Volume 1, Chapter 26: If You Like Him, You Marry Him

Sanier was doing this purely to spite Ingmar. If Ingmar were to actually go through with it, he might see some results in a day or two, but as time dragged on, the Blood-Shadow Fangs would detect the anomaly and set an ambush. By then, his life might not even be spared.

Cai Changhua cursed silently, but he dared not speak it aloud; he knew well that he was currently no match for Zhou Tian.

Gray, wooden-textured stone pillars erupted from the ground like the bars of a prison, instantly surrounding Lin Wei and his two companions.

Gu Qinghui remarked that while a doubling of the price was not unheard of, it was clear to everyone that the two were locked in a direct confrontation. For a material that was not particularly sought after, the price had already become exorbitant.

The Golden Flood Dragon Battle Armor, forged from the toughest divine scales, the most resilient hide, and the hardest cranium of a Golden Spirit Flood Dragon, possessed the absolute potential to become a seventh-grade divine weapon.

Norenxiu nodded, sighed, and without a word, walked to the door and pulled it open.

Chu He had seen many geniuses capable of fighting those above their own rank, but as for those whose attributes broke through the limits, only he and Lu Bu had achieved such a feat.

Seeing that Chen Qiang, despite his high status, still maintained his humble nature and bowed to him, Ling Wei nodded with emotion. "Lord Chen Qiang, I am deeply grateful for your care toward Mang Mountain."

A massive, golden object resembling the sun-wheel held by a Heavenly King spun in the sky, radiating a brilliance as dazzling as the sun itself.

Rong Liang’s eyes lit up. He knew Rong Sheng well and understood that his father would not bring up such a matter without cause.

Shen Ninghua wore this attire, her hair adorned with a shimmering gilded eight-treasure auspicious-pattern step-shake. Two delicate, hollow-carved butterfly pendants dangled from the bottom, swaying with her every step. Set against her dark, waterfall-like hair, the sight was breathtaking.

Nalan Lan’er knew this Wen Zijin was a man of her brother’s. Thinking of three years ago, her expression darkened; she did not want to recall the past.

Baili Jinchuan’s face was cold and stern, his aura exceptionally icy. He glanced at Bu Yonghan, letting her ramble on without the slightest intention of stopping her.

After Baili Qingcang punished the Chief of the Internal Affairs Department, he found almost no talented candidates to fill the vacancy. Most of the ministers in the court had, either openly or covertly, already pledged support to one of the princes. This realization sent him into a fresh rage, and in the end, he could only select an official from the Xiao clan to fill the post.

Without further thought, Wan’er tidied herself up efficiently and went to collect the morning dew. Tea brewed with morning dew was sweet and refreshing, a favorite of both the Emperor and the Empress.

Especially when dealing with He Xiao, it was best for Hua Qiange not to say anything constructive. Regardless, he had said what he needed to say; his presence here was solely to ensure Mo Zidai’s safety.

If Zhuang Zhong refused, his previous performance of being anxious over his mother’s critical illness would be exposed.

"In the past, I would have just used magical power to retrieve it; there would be no need for the trouble of bending down to drink," Qiao Ning couldn't help but grumble.

In the dead of night, with the rain outside showing no sign of stopping, Baili Junyi’s eyes snapped open. Cold light flashed in the darkness—someone actually dared to approach.

"You are mistaken. My name 'Lang' comes from the word for wine, and Xingtian is the Xingtian from mythology," Lang Xingtian explained.

Shu Xie took it and tucked it into his sleeve, smiling. "No need to count. I have great faith in the reputation of the Wantong Bank. I have other matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave." With that, he bowed to the shopkeeper and the clerk, then turned and left.

Sometimes, the affairs of this world provide a surprise when one least expects it, don't they? Had she been too rash in the past? In truth, as long as one finds the right method, many things become easy.

"What are your plans next?" Wang Weidong asked. Seeing that Shu Xie had regained his confidence, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had not known each other long and their personalities were vastly different, the two shared the rapport of lifelong friends and held deep, mutual trust.

Standing in the center of the vestibule was a large screen with a jade base and gold-inlaid lettering. An invisible pressure seemed to wash over those who faced it. Walking around it, one encountered an eight-paneled, hollow-carved screen standing behind the vestibule.

"It would be best if it could be resolved. I only fear that the palace will seek trouble for you because of it," Lin Xi said, her brow furrowed. If not for this, would she have been unable to see Lin You or maintain their family ties all these years?

"Report! The people from the Elf Immortal City have arrived!" A warrior came sprinting, falling to his knees at Shang’s feet, drenched in sweat.

Once the date was set, Madam Zhuang immediately took her leave of Madam Zhen. As the matchmaker set off a string of firecrackers at the gate to signal the joyous occasion, several chests of betrothal gifts were carried into the Lin residence through the side gate—a formality to notify everyone that they were to be wed.

Li Liejun had originally intended to use his authority as the commander of the Second Army to issue a direct order, but upon reflection, he realized it wouldn't work; Marshal Yang held the title of the Third Army. Thus, Li Liejun feigned a retreat to advance, creating an image of Marshal Yang’s arrogance in the eyes of the world.

Of course it was not difficult! Perhaps it was not as easy as he claimed, but it was certainly achievable. Chunying knew clearly that redeeming her indentured status meant she could no longer serve as a manager. For those who were jealous and looking to bring her father down, this played right into their hands. With their interference, even what was originally difficult would become easy.