Chapter Fifty-Four: The Signboard

The Chi family was currently residing temporarily in a private manor on the outskirts. When Jiang Mochen arrived, Mr. Chi had already instructed the butler to greet him at the door.

The butler was a slender man in his forties, dressed in a tailcoat, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair was meticulously slicked back with gel.

He bowed respectfully to Jiang Mochen. "Good day, Young Master."

Jiang Mochen merely nodded at him and continued walking forward. The butler trotted behind, keeping pace and attending to his duties as needed.

Xu Ning'er lay on her bed, her eyes turning as she instantly grasped the situation. The Empress Dowager, despite the palace gates being locked, insisted on summoning King Kangyu into the palace, likely because of her own affairs.

"You... Hmph! I can't be bothered to argue with you. Tell me, how do you know the company's rules so well?" Ye Jin Xuan, realizing she couldn't outwit Qin Xuan, changed the subject.

The three of them had lingered here for a while; the children playing nearby weren't afraid of the newcomers, yet they didn't greet them either. Instead, they chose to ignore them, their dark, ruddy faces radiating a stubborn warning to strangers: keep away.

She understood that the child before her genuinely wanted to make her happy, and truly liked her daughter, Su Wan.

The next morning, when Qin Xuan opened his eyes, Ye Jin Xuan was already dressed and downstairs. Still in her office attire, she looked much more spirited than the night before, and even more enchanting.

He Jin wore a grim expression; the more he listened, the more alarmed he became, his face constantly shifting. Meanwhile, Cao Cao kept a close watch on He Jin's expression, pondering something silently.

Amy had not intentionally made things difficult for Su Wan; after all, she was just a high school student. Amy truly had no idea how to guide her, so she simply let her observe and learn for now.

Mo Qinghua had only just stepped into the practice room when her classmates burst into chatter as if a kettle had boiled over.

"Why are you here again? Wasn't I told you were supposed to protect my brother? What happened this time?" Zhan Yi asked helplessly.

"So in the end, you don't even want to be friends with me, do you?" Zhan Hongyu's voice was laden with grievance.

This made them all admire Tang Chen immensely; after the ordeal, they expressed their gratitude to him with heartfelt respect.

Tonight, there was no moon; only twinkling stars lit up the dark velvet sky.

Leng Qingyou was so shocked by the truth she almost fainted, but Yan Li Xun gripped her sweat-soaked hand tightly, giving her the courage to keep listening.

"Today's events must not be spoken of outside this place—not a single word," Elder Qian grunted, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

The compounding of two heartbreaks might have been what finally shattered Yang Dan's defenses and brought her pain.

Because it was transmitted telepathically, what Ming Ling heard was a mechanical synthesized voice devoid of any emotion, sounding utterly fake.

As expected, there is no such thing as a free lunch. Tong Yi's promised reward was not so easily obtained.

Moreover, Gallio's abilities for Uchiha Cheng were far more useful for support and defense than for attack.

Even setting aside Bai Yue Temple's willingness, did Sang Mu Yun and his companions have the courage to face Lin Xiao'er, who could slay ten Qi Refining experts in a single stroke and annihilate Formation Masters at the Foundation Establishment level?

On one hand, gathering the three ninja clans would require time; on the other, they needed to escort the first batch of precious medical supplies and the medical team to the front lines.

Jiang Yang was wonderful, but if she still loved another, who could guarantee their marriage would not be a tragedy?

Baili Jiu had also received those few words before, but the difference was that his message came from another hand.

Noya rubbed her forehead—was this man's chest made of iron? She felt dizzy and light-headed.

At this moment, the Shen family seemed utterly terrified by Ye Zhanli's reputation, instantly collapsing into shouting and accusations, directly pointing at Ling Qingrui as if that alone could prove she was behind it.

Lin Kongkong had no choice but to sit up and undo her own shirt buttons. For some reason, her hands kept trembling, and she struggled for a long time without success.