met Ling’s paw, then, passing through it, struck at Ling herself.