Chapter 286: The Wise Fool

Under Ruan Hongzhuang's fluent flattery, their relationship was quickly restored, becoming inseparable best friends again.

Ruan Hongzhuang pulled Jiang Tao's hand and said, "I saved a room just for you—go take a look and see if you like it. If you need anything else, tell me, I'll buy it for you."

"Really? Take me to see it!" Jiang Tao's face lit up with delight.

"Aren't you going to see Dou Dou?"

"She's not ready yet."

No matter what the servants were gossiping about, neither of the two parties paid any attention—until they reached the palace gates.

The thing I hate most online is fake orders—you should know I'm an economics student! I may not be good at it, but I know how to use extremum methods! If everyone started faking orders, would society even develop? Don't you understand such a simple principle?

At that moment, Li Zhi struck again, his hands forming claws as they swept across Bin Tian Wulang's chest. A tearing sound rang out—his shirt ripped apart, leaving five deep claw marks oozing blood.

Someone from the Princess's side? Zhou Shiqing glanced at Lin Yiniang in her pale rose-colored jacket, seeing nothing remarkable about her—perhaps the only thing valuable about her was that she came "from the Princess's side."

Those who truly become Demon Saints are almost always geniuses of their respective demon races, and such geniuses are exceedingly rare.

"No, I'm saying this egg—the hen worked so hard to lay it, and it didn't even hatch before it died. That's a betrayal of the hen, deeply unfilial," Ye's father declared solemnly, pointing at the egg with a large bite taken out of it.

"Didn't you just say you wouldn't get too close to my sister? Now you're bringing her flowers to make her happy—are you planning to flirt with her again?" Xu Zuoyan said, voice dripping with jealousy.

For at this moment, he and Lu Renjie had entered the territory of the Northern Lu Continent, drawing very near to the Red Sand River.

Its depth was so great it slightly warped the space, as if scorched by flames.

After calming everyone down, Ye Jinyan went upstairs to a private room and ordered a fine feast. After earning so much money, he deserved a proper reward.

The Shaolin monks, hearing Bai Fan's words, sneered at him—Who do you think you are? Do you think you can fight the Patriarch Damo?

"You must be students from the Magic Class too?" Mei Er glanced at the courtyard behind them and asked with a smile.

He told Lucy about his career, then introduced her to Su Wanyue and the others: in William's view, Wei Lao was a physician, Song Yu and Song Chuan were siblings, Lu Shang and Su Wanyue were both extremely powerful warriors from Huaguo.

For a moment, the entire camp fell silent. Ai Rui stared at the soldiers' perfectly aligned postures and felt a sudden headache.

Mo Yan was utterly astonished; as he rose, his foot slipped: "Who?" He thought he'd misheard.

Saying this, he turned and walked away, his silhouette stretched long by the twilight, profoundly sorrowful and lonely.

But who knew this provocation would cause trouble? If you do something, you will be found out. That's why they say: "If you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place."

Leo heard Ai Rui's price and clenched his teeth in fury. One herb for just one gold coin? Then why did Ai Rui take a purple gold coin from him and still look like he'd been cheated?

But Xu Nian's spiritual sense sensed that the decay permeating the vast grasslands was gradually weakening.

"I'll cut you to pieces, you bastard!" The player calling himself Pao Ge raised his dagger and stabbed Player B once.

"Brother! I don't need anything! I just want to know when I can help you—but I can't do anything! I don't understand anything!" Fu Gen lowered his head, deeply troubled.