Chapter 208: If There Is Another Life

"Why say sorry?" Grandma Xia asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I've disappointed you, Grandma. I... I couldn't give you a good life, and instead I've become a burden to you..." Yu Leyao said.

"That's it? What's there to be sorry about? Don't cry, don't cry. Grandma never expected anything from you, so don't say sorry..."

Hearing her say that, Yu Leyao felt even more guilty.

But Grandma laughed, her laugh hearty and clear.

"Mingxi is far more promising than Peng Zizhan. Anyone with eyes can see that. Your eyes aren't just not blind; I'd say they're very sharp. Don't tell me you have no ambition toward Mingxi; my old eyes aren't clouded yet." Qin Xun snorted coldly.

Shi Quan took the semi-automatic cigarette roller from Elena's hands, skillfully rolled himself a cigarette, lit it, and waited silently for Elena's explanation.

"This gun was obtained by me when I first entered the trade, exchanged with a very famous collector in the circle for a Nazi SS ring and an artillery-type Luger P08 pistol."

"Regarding today's matter, is there anything else you wish to tell me?" Su Yao lifted her eyes, looking at Jiang Quan indifferently.

A fortress so sturdy that even powerful human armies would marvel at it had been breached by wild beasts; this was absolutely an unimaginable event.

As for the soldiers in the army, aside from the two hundred thousand stationed at the border, the rest had no place to display their skills. Because the Xiongnu were always watching hungrily, they dared not let the soldiers remove their armor and return to their fields.

One look would make people think Ji Fan was nothing special, capable only of bullying the young ones.

So everything was already perfectly integrated; there was nothing left to fix. The photo editor flipped to the next picture.

"One of my soldiers," the patrol captain muttered to himself. He had the courage to send his men to their deaths, but not the courage to face the tragic scene before him.

Ye Suiyun saw that the winnowing basket, though comical, due to its special shape, could be used for slashing, pushing, chopping, and sweeping, and actually controlled an enormous range. No matter which direction—front, left, or right—he moved, it was hard to dodge, so he could only perform a backflip to evade.

Li Yunrao didn't even glance at him, saying, "What are you, to have the right to speak before this Princess? If you want this Princess to calm down, it's simple: ask the two Ladies to come out and utter words of apology, then drag that vicious servant Yang Shun over here so this Princess can whip him thirty times first." She gave not an inch of face.

Zhang Feng's hand missed, his eyes wide open, watching his iPhone 8 trace an almost perfect parabola in the air.

Even she felt that Wei Wuji was truly too lacking in restraint. Leaving aside the Wang Shi's dignity, Wei Wuji had killed so many people from the Liang State; his killing intent was far too heavy, harming the harmony of heaven and earth.

"Enough, no need to comfort me. You were injured this time because of me, so I didn't come to the wrong place. Speak, what do you plan to do next?" Qing Yue, having calmed down, asked.

The stands, which had been slightly quiet during halftime, grew noisy again; fans on both sides waved the banners and posters in their hands to support their teams.

"Does the Young Master need some pastries and tea?" the servant asked. Although these matters didn't require orders and servants should take the initiative, their Young Master was a steady person who preferred to do things himself.

Chen Fanyu said nothing, just walked away with his head down, wondering himself how he had lost track of the person just now. In this restricted area, a defender shouldn't make such a mistake.

The large ship sailed steadily on the river for ten days. You Qianhe had already disembarked two days ago and turned back toward the Shu region.

A booming thunderclap tore a rift in the dark, heavy clouds; like a dragon long dormant, it roamed freely across the sky, unceremoniously spewing lightning.

In Ge Sheng's memory, for most of the time, An Ning's mother appeared to be just an ordinary mother, teaching him the most basic knowledge and skills. Except for never aging, she was no different from any other mother.