Chapter 837

Mo Du University.

Female Dormitory 213.

When Zheng Wei entered carrying a large envelope, she found only tomboy Zhu Xiaobei inside and asked, “Zhu Bei, are you the only one here? Where are Ruan Ruan and Juan’er?”

“They went out on errands,” Zhu Xiaobei chuckled. “Your Imperial Concubine Zheng, isn’t this emperor enough for you?”

The earlier conflict and bad feelings had long since vanished—they were both too broad-minded for petty grudges.

The Great Monster said nothing, but soon after, his heart trembled as if struck by lightning; he suddenly remembered Ye Han’s joking words and sensed something faintly.

Lin Yifeng immediately thought that since Zhang Ziqi spent most of her time at school, he might as well search the entire campus thoroughly.

Not daring to treat himself as master, Yang Qing returned half a bow and spoke several flattering words, making Zheng Ma even more delighted.

When Wu Lingshuang awoke, a flicker of panic crossed her peerless face, but when she saw Huang Xuanling crouching before her, her heart steadied, and she said with a touch of relief, “Thank heavens.”

Since the items they needed to buy in the afternoon were numerous and varied, Zhang Ziqi recommended they go to this department store, famous throughout Hangzhou.

Although Bi Ran herself wasn’t entirely clear what the term “warrior” meant, from the conversation just now, she could already sense that this man named Shen Fei was undoubtedly a formidable figure.

“No problem, no problem! An Lushan is a barbarian, holding a key post—I found him amusing yet loyal, so I adopted him as my son. He often comes to the capital; whether you see him today or not doesn’t matter.” Yang Imperial Consort waved her hand dismissively.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from beside him, its gentle tone making his heart jolt sharply.

Legend says that in ancient times, Shen Nong Yan Di and Chi You fought on Xuanyuan Mountain, battling for three days and three nights without a victor.

Too bad I can’t recall how to make glass; otherwise, I’d have crafted ten or eight telescopes long ago—why settle for such blurry vision over such a short distance?

“Xiao Xiao, hello, I’m Zhao Xi. I’m sorry to disturb you and Hu Dong on your outing!” Zhao Xi said as she approached Xiao Xiao.

“We don’t have to achieve it ourselves—it’s fine if others can. Even if we can’t achieve it now, it’s fine if we can in the future, as long as it’s done before humanity goes extinct.”

“We can’t buy it—we told the villagers the same thing, and they refused. They know we’re rich, so they won’t let us buy. Later, they imposed a rule: each family can buy shares equal to the number of male members—guaranteeing every family at least one share!” Hu Xian said to Hu Bo.

At her prompting, Xu Xiang’s heart skipped a beat—yes, there was still Xu Shaofan, whom he’d always disliked. If the Immortal learned his disciple had lived such a life under his roof, would he not… would he not fly into a rage?

“You’re back…” Mo Xuan hadn’t finished when her soft lips were suddenly bitten—Qian Ze deliberately teased, tightening his arms to press her body tightly against his.

It’s easy to please someone who likes you; Lin Baibai looked at the flower note sent over and decided this time to finally break the ice—after all, An Wan Yi couldn’t stay in Fucheng much longer; as a prince, he’d eventually have to return.

Ivo handed the eight million to the bartender and left directly. As an organization member, he didn’t need the usual deposit step from clients—just hand the reward to the organization. If the task failed, the reward would be returned to Ivo.

The annual Wulin Assembly was still far off, and no major gatherings had been reported in the martial world; she hadn’t yet decided where to go. Originally, she planned to wander and see, while boosting her reputation and perhaps becoming a divine physician.