Chapter 678: Trespassing

"Zhou Yi Jun! Ah! It really is Zhou Yi Jun!"

"Zhou Yi Jun! We are all your fans! May we please get your autograph?!"

"Spike! Don't mind what others say about you; we will always support you!"

"..."

For the participants of tonight's Naha Fireworks Festival, this memory was undoubtedly one worth revisiting and savoring in the future—

World Heavenly King, Emperor of the Empire's Music, Number One in Asian Music History.

The system's notification appeared, and the white soul bead instantly turned into colored powder and vanished.

After eliminating numerous high officials, Liu Qi, after serious consideration, decided to reopen the Imperial Academy. However, this Imperial Academy was not that one; the current Imperial Academy's sole responsibility was to serve as the highest institution of learning, without the function of gilding future local governors.

Su Qing immediately went to the meat section, where all the meat was pre-packaged and very fresh. She casually picked some beef and also bought a large piece of lamb chops.

Her thoughts were instantly scattered, but she immediately remembered she had just taken a shower, was clean and fragrant, which made her feel somewhat reassured.

They must be living very well, which is why Lin Yumo felt a hint that this was Qin Mu and Su Qing's home.

Liang Chuzhao felt grief and indignation in her heart, yet was powerless to stop it; she knew that no matter how much she said, it would only be a pale pretense.

Lu Yu sat in a wheelchair, not even turning his head. His voice, somewhat lacking in strength, was as calm as an ancient well, unruffled, revealing not a trace of emotion.

Others might need to care about the attitude of their in-laws, but he did not need to here; their opposition would be useless, and as for his grandfather, whether he liked it or not, it could be discussed.

Chang Yangming was just about to recount the matter, but because he talked too much nonsense, Lin Chao couldn't help but interrupt him.

A knife. Quite plain. No special decorations. But the material of the hilt and scabbard was not ordinary. The outer layer was sharkskin. It was just that the years had been too long; it was pitch black, showing no patterns whatsoever.

Sakura also knew she couldn't go too far, so she pulled Miyazawa up and threw him onto the ground like a rag.

Moreover, the older sister was a sensitive topic for Sakura. When Yu Yu interacted with Sakura, she tried very rarely to bring it up, fearing Sakura would get angry.

King Xia rode his horse closer to He Ying. He spoke gently: "Raise your head, do not be afraid. I will not harm you." Seeing He Ying obediently raise her head, he gestured for her to follow while walking out of the woods.

As the saying goes, it is hard to part with wealth. The Yaling Empire did not have so much money it didn't know what to do with it. Since they believed the role of human refugees was no longer as significant as before, it was only natural for this to reflect in their mindset; the current negligence and perfunctory attitude were merely the tip of the iceberg.

After Sakura stood up, went to the bathroom, and finished washing up, Sachiko was already making breakfast in the kitchen. When Sakura came out of the bathroom, Yu Yu also walked out of the room, yawning with a look of satisfied sleep.

"You'er, this is a matter between men; you should not ask about it. Today, I must make Shangguan Ao know the punishment greedy people deserve," Murong Quan mocked.

At first, Hikiya had made up his mind not to speak to Sakura, but after taking just a few bites of bread, Hikiya simply could not eat calmly anymore. With a "fierce" puppy-like ferocity, he glared unhappily at Sakura.

When a hot wind, as if blowing from an oven, swept over this wind-eroded landscape, the flowing air emitted a strange whistling sound between the rock crevices, and the deathly silent Gobi scenery seemed to stretch to the end of the world.

Guo Fen stood up and returned the greeting. The novice monk beside him said, "This Lady Zhang has come in to avoid the rain," and led Fan Zhi to the southern end of the painted wall in the east corridor.

"Alright, alright, go to sleep, go to sleep!" Ye Shengyin, probably quite angered by me, hung up the phone decisively.

Li Yuanba had merely stated his own judgment, yet Old Demon Cheng jumped out. Had this fellow eaten gunpowder today?