Chapter 971: The Boundary Line

The Red Robe Sect Master looked at Li Dongling in surprise, not understanding why Li the Good Man had said that.

At this moment, Zhou Hongwei was still thinking only of becoming a big shot in Zhongguancun, never having considered becoming a target of online condemnation.

Li Dongling was giving Zhou Hongwei an early warning: “Whether it’s an internet company or any other company, you need some reputation—at the very least, you can’t let users hate you, or you’ll face plenty of trouble in the future!”

Before

Although the chance was slim, Yu Lu had no choice but to use threats and bribes to manage the relationship between Mingnan and the Old Master, for after all, family is family—how could they let outside matters sever their blood ties?

“I think we should keep hiding it as long as possible; the later he finds out, the better. If we tell him too soon, it will harm his mind and body, and we adults will be humiliated too—I hope we can keep it secret as much as we can, okay?” I said sincerely.

Thus Lin Xiao was still curious: what gift would Joie, Junsha, and the people of Luoxiang City give him together? This was the first time Lin Xiao had ever received such a gift—he truly looked forward to it.

“No, I just felt the ancestral hall was stuffy, so I came out to the bridge to cool off. After seeing his classmate to bed, Liu Qing ran into me when he returned to the hall.” I tried to defend myself.

Ji Liunian was forced to straddle him, and such intimacy in broad daylight made Ji Liunian extremely embarrassed.

Lying there like this, though the chase with Ling’er seemed childish, Gu Yun felt wonderfully comfortable—he wanted nothing more than to lie here forever, gazing at the sky.

“Do you like perfume?” Elia suddenly asked as she introduced Lin Xiao to the dojo.

Pure love often purifies the soul and inspires envy. Over the past three years, Zhou Nan had witnessed Audrey’s growth, quietly watching over and protecting her as she grew up.

“That’s a terrible idea,” Zhou Nan said reluctantly. He had no desire to become a witness to a scandal.

“Ugh… be gentle. Isn’t it because she knows Gu Cheng?” The heart that had long ached sank to its lowest point upon hearing those words.

“Please, Young Master, don’t mention her again,” Yu Yiting said through clenched teeth. Shi Jue smiled bitterly—he knew there must be a story behind it, and dared not press further. Yu Yiting fell silent, and the two were immediately plunged into a heavy silence.

“You smashed his company—don’t you think I’ll be left drinking the northwest wind too?” I gave a bitter laugh.

Moreover, the person trying to make her life difficult was clever, skillful, and well-informed: the moment Man tuo and Fifth Sister spoke, Lan Dama and Huang Po arrived one after the other—so clean, so efficient, not a trace of mess.

“Yeah, eat slowly—no one’s going to steal your food,” Liu Yulin teased Zhang Xingsheng. Zhang Xingsheng chuckled, picked up his noodle broth, took a sip, and went back to focusing on his noodles.

“Do you think Sky City still has idle people to manage affairs?” Sara waved her staff and began casting a simple magical defense array around herself.

At this moment, there was no time to settle accounts with Shi Taohai—he had seen the underworld enough to know that the more powerful a person is, the fewer constraints they have. Since ancient times, warriors have broken laws; whether you’re the regional commissioner’s son or the commissioner himself, a common man’s rage still means blood spilling three feet.

“By the way, the Xiaoyao Sect is preparing to bring important figures from the Jueming Sect to Xiaoyao City for protection,” Mu Jian added.

“How about I go with Qianqian tomorrow too? I’ve never been able to get into the Gao household—now that I’m with you, you’ve got to let me in. Qianqian will come too—she can help Mom smooth things over tomorrow.” Jason said. The family reached a consensus: they would all visit the Gao household together the next day.