Chapter 363

Yan Wushuang glanced at the forum, her expression strangely odd.

"Sister, you said Zheng Fa is incapable on the Jiushan Sect forum…"

Aren't you asking for trouble?

Seeing his sister's expression, he dared not finish his sentence.

Can't she hit him, if she can't hit anyone from Jiushan Sect?

Xie Qingxue's expression was also gloomy; she snapped:

"When did I say Zheng Fa is incapable?"

"Our Ancestor, even at the Golden Core stage, already forged…"

Some held waist knives, guarding the docks; others carried cargo onto the ships.

But since today was the twenty-seventh and guests would be entertained tomorrow, Lady You figured Jia Rong would likely agree, so she prepared in advance to avoid being overwhelmed.

Gu Keyu felt shy about thanking him face-to-face, especially before Lu Jiyuan—her face flushed, and she slowly lowered her head.

Recalling this long-buried first love, Bai Shu sighed, took down the pale pink sachet from above the bed, and gently held it in his hand.

The figure came against the light, yet her familiar face was one she could never forget. She didn't understand why she, who had already left, would appear here?

Zhang Jing was startled. Qingqing belonged to Liu Wancheng; Wu Xiaobo might guess it, Xu Yan might know, but Xu Jie shouldn't.

Gao Xiuju had long held meetings with all departments regarding renovation procedures and layouts; the designs were nearly finalized, and the renovation company was rushing to meet deadlines.

Bai Qi instantly understood: the Three Yuan Kai Tian tree the Snow Elder had was not the original divine tree, but this sapling.

Gu Zichen patted Jack's shoulder, his eyes filled with admiration; Jack was a sensible man, and he believed Jack, when grown, would never become like Jia Jiaxuan.

It was a deep blue fitted shirt that made him look tall and slender; paired with Ouyang Chu's icy face, he resembled a male model on a runway, utterly captivating.

"Court personnel?" Old Gao murmured, then smiled bitterly. Who else in the court could possess such ability and inform Tang Yue?

Otherwise, given Americans' usual behavior, they'd have publicly announced it and launched an attack long ago—why come here to probe?

Four senior maids accompanied Tang Yue outside, leaving second- and third-class maids to guard the door, while old women watched the courtyard; all was quiet and serene, perfect for sleep.

Mo Fengwu had handled this matter with great secrecy. Thus, at this moment, not just Gongsun Ze and Mu Baichuan, but even Mo family members themselves were stunned.

From outside the courtyard gate, the elder's residence appeared small, even smaller than Ye Rong's home.

Amid the crowd's persistent persuasion, the man finally suppressed his urge to chase after them, yet the resentment in his heart grew uncontrollably.

"Hmph, what strange temper? It's just been spoiled out of him! If I were the Crown Prince, I'd have slapped him straight away!" Qi Ran sneered, his voice coarse and loud.

As Ye Qing stepped out of the wall-facing cell, she was still adjusting to the blinding light; the elder's hasty action made her wary.

Yet the man gave her no room to breathe—his tongue slid directly into her mouth, plundering more fiercely.

Chen Jin hired this "Master Qin" because he had worked as a gatekeeper for over twenty years, with extensive experience, clean hands, and a good reputation.

Thus, Su Bei's suggestion aligned better with his thoughts; Lu Weijian was too rigid, his methods blunt, and the opponent Shao Cong lacked sufficient impact.

The key issue was that Yu Mengzhu had shifted the front panel of that horse-face skirt to her own thighs, those pale, rounded legs constantly luring the gaze.

Qin Tianyu heard this, looked calmly at Duobao, and said coldly: "Brother Duobao, why do you keep blocking me? Why didn't you step in when they attacked me?"