Chapter 25: The Pariah
Shen Qingqing was sensitive to emotions and naturally felt Lin Fengmian’s hostility. Before coming to the Lin family as a guest, she had already mentally prepared herself, so she did not feel distressed.
Jiang Zhixun lifted his eyelids and swept a calm glance at Lin Fengmian. "I brought my family with me. Sorry for the intrusion."
Lin Fengmian’s expression stiffened. Having been warned previously not to speak harshly to Shen Qingqing, she immediately realized that Jiang Zhixun was once again standing up for her.
The breakfast on the plate remained unfinished; the rabbit had evidently timed its departure perfectly.
Land near Yang’an Peak was selling for prices high enough to purchase property in the outskirts of the City of Light.
The village belle tested him from time to time, but old classmate Yang behaved like a true gentleman, frequently demonstrating his firm stance that everything revolved around her. To be honest, while he had not quite reached the level of a sycophant, he was already showing significant traits of one.
No matter how good Young Master Wang was, could he compare to Young Master Shi in terms of wealth? The latter was a legitimate heir, while Young Master Wang’s family were merely nouveau riche. The comparison only made Zhuzhu feel more resentful.
She was an ordinary office worker, colloquially known as a corporate drone, who helped out at her father’s bar in the evenings. She loved to sing and would occasionally take the stage to perform.
Although she did not particularly like An Tailai, the little miser knew that without any evidence, speaking ill of someone else’s crush was not a very good thing to do.
Shen Yichen gave me a look pregnant with meaning, and I was so terrified that I stood frozen on the spot. My mind was in complete chaos until he stopped looking at me, at which point I regained my composure.
Yasuo needed to hone his skills to awaken his memories, and the Savage Border happened to need a strong warrior to conquer the barbarian tribes. If both tasks could be accomplished together, wouldn’t that be the perfect solution?
Hilda grabbed through the air, five invisible sword auras manifesting on her claws like a thunderbolt of immense power. Kyoshiro changed his stance instantly to parry with his sword, but just before the blade and claws collided, the crimson armor on Kyoshiro’s body suddenly tore apart.
Just then, a palace attendant hurried over. Other officials wanted to ask what was happening, but the attendant walked straight toward Cui Shaoqing.
The first thing he did upon arriving was not to greet anyone, but to check the patient’s pulse. The others were caught off guard and froze, and by the time they thought to stop him, he had already finished.
This time, the man of iron will knelt powerlessly on the stone steps, collapsing into a heap. His eyes were vacant as hot tears streamed down his face, dripping onto the cold stone.
This was within Guo Qingtian’s expectations; he had already convened an emergency family meeting to address the incident.
Still, it was better than nothing. It was a free gift, so what more could he ask for? Ye Ziming was truly reluctant to spend his reputation points right now. He was dying to know what new features would appear after the system upgrade. Besides, he already had plenty of skill rewards, which were sufficient for his current needs, so he decided not to waste them and save up for the upgrade instead.
Shi Qingyang, Li Zhenyu, and Zhang Donglin exchanged glances and hurriedly stepped forward to lift Zhao Ying, who had collapsed and was twitching on the ground, rushing her to Gu Hongchen. Simultaneously, Gu Hongchen located and activated the system’s AI assistance function.
The demon-god man, his upper body covered in totems, sat motionless on a low hill. No living creature within a ten-mile radius dared to approach.
The scarred veteran sat uneasily on the intricately carved stone stool, silent. His eyes occasionally darted toward the vibrant colors around him, and as he caught the faint scent of powder and perfume, a blush involuntarily crept onto his face.
As long as it wasn't one of the top ten strategists of the Three Kingdoms coming to mess with his head, Xiahou An was truly not afraid of anyone else given the current situation.
Xu Shiting refused, as the painting was a keepsake Li Luohan had left for Song Nianluo. However, Song Nianluo would not listen and insisted he deliver it, so he had no choice but to take the painting home and give it to Zhang Ruolan.