Chapter 175: Exclusive Instructor Xiao Bai

The instructor's lecture interrupted the small talk, rattling off rules, precautions, and taboos in a rapid-fire manner.

To summarize: "My rules are the rules."

Zhai Da was not averse to this management style; it was military training, after all—did they expect to be pampered with shoulder massages and leg rubs?

Once the instructions were finished, the entire class was led to the future site of their military training: the sports field.

This was not a redundant statement; there were too many classes for them to all be in one area, so they were distributed across the entire campus.

Wang Yin grabbed both of Dan Xuan's hands with one hand. Seeing Dan Xuan still struggling in vain, he simply sat up, pinched her chin, and kissed her fiercely.

"Then why is that? Can't your blood open the Soul-Gathering Lamp?" Ting Yin asked sharply.

"This seems quite effective." Luo Qingcang rubbed his shoulder and exhaled, but it looked nothing like it was effective; it was exactly like children fighting.

"A good seedling. How many moves of the Drunken Three Hands has he learned?" The old monk stroked his long white beard and nodded gently.

"Thirteen, why let such a pawn come in and ruin my refined mood?" Tong said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Wang He never imagined that Lin Feng could still have the strength to escape after taking a palm strike from him head-on. By the time he regained his senses and prepared to pursue, Lin Feng had already vanished without a trace.

Madam Iwai smiled noncommittally, turned to look at Ling Feng, and thought: I reckon that old hag, Madam Okamura, won't let Ling Feng off the hook.

However, despite these things appearing effortless to outsiders, Ling Wei's hands were icy cold. She had made a bet with herself; she bet that these veterans still had the company at heart, which was why it had gone so smoothly.

Qian Guozhong laughed like a madman, a trace of ferocity gradually creeping onto his face. He pulled a black Colt directly from his jacket and pointed it at Qian Chengwei's head, his veins bulging and his hand trembling uncontrollably. On the other side, Qian Chengwei was completely calm, as if what was pointed at his head wasn't a gun.

Yue Mengjie said, "I knew you would act recklessly once you found out about my affairs. This building and such were plans we had already settled on; how could they be changed so easily? Enough, don't meddle in my business, and I won't tell you what it is either." After saying this, she hung up the phone.

"Vulgar, vulgar, vulgar..." Shen Luoyao's face flushed with shame, and she slapped Yan Shiyi's head several times.

"What are you saying, Your Highness?" Jiang Zhenxiu curled her lip and drank the wine. She truly didn't know what kind of medicine Li Yi was selling in this gourd.

Given the familiarity of the words and the intimacy of the actions, those in the hall who had heard rumors naturally understood what the Zhou woman meant, and those who hadn't were also quick-witted people who instantly grasped her meaning.

Indeed, they were surrounded by ocean, with a lone island before them. The island was shaded by lush trees, filled everywhere with coconut trees and all sorts of plants and flowers.

Lan Xi stood by respectfully without saying much. In any case, the Lady would certainly not let the Miss go out with Aunt Zhang, so she didn't need to persuade her on the side. Looking at the Miss's expression, she clearly knew the Lady wouldn't agree either.

The three sisters went together to Old Madam Fan's courtyard. The three sisters-in-law of the Feng family were already there serving Old Madam Fan. Seeing the three arrive, Old Madam Fan stood up and led everyone out.

Someone immediately chimed in, saying that ever since Consort Yi entered the palace, she hadn't been close to the Yu woman, and that the sisterly bond between them was very shallow, and so on.

Everyone was speechless. They hadn't really bullied her, had they? Wasn't it just making her pay for herself? If they knew the efforts made behind the scenes by the innkeepers of the Yue Lai Inn to please Luo Shuiyi, they wouldn't think so.

"I must collect more soul-nourishing treasures!" Yan Hen stopped his meditation, simultaneously thinking of a problem: since souls were so unique, the human race had a soul lineage, so why wouldn't the Demon race? ===== CHAPTER 176 =====