Chapter 42: Afraid to See Shen Qingqing
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Shen Qingqing called the capital right on schedule.
As it happened, Shiyu had gone to the publishing house to submit her manuscript. The moment she heard that Shen Qingqing was looking for her, she called back.
Without wasting time on pleasantries, Shen Qingqing explained the situation directly.
“Comrade Chen Shaojie is a pilot. He appears to be about six feet tall, with regular features and an easygoing temperament. He’s twenty-five and still single, and he wants to find a cultured girlfriend with a good nature.”
Shiyu was stunned on the other end of the line.
She truly had not expected—
“What’s going on?” Xin Yuanming moved the mouse somewhat frantically and tapped away at the computer keyboard, but the screen remained black and completely unresponsive. He could not even force it to shut down.
“Then hold out for ten minutes in my hands! Remember, I will show you no mercy.” Qian Daoliu looked solemnly at Qian Renxue.
The Elders’ Council had more opportunities to meet the Spirit Venerable than the other elders did. Yet Chu Qianli, despite having served as an elder of the Hall of Law Enforcement for more than a century, had seen the Spirit Venerable only twice.
The first phase of construction on the lunar base was not particularly large in scale, but it still required considerable time, manpower, and materials.
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“You said there were ten taels of silver, didn’t you? Then ten it is. I’ll also give you two bolts of black brocade woven from genuine silk. How does that sound?” Shui Yingying looked at Jia Tian with a bright smile.
What he meant was that Sheng Jing would never amount to much in the future. If she wanted to climb higher, she might as well seek out the legitimate heir of the Sheng family—the eldest brother of Sheng Shijue.
Wu Sangui’s adviser, Fang Guangchen, had been right: they had to proceed with the utmost caution and must never underestimate their enemy or advance rashly. An arrogant army was bound to suffer defeat. It seemed his warning had truly come to pass.
Seeing that Zhang Shan had not allowed sudden wealth or victory in this grand contest to go to his head, Li Xin was extremely satisfied.
Gu Shunyi and Li Moran flickered across the roof as phantom shadows, leaping and darting about before drifting down like two flakes of black snow.
When the people from the Chengbi Pavilion came rushing over, they saw Tuoyue crawling out of the window, coughing all the while, her hair, face, and body covered in white powder.
Huo Jun’an had not witnessed what came before. What he happened to see was Ji Chuyu deliberately dragging Shen Jie against the glass and slicing her arm open.
The enormous Dharma form surged upward and, in a single movement, cleared the heap of ruins. Carrying the momentum of having just broken through the Southern Heavenly Gate, it stormed into the First Celestial Realm.
“That goes without saying, Brother Zhou. Although Mr. Dongyuan cannot compare with the Medical Sage, Master Zhang Zhongjing, or the King of Medicine, Sun Simiao, he is nevertheless a renowned physician who founded the School of Earth Supplementation. Whether at the Guanyang Medical Hall, where he once practiced, or with Master Hang, whom he now follows, everyone holds him in the highest regard.”
Zhang Baoyu naturally paid no attention to Zhao Ji’s expression. After all, what he had brought forth was a genuine history of the Song dynasty. Though it was not the history of this world, the development of different worlds was often remarkably similar.
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As far as the strength of her family was concerned, Qin Qi did not believe she would lose to anyone. Besides, over these past few days, she had also realized that Su Yourong did not dislike her.
“With the tempers you beasts possess, you must each have your own ulterior motives in this joint assault on Shenzhou, don’t you?”
Su Yue nodded. He was deeply moved that someone cared so much about his father—so much so that they were willing to stop at nothing.
As the patriarch of the Eternal Nightmare Clan, this was the first time he had ever been driven into such a fury. Perhaps the saying was true: only an evildoer could truly punish another evildoer.
“Why has the Sixth Young Master come by tonight? Could it be that the crisis facing our Jing Kingdom has already passed?” The proprietress came over to greet him, unable to resist teasing him.
Gong wore a smile on that ordinary face of his—a profoundly strange smile. Wind blew up from the foot of the mountain, stirring the cloth binding his hair. Beneath his feet was a massive boulder born from the mountainside, suspended in midair and appearing precariously close to falling.
“Once luck arrives, nothing can stop it. I happened to find a few excellent treasures.” Zhang Jiayong spread his hands. From Su Qingtian’s expression, he knew she had noticed something unusual about him, so he simply admitted it outright.
John merely sat in silence, listening to the patriarch, Herman, speak. His face betrayed no emotion whatsoever.
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