Chapter 46: Then You Comfort Me

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With hardly a pause, Fu Linyuan lowered his head again, his rough and passionate kiss overwhelming Gu Lingyi. Her lips parted in pain, the wet, soft realm ruthlessly stirred. Fu Linyuan’s eyes lowered, reflecting the tender expression on her face. For a moment, the usually composed and strategic magnate found himself caught in a rare dilemma. Was it that anyone who kissed her would be so deeply enjoyed? The thought crossed his mind, deepening the darkness in his gaze as his fingers gripped Gu Lingyi’s cheeks.

However, Xia Yang merely curled his lips slightly, his aura resolute and fierce. With a flash of his blade, he transformed into a blazing wave of masculine sword energy, charging forward. Just as someone was about to cover for him with a few words, Professor Chen and Shirley Yang both showed strange expressions, their eyes fixed unwaveringly on the jade pendant in Fatty Wang’s hand, not daring to blink.

“My room. Wait for me.” Ling Miao’s indifferent tone instantly doused Su Yuyang’s joy. All these matters had been fully entrusted to my eldest uncle. After my father passed, he became the family elder. After my cousin Chen Ji sacrificed himself, I became the sole heir of our branch. If I don’t let my uncle handle my marriage arrangements, the old man would only be more heartbroken.

“Three days. For these three days, you can smoke as much as you want from my pipe, no limits!” Jia Qi raised his eyes and glanced at the old man’s indenture contract, then said expressionlessly to him.

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Ling Miao did not often work out and had little muscle, but he was of the physique that never gained weight no matter how much he ate. So even though he stayed home for long periods, his waist, back, and abdomen lacked any excess fat. His skin was fair and smooth, naturally drawing others’ eyes.

“You have quite the imagination.” Su Yuyang’s explanation satisfied Ling Miao, and his anger eased. However, Su Yuyang’s mind was far from calm; the more he thought, the more he felt the whole matter was strange.

Lu Haotian sat calmly in the CEO’s seat. More precisely, Lu Haotian was extremely confident about this battle, which was why he remained so composed.

Xiang Hou’er was utterly exhausted now. Squinting at dozens of Zangmen elders, he leaned close to Zang Tianyin and whispered.

“Senior Brother... once again, we have engaged in combat...” Fang Ling gazed at the pile of debris on the ground, a shadow of melancholy in her eyes. She murmured softly—half to herself, half to Lin Hao, and partly out of helplessness toward her own cultivation.

Yue Tong was stunned until Yue Changqing called her again, prompting her to hurriedly salute Mu Zhan.

Bu Yifan was bewildered. Here were the village chief, the Princess of the Treasure Forging Garden, and the Princess of the Flowing Cloud Sect—where did a tower master come from?

Zhao Xin spent his days in seclusion, rarely venturing out, and time passed by quietly.

Ziwei picked up a pill, examined it, and brought it to her lips to try. Unexpectedly, the pill went down smoothly, and warmth immediately spread through her body.

Battles between eternal warriors often sent shockwaves dozens of miles wide; it was normal. They had to keep their distance to avoid accidental harm.

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On the train, Wang Mo would recount their conversations to Li Suxin, letting her feel it for herself.

Biyue utterly despised Yin Qingyan for speaking such words at a moment like this. Did she think they were nothing?

Originally, Xiang Lin believed that with her current rate of progress, she would sooner or later catch up to him.

The elderly lady usually had a weak stomach; her dinners were always very simple—just easily digestible foods.

“Duke, did you discover something?” Su Mubai asked. The Duke didn’t care about taking a longer route; the only possibility was that he had made a new discovery.

This title, which used to be called countless times a day, now sounded so awkward and fearful when uttered.

At that moment, as Zhao Cheng’s flesh writhed and shifted, there was a sign of disintegration. Seeing this, Zhao Cheng roared fiercely, sparks of electricity bursting from his body as he directly suppressed all abnormalities.