Chapter 40 Good news, good news!

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"Madam, isn't it a bit too hasty? Since we want to handle this cleanly without leaving any trouble behind, we need to devise a proper plan first."
"Haste makes waste!"
Qiang Biao patiently advised.
After all, less than an hour had passed since their last meeting.
He hadn't prepared anything yet!
"I'm afraid that if we drag this out any longer, it won't be as easy for you to make your move."
To ensure the other party would give it serious consideration, Xu Ya lowered her voice...
Yet they could only smile bitterly. In this lower realm, how could anyone ever think of moving against the Yin family? With just a few people present, how could they possibly topple such a towering giant as the Yin family?
Ultimately, as time went on and "Water Cloud Atelier" continued to grow, Tang Qingyi would inevitably feel as though "Water Cloud Atelier" were a ticking time bomb constantly by his side, robbing him of his peace and quiet.
The Nan Yi River, flowing from north to south, empties into the lower reaches of the Lai River and then into the Great River, forming a large diagonal course running from northwest to southeast.
Unfortunately, Emperor Xiaowu met an untimely death, and Sima Daozi was ambitious yet incompetent, ultimately allowing the aristocratic families to recapture supreme authority at the center.
However, Wu Xie and the others no longer needed that. Having found the attending physician here, they only needed to understand the routine medication schedule, determine if there were any conflicting drugs, and check whether they needed to wait for the previous medication period to expire.
Yue Mengxin looked at Ming Fantian's devastated expression, her heart softening slightly. The one who was in the wrong was her, not him; why on earth was she speaking to him in such a manner?
He did this naturally to conceal his movements. If the Hexi army were to swagger openly into Ji County on the northern bank of the Yellow River, there was a high probability their whereabouts would be discovered by the Yan army.
He understood his master deeply. For the past twenty-three years, the Spark Supreme had endured boundless pressure, suppressing all his emotions within his body day after day without any outlet for release.

"It's not that there are no candidates; none of them passed the vetting process. Director Gao recently personally screened senior executives for me, and as a result... he directly had seven or eight of them arrested. All of them harbored malicious intentions. Damn it..." Liu Qinglian, who rarely swore, couldn't help but curse out loud.
If Mama Xie were simply handed over to the authorities like this, it would mean the play was curtained before it even began.
Thinking it's a good thing, only when it truly falls upon you do you realize it's not so wonderful... Qin Fang glared with that thought in mind.
Jun Chen wrapped her tightly in a quilt, pushed her inward, and then lay down on the bed, completely ignoring her words.
A cold sneer tugged at the corner of Ye Feng's lips. So this was that so-called ghost entity? It had actually been nurtured into a formidable climate.
As her words fell, an arrow shot out from some unknown direction, embedding itself straight into the pillar between the two of them. Hanging from the arrow was a single earring—precisely the one Gu Changge had seen Gu Xiaodie wearing before she left the mansion.
Unable to figure it out and too lazy to dwell on it further, she realized that after walking for so long, her feet actually felt a bit sore.
The night passed peacefully. However, early the next morning, the elderly matron beside Dong Qing came to inform Gu Mingxiu that the entire household was going to Baiyuan Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings, telling them to make preparations.
Perhaps to mask her feelings, Shen Xian turned her head away from Shen Huai, picked up her teacup to take a gulp, and then slammed it heavily onto the table.
According to his intelligence, the Gu residence was a den of tigers, and the people inside were jackals and wolves—every single one of them harboring ulterior motives and incapable of genuine sincerity, yet one could not afford to tear off friendly facades with them. In his view, dealing with family affairs was far more difficult than fighting on a battlefield.
Furthermore, although my parents may not equal my husband in martial prowess, back then they were willing to break ties with the entire Xia family for my sake. Do you really think they wouldn't hunt you down to exact vengeance for me?
He was already fabulously plump, and standing bare-chested like that, he looked like a mound of pale white flesh. In the depths of his agonizing grief, he would occasionally grab a handful of the chest hair protecting his heart—truly a bizarre spectacle in the human world.
The extraterrestrial battlefield was unlike the cultivation stars; it was extremely unstable, rife with spatial rifts and bizarre ancient beasts.
Going to the Shen family residence for a meal earlier had been their very first meeting. Shen Xianghuan had just gone through a divorce, and her state of mind was poor, so she hadn't paid him much attention, treating him merely with polite courtesy.
During the daytime scene, Marquis Gu had very much conveyed the attitude that unless Yu Wangfei surrendered her dowry, he wouldn't leave. Since the dowry had to be relinquished one way or another, he figured he might as well demand control over household management and play along with her little act.

To the envious and jealous gazes around her, Su Ning turned a deaf ear. Right now, everyone was simply trying their absolute best just to stay alive.
After smoothly entering Jiangnan City, Yu Wangfei wanted to return home first to see if Chu Yuxheng had left any clues for her. Meanwhile, Magistrate Lin and Li Xingtang planned to secretly visit the county office to find out what Mo Ruyi had been up to over the past few days. Thus, the three agreed to meet at the City God Temple at dusk.
When he read to this point, he couldn't help laughing, though that laughter sounded somewhat desolate.
Xu Yuan could not possibly fish it back out of the garbage bin in front of so many people to verify its authenticity.
Wu Zhenlei approached matters strictly by the book. He coveted that suburban training camp immensely; even a raw recruit trained inside those grounds for a few months could be transformed into a seasoned veteran.
You want to protect your own sphere of influence, and there is nothing wrong with that, but at the same time, you must ensure you have the competence to back it up. Some things should not be pushed too far.
"What!" Upon hearing Master Huai's words, Ji Ting's expression shifted drastically. Thinking of Dongfang Yi's harassment of Luo Yixuan on the set over the past few days, Luo Yixuan must absolutely not go looking for Dongfang Yi.
All of this was thanks to this seemingly ordinary youth. Was he truly just an ordinary young man? Ever since entering the academy, his various actions and methods had exuded an air of mystery and wonder, leaving even ancient veterans of Old Wine's caliber utterly astonished.
Subsequently, Chu Tingchuan turned and walked toward the side room where Chu Xuhua was staying. The imperial physicians dispatched by the Emperor had already arrived at the residence and were presumably treating the seventh younger brother at this moment. He hoped the seventh brother would be free of any serious trouble.
Red Spear had been waiting precisely for these words. He immediately countered with a thrust of his spear, forcing Bagua back slightly, and seized the opportunity to withdraw from the engagement. Bagua did not attempt to stop him; Liu Meng had only a breath left in him anyway, and even if he could kill Red Spear, it would serve no further purpose.
"You have the nerve to say that." My grand declaration was still echoing in the air when Diao Chen calmly summarized it with that single sentence. If not for the railing blocking the way, I probably would have lost my footing and fallen to my death.
However, Lu Qingyu did not notice that the old man had also cast a casual glance at the letter in his hand, the brilliant light in his eyes growing even brighter because of it.