Volume 1, Chapter 60: The Capital Love Triangle

"My lady, this was sent by the shopkeeper of Shengjin Ji. He says these are the newest designs and asks if you like them," Chunrong said, holding up a thin booklet.

"Just leave it there."

Wen Yunmu did not look up. Matters had been far too chaotic lately; she was rushing to finish the assignments given by Academician Han and could barely catch up, let alone find the mood to look at jewelry designs.

"Let me ask you, do you know what my relationship is with the deputy commander of Piaofeng City?" Yang Shaojun asked with a smile, though his eyes remained fixed intently on the other person.

"Why am I live-streaming right now? Because I can't sleep, of course. Don't look at me like I've got it all together now; there are so many things I have to worry about, it's really exhausting." Zhao Hao smiled, adjusted the camera, and spoke.

"Wow, if the Lord of Phoenix City is still alive, wouldn't that make them just like Master? Could that person possibly be an old grandmother?" He Shuai asked with a blinking smile.

"After my brother left yesterday, did the Fourth Brother lose his temper with you?" Recalling Yinzhen's expression and tone from the day before, Yinxiang asked with a hint of worry.

Ling Feng noticed the man named Wei Di. He was sitting by the campfire, meticulously wiping a blood-red long saber in his hand. The centipede-like, narrow scar on his cheek swelled slightly in the rising heat, making him look rather ferocious. Amidst all the commotion Ling Feng had just caused over here, not once had that man even glanced in this direction.

The auction had already reached its final stages. The rare treasures appearing now were practically priceless jewels worth hundreds of thousands of immortal jades, items that only the most terrifying forces could afford to bring out by draining their immense foundations. Daoling scratched his head, feeling that his recent extortion hadn't been quite enough.

"Indeed, looking at that whole table, there wasn't a single proper thing on it." Consort De chimed in hastily, completely agreeing with Old Mother Su's view.

Amidst such an atmosphere, Akasha was strolling casually through the back of the estate—she had originally intended to visit the back garden, but upon seeing the ground littered with boulders, she couldn't help recalling the scene of the battle between Magda and Roddy. Hesitating for a moment, she ultimately dismissed the idea and turned to walk in another direction.

Jiang Tianqing was breaking out in a cold sweat the moment He Feng's words fell. Beads of sweat instantly welled up and dripped from his forehead, and a pair of extraordinarily youthful eyes could not help but well up with panic.

Some of these people used to be comrades, while others were enemies, but now, in He Shuai's words: "Gathered together again, we are all friends, no longer making distinctions between you and me!" Hearing his words, several of them lowered their heads in embarrassment.

The Beidou Sword Emperor was the spiritual pillar of the entire Beidou Sword Sect and the idol worshipped and admired by all its disciples. They would rather perish themselves than let anything happen to the Beidou Sword Emperor.

Thus, she submitted to this force and kowtowed three resounding times to a person whose identity she still did not know, then allowed the other person to help her up, walking a step and kowtowing another all the way.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and within a mere half day, Xu Nuo's strength had already reached the peak of the first tier of Foundation Establishment.

Xiao Shurong on the other end of the phone remained silent for a few seconds, suddenly feeling that her words just now had been a bit too harsh.

The warm expression Su Jinyuan had worn for Wang Yin instantly turned cold. Even her polite words carried no warmth or intimacy; she merely nodded toward Princess Yining before turning sideways and walking directly outside.

A terrifying surge of spiritual energy erupted from within the copper tiger statue, transforming into a towering tidal wave that slammed into Jiang Chun阳, forcefully blasting him back several zhang. He coughed up blood and stumbled backward over ten paces in mid-air before finally steadying his posture.

Li Shimin had fought wars his entire life, yet this was the first time he had ever been placed in such a passive position. Holding a massive army at his disposal, he was utterly helpless and could only endure the blows passively.

Actually, that would have been fine, but Nanxing happened to see a post that Qiao Yu had published in her WeChat Moments over the last three days.

"It's probably best not to tell the truth. I'm afraid His Majesty today wouldn't be able to bear it. Why don't we go back and seek an audience with the Grand Empress Dowager, asking her to intervene and mediate, even if we cannot provide any truly effective methods for prolonging life?"