Chapter 147: Madam

Yufuyuan Jewelry Store closes around 8:30 p. m., depending on customer traffic, but given today's scene, it would likely close on time—occasional visitors would merely glance around and leave; the staff were bored, a stark contrast to the two people inside the inner room who were chatting enthusiastically.

Seeing both ignore him, he finally concluded it must be because Mu Ze's father was a subordinate of Ye Weiyang.

Xia Jinxī watched her weep bitterly, as if genuinely repentant, and thought inwardly: Liu Shi was truly skilled—knowing she couldn't escape, she had turned to family ties, beating others to the punch by admitting fault first.

Su Yiyao had always been powerless against such matters, but she would never allow them to become so casual; the outcome of such things simply wasn't worth all the rest.

This gave them a legitimate excuse to act here; as for other strengths, they paid them no mind—what level could a mere 200-year-old possibly reach?

Moments later, Qin Yue was already driving while scanning, locating Cen Fei's position.

But now, all teleportation arrays were controlled by major powers; even as sect disciples, they had to pay a substantial amount of Qi Stones to use them.

The helicopter and mecha were surrounded by heavy snow, as if trapped in thick fog, everything white and blurred.

With a soft sound, the hidden wall opened without surprise.

By then, Liu Tian could not possibly guard her side forever; what would she become then? Thinking of this, Sun Shujie felt a sudden, inexplicable sadness, a nameless fear. Or rather, she had already become utterly dependent on Liu Tian.

Qin Feng walked through school with a Zhonghua cigarette between his fingers, knowing full well that forcibly kissing Li Aoxue would bring trouble—but he had no choice; given the circumstances, if he hadn't resorted to this tactic, Situ Nan might have died, and the mission would have failed.

Since the Business Federation secretly funded the private army formed by nobles of Xi Kefa's faction, Afnaweil frequently sent envoys or visited in person, closely monitoring Gaul's stance and views on the situation.

At once, Qin Feng's heart leapt to his throat, terrified that Canglan would fly into a rage, freeze him into an ice stick, or pin him down and directly OOXX.

"Of course, of course, come in, come in—they're all esteemed guests!" Liu Tian immediately smiled and ushered Wu Sipai into the villa.

"If one day you truly breathe free air, you will spend your entire life chasing after her," the wizard said with a smile.

Last time Liu Qiang brought over thirty men to surround and pressure Yang Jiayong, Yang Jiayong knew the odds were against him and avoided direct conflict; upon receiving word from Er Dao Chen, he skillfully evaded the confrontation.

At this moment, Lin Fengling felt her heart pounding wildly; she was nervous, gripping her clothes tightly, head bowed, not daring to look at Liu Tian, not daring to speak.

"It's fine—if I really did anything wrong, just tell me," Liu Tian continued.

At this moment, Leng Meiying and the others' power had reached a critical threshold—a final step away, yet still not crossed.

Nie Fenghua froze again—this demon priest had gone through all this trouble just to admire the moon with her?

Wu Yue was truly in danger this time; had his physique not been extraordinary, surpassing even the strongest divine beasts', he would have died—yet now he was severely wounded.

It was simply picking up textbooks, filling out forms, paying attention to class assignments, and showing Xia Ye around the school and the route to the classroom.

"Brother Jian, what joy is there in being born? What fear in dying? It's merely that unfulfilled wishes and lingering regrets are too many."

Pausing, Song Anran hesitated and said to Song Anjie: "Father won't be harmed—I promise you. But I can't be certain how many accidents will occur before everything settles, or whether those accidents will drag Song Clan into them."

Just as her hand reached halfway, someone stomped it down, grinding it hard.

For example, the one at home—if she gets angry, just soothe her, or buy her ice cream; if she's disobedient, just frown, and she'll usually obey; if that doesn't work, just beat her, and Yeye will become obedient.

Mo Shaohua, immersed in the brink of collapse after killing his own father, failed to notice Mo Qiongyan's killing intent, or her approach.

"Sorry, this is a relic left to me by my elder brother—it's not for sale." Zhao Yi smiled faintly, spun the gun once, and returned it to his ring.

I wonder what they'll think when they witness A Yu's demon's power firsthand, and how many more experts surpassing A Yu's demon still lurk in the Divine Realm.

"How could that be? My sister is still here—when it comes to art, I still claim I can learn a thing or two from my elder brother," Nan Suru said faintly with a smile.

"Di Tianli, I never thought you'd have a day of fear!" Liu Fengxun smirked, curling his lips.