Volume 1, Chapter 32: Pay Up!

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Cha Cha looked up at the young girl in front of her, feeling dazed.

The girl had fair skin, hair tied in two little buns, and was wearing a red quilted jacket, looking as bright and radiant as the sun.

"Get married?"

Yue Yue nodded with solemn seriousness. "Yes, I want to marry you."

Her father had told her that liking someone meant wanting to marry them.

Suddenly, Ye Xuan’s sharp gaze darkened abruptly, and Gu Teng and the others looked up in astonishment toward the direction of the beast tide.

It was a gaze the Xiao family matriarch had never seen before; she felt a wave of fear and instinctively took two or three steps back.

According to Taoist legend, the Seventh Master is responsible for detaining souls during the day, while the Eighth Master is in charge of the night. Regardless of the time, any ordinary person who encounters either one will surely not survive. Because the two are legitimate deities of the Underworld, they are also called the Immortals of Impermanence! But why would they both appear here at the same time today?

However, it was completely useless. Consort Qing continued to stare straight at the ceiling, her eyes vacant, as if nothing around her existed.

Qian Xiu’s plans were well-calculated, but the Ghost King did not play along. Just as the two walked down the concrete steps of the plaza, the Ghost King’s silhouette flickered, and he instantly appeared before them. Looking at the Ghost King now, he seemed like an entirely different entity from before.

Hearing the urgent report from outside the tent, Gu Teng and the others felt a tightening in their chests, all instinctively assuming it was a night raid by demonic beasts.

Hello everyone, I am Cheng Tiantian. Before I was six years old, I was an orphan, but later I was adopted by my current parents, who gave me the name Cheng Tiantian, hoping that my life would be sweet and happy forever.

Mu Sisi did not want to experience that shameful ordeal again. If that "bug" bit her "cherry" once more, she figured it would probably start bleeding... Reluctantly, she took out the "spirit-nurturing coins" she had "swindled" from the Cao residence and fed them into its "mouth" one by one.

From the moment she first saw Xu Linhuan, she found her exceptionally annoying. It turned out this young lady was a major troublemaker in the capital and was not very well-liked at all.

I put on my shoes. I didn't see my mother, nor did I hear her voice, so I called out for her again.

Han Yue’s gaze fell upon Ruyi, who kept her head lowered, not daring to look at her, appearing so timid that one could not help but feel pity for her.

Murong Shi was Zhao Jun’s personal assistant; that was definitely different from Shi Yudie. Even if there was a bond, he would certainly be able to tell the difference.

Teacher Li had already called Yuan Qing earlier, and upon receiving the call, Yuan Qing rushed over in a hurry.

The man bent down, his clearly defined, handsome features inches away from her. His peach-blossom eyes were deep and beautiful as he stared at her, smiling gently.

The reporters at the scene were in an uproar, all buzzing about the shareholders demanding Xu Yilan step down.

Walking slowly forward, he found himself before an endless forest. He picked a tree at random and leaped, landing gracefully among the branches.

She intended to force the issue; once the rice was cooked into porridge, it wouldn't matter if Du Ziqing regretted it. She decided to be proactive for once.

Leng Yuehu’s expression flickered, a warm glow touching her cheeks. Her flawless, white skin highlighted her exquisite features.

How could she not know? It seemed that everyone on the Tianhen Continent was aware of this. Surely the real Han Yue had known it once, and she, this fake Han Yue, had learned of the legend through her conversation with Ling Xi.

Caldera was very resolute. Amelia hugged him, weeping uncontrollably, but there was no other way; she could only wait here for his return.

After hanging up the phone, Rong Yongtian let out a long breath and tossed the phone onto the table. His heart was still racing; he had been very nervous just now. If his father found out about this, he would be letting him down.

As for Princess Xinyue, that was merely an accident; as long as no one discovered her, she would be safe.