Volume 1, Chapter 35: Grandfather's Other Son

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Zhu Youtang, along with his Virtuous Consort, the second prince Zhu Houxuan, and a group from the Imperial Academy of Medicine, was currently diagnosing Zhu Houxuan’s illness.

The older elder, who had remained silent until then, suddenly spoke calmly just as Yu Luo finished her sentence.

After arriving at the company, Tang Li really started a live stream. She even used Yu Xichen’s phone to distribute ten million in red envelopes in the chat, causing the number of viewers to skyrocket instantly.

Suddenly, Yu Xichi snapped his fingers. His smile was dazzlingly bright, for he had finally found the leverage he needed to compete with Yu Xichen.

However, the emergence of the Demon Abyss typically follows a pattern: a disaster breaks out, chaos ensues, space collapses, gods and demons perish, the apocalypse arrives, and the world comes to an end.

With just a glance, Ning Wuxiu could quickly determine that these secret graves from a hundred years ago were highly abnormal.

Coupled with the world law of "No Deification Allowed," the difficulty of transcending this world was roughly equivalent to that of a lower-tier world.

When this candidate was proposed, Chen Kuan and Wei Bin could not help but exchange glances, their eyes filled with deep suspicion.

Produced by the Ministry of Science and Technology, it was not particularly expensive, and the "high-polymer alloy derivative secondary ceramic" could even be synthesized in large quantities.

But under the current circumstances, he could not bribe high-ranking officials because no one dared to be associated with him. Besides, he had no money.

The young man’s words reflected the sentiments of a portion of the transmigrators, and at this moment, these people began to voice their demands to return home.

Moreover, he had seen a blood coffin in the City of the Undead. Presumably, Grandfather had been separated from the blood coffin; to this day, his whereabouts remained unknown, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

The person who had been hurling insults did so for a long time, but seeing he had no reaction, felt it was pointless and walked away.

Before long, the carriage and gifts were prepared, and An Xiuer boarded the carriage to head toward the An family residence.

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Although the reason sounded somewhat uncomfortable, Mother Yang’s heart stirred as Matchmaker Wang described Young Master Wang as if he were a peerless treasure on earth. It must be said that every word Matchmaker Wang spoke hit home.

Sheng Xiaowei walked over gracefully and saw Chen Zhiqiang frantically pressing the red and green buttons and joysticks of an arcade machine. The screen displayed "The King of Fighters," and he was staring intently, his hands coordinating perfectly to control the character on screen.

The cage was sealed once more. This time, the Demon Spirit Ancestor cast a spell from the outside to lock it. Tang Seng tried pulling at it a few times, but found it would not budge.

Several maidservants were already attending to her nearby. Seeing her approach, they bowed in greeting. Steam billowed from the bath, and the red flower petals floating in the water infused the air with a natural fragrance.

Luoluo held a torch and examined her carefully, finding no other wounds besides the one on her head.

Li Jiayi’s mother, Joanna, was a fashion designer who worked abroad, leaving Li Jiayi at home. Thus, at that time, Chen Yang was Li Jiayi’s best playmate.

Qiao Rumeng could have foreseen this outcome. If Li Taisheng had rushed in blindly, he would have been beaten half to death by Xu Hai. Xu Hai’s martial arts were more than enough to handle dozens of Li Taisheng, and when his heavy fists swung, they struck with a resounding thud.

Luo Beiqi walked to Lin Fang’s side, and instantly, the natural scent of her body wafted into his nostrils, slightly refreshing his spirit.

Pan Anmin was now over seventy years old. Managing hospital affairs was already exhausting enough; to continue worrying about the research institute was truly beyond his capacity.

"Of course not, I have plenty. If I took out my diamond rings, they would sell for at least tens of millions. I’m just too lazy to wear them," Ye Zi said.

Lu Lu would certainly not be persuaded by a few words, but he knew Xu Yunjian too well. He knew that with his old friend’s temperament, he would do anything, but he simply could not be asked to quit smoking—in fact, Lu Lu felt it wasn't his place to interfere too much. After all, he was just an old friend, not his father; what right did he have to nag?

"Alright, Brother Nan, I guessed you would see him, so I already brought him. I’ll go call him in now," the young man said before turning and leaving respectfully.

Did Li Shimin allowing him to enter the palace alone to examine Princess Changle’s health imply this very thing?

In the past, Sixteen Nights often ran off like this to gaze at the starry sky, but lately, his mind had been entirely occupied by the things around him.

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Holding her phone, she looked down with long lashes, her expression one of disappointment, though she was still trying to console herself in her heart.

"I didn't say you had to pay it all at once. Write an IOU and pay in installments! If you can't pay it back in one year, then two. If you can't do it in two, then five. You’ll pay it back eventually! You can't expect the items in my house, worth over a thousand taels of silver, to have been smashed for nothing," Pei Qin said, looking at Xuedong.

Having said this, to save his own life, he was the first to roll toward the exit head-first, looking even more pathetic than a stray dog.

"This old servant suspects that someone wants to take this opportunity to prevent Xie Lan from marrying into the Ling family," Nanny Zheng speculated.

Jin Qiu shrugged and said nothing more. Two years of living side-by-side had made her realize that their values could never be unified; the best outcome was only a gradual approach, but a complete fusion was impossible.

Lin Xinxin’s attention was entirely captured by the hospital gown Shen Zhan was wearing. He was sick? This thought flashed through her mind, impossible to suppress. The concern in her eyes vanished in an instant, and then she greeted him with practiced, cold indifference.

In this way, it appeared as though Lin Xinxin had willingly allowed herself to be controlled, even going so far as to kill Liu Jiayu.

She had just told Gu Yinglin she would bring her food, but she still didn't know what she wanted to eat. She couldn't just go back like that and offer someone else's gift as a favor, could she?

"Leave this place quickly; I feel a change is about to happen," Chen Danqing said, her gaze turning sharp.

Already, people nearby could not withstand the powerful aura; they spat blood and flew backward like broken kites, suffering severe injuries even from a great distance.