Volume 1, Chapter 22: I Am Worthy of You

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As I reached this point, I wiped the corners of my eyes, which had grown moist before I knew it, using the pillowcase at hand. Precisely because of my own experiences, I was certain that the look in Third Brother’s eyes when he saw his father was not true hatred, but rather a sense of helplessness and guilt.

Lin Fan dared not reveal the cause of the events. If he were to admit that he had seen the soul of his predecessor, his cover as an "outsider" would be blown.

Yu Sheng steered the vessel forward bit by bit. As he ventured deeper, a thick fog suddenly rose, vast and blinding, leaving him unable to see his own hand before his face. Even for Yu Sheng, visibility was reduced to a mere ten meters.

The Heavenly Horse was loyal and shouted to Gu Fan, intending to help intercept these four mighty figures right here.

"It’s a perfect trap, definitely savory. Soon, they’ll catch the stench of excrement; if things go well, it might even splash onto them, ensuring they have a feast to remember," He Chenguang said with a cheerful laugh.

Qin Jin did not understand what these people were thinking. Did the scent on their bodies hold any significance?

If the level of the equipped artifact is lower than that of the Tentacle Armor, the abilities of the equipped artifact will be fully stimulated.

The Heaven-Fighting Clan—even the Ice and Fire clans did not yield to them; why would they submit to this guy before them?

Black Impermanence extended his damp tongue to stop the bleeding for Chang Xuanling, eliciting a flurry of coquettish moans and seductive sounds.

"Too noisy!" He Xi frowned. Having stayed in the City of Angels for ten thousand years, she had always preferred silence.

She had kissed him before, even taking the initiative, but she had always been restrained, gentle, and measured. He knew she loved him, but it was a love of the soul; physically, he had never felt much craving from her. A kiss as fervent as this, as if she were desperate to devour him alive, was absolutely the first time in history.

Yang Yaoqong wore a cloud-patterned silk dress adorned with apricot-yellow embroidery. With her slim waist and long legs, she stood elegantly. Her face was rounded, a floral decal graced her forehead, and a five-phoenix golden hairpin topped her hair, the phoenix's beak clutching a string of gemstones, making her look exceptionally noble and refined.

The man put on his goggles, his gear, bought for one hundred and forty evolution points, looking truly luxurious. He signaled for the pterosaur to fly down toward the cliff.

From that time on, Liang Jiakai began to talk much more, though most of it carried a hint of showing off. Because this young Chinese boy had little to offer besides his family’s wealth, his every word exposed his lack of substance.

Moreover, during pregnancy, due to hormonal changes, Chi Zao truly felt that her complexion was excellent—glowing with a pinkish, tender radiance.

Seeing the atmosphere grow cold and hearing no one speak, Su Wushuang realized that her earlier words were nothing but solemn nonsense. Yet, having already said them, she could not back down; she could only laugh dryly, watch the television, and remain silent for the rest of the night.

In the photo, Lin Cha held a shrimp, sucking on it with a look of pure satisfaction. Her peach-blossom eyes were narrowed into slits, the corners upturned in a crescent shape from sheer contentment.

That evening, someone sent him the biography of Wu You, and Xiao Zuo stayed up all night finishing it. He made one—no, two, three—critically important decisions.

He truly felt that Chi Zao’s father and stepmother were good people who loved her from the bottom of their hearts.

However, he also understood that since he had acted first and reported later, his family could do nothing about it; they couldn’t exactly force him to divorce.

"Uh..." Luo Xue felt dizzy. In a haze, she was pulled in front of Yin Lin. Not only was she standing between his legs, but one of her knees was resting on the wheelchair between his limbs, leaving the two of them pressed almost entirely against each other.

"Nonsense! I didn’t like you at all back then. You were a conceited, controlling, and detestable scumbag!" Since he wanted to bring it up, Yin Liusu took the opportunity to recall the many rumored lovers of Lu Yucheng.

Shan Yu remained silent on the surface, but he was not without heartache for her. He knew better than anyone how much she carried on her shoulders—burdens that should never have been hers to bear.

Seeing Mi Zixuan acting so solicitous, Jiang Lele immediately frowned. She felt there was more to his inviting her teacher to dinner than met the eye. But being just a child, how could she guess what was truly on the mind of an adult like Mi Zixuan?

"Zhang Fan, where have you been all these days? You worried me to death!" As soon as the call connected, Lin Su’s anxious voice came through.

"Sister, you are so kind to your brother." The man addressed as 'brother' immediately gave an honest smile. When Lu Zheng looked over, he turned pale with fright; the driver’s mouth was covered in blood, and he was dead beyond any doubt.

Li Ze felt very clearly that An Keke’s gaze was growing increasingly scorching, as if she wanted to melt him away.

"You actually possess a Magic-Breaking Staff!" the masked man standing opposite exclaimed in astonishment.

She had to admit that Chang Yueyan was indeed clever and capable of bending when necessary, but she was also too ruthless—so ruthless that she never considered a retreat for herself or those around her.

Sman seemed to have vanished completely from the trajectory of his life. At family gatherings, his parents gradually stopped mentioning Sman and began talking about other refined young ladies instead.

"I’m going out to see who is so weary of life. I’m in a good mood today, so I might as well do them a favor!" Xu Wantong said, the corners of his mouth curling up. Though he was smiling, it felt even more terrifying than a cold, stern face.

Qin Zheng turned his head to look at the paintings on the wall. The frames were arranged with impeccable precision, not a single millimeter of difference between them.

The disciples guarding the outer hall heard that the Great Elder would also be attending, and they could not help but feel puzzled; it was a rare occurrence indeed.

As the saying goes, soldiers are maintained for a thousand days to be used in a single moment. At this critical juncture, his subordinates had vanished without a trace, nearly causing Inoue No to vomit blood in rage.

At that moment, she could not have guessed that Wan Qian would not be a mere passerby in her life. Because of Wan Qian, many things in her later life would be resolved, and it was also because of her that she would experience so much more.

Yuan Jinchen did not look at Su Lingling; instead, guided by some inexplicable force, he glanced at Su Yinyin. The tears welling in her eyes made his heart ache.

Although the grocery store could appear out of thin air in densely populated areas, it came with conditions—it had to ensure there was no danger of being "rejected."