Chapter 38: Utterly Satisfying

Father Li and Mother Li, upon hearing this news, instinctively thought it was impossible. But seeing the look of shock on their son's face, they realized in their hearts that it must be true.

“You little brat! Out of all the decent young ladies out there, why did you have to set your sights on someone who already belongs to another—and even get her pregnant?” Mother Li slapped her thigh and scolded.

Li Qingyun rolled her eyes, wishing she could spit at them. Even at this point, they were still defending their son. Did they mean that as long as he got an unmarried girl pregnant, it would be fine? Her values were shattered beyond repair.

Lin Jiaying lowered her head, studying the dress she wore, unable to suppress the smile on her face. The scenes of that warm family of three pricked Lin Jiayi’s eyes with pain. Every time she thought that way, her actions would become all the more sincere, as if acting out her innermost thoughts.

Ye Kexin had just wanted to say something but closed her mouth at the right moment. She sensed the strange tension in the air and decided not to pay any more attention to Lu Junfeng beside her, instead leading her classmates inside.

Lin Jiayi glanced at someone not far away, realizing this wasn’t a place to linger. In any case, by her calculation, if Lin Jiaying were to fall from such a height...

One could not help but wonder—someone with that build, someone like that, could she really be the skilled assassin Ye Fei had described? Emperor He showed no sign of paying her any mind; he only watched Nan He, waiting for her to bring the cup of tea over.

But if this matter were to be done, it would require several people to plan meticulously; otherwise, the scheme would be riddled with flaws.

Those between level sixty and seventy would cost a hundred gold coins, those between forty and sixty would be fifty gold coins, and between twenty and forty, all ten gold coins. Of course, Old Ninth’s method of settling accounts was with the Carefree Coin. At present, the Carefree Coin still enjoyed the trust of the players.

Yu’er was taken aback. Why was she allowed to leave so easily this time? She eyed them suspiciously for a while before finally stepping forward to go.

But the moment she left the carriage, the Death Pursuers turned to ready their assault, launching a furious volley of arrows like raindrops in a storm—countless and unending.

Although Qin Zhi loathed him in her heart, she maintained a faint smile on her face, for the sake of appearances.

She had never imagined she would face such a situation; her mind buzzed, unable to grasp a coherent thought.

Jiang Zhiqing forced Shen Yuxin into a corner before letting go of her hand. He braced his arms against the wall, trapping her so she could not move.

I approached slowly. Ouyang Shuntian turned around, and the two of us stood face to face, at a loss for words.

“Being slim is the standard of beauty now, and I only have one mother—she’s long since died!” Shen Yuxin’s hand, which was about to lift her bowl, fell back down. For a moment, her father’s gesture had softened her heart, but that feeling vanished as soon as Lady Shen spoke those words.

“It’s absolutely true. I’m at least an eight-star mage. How could I possibly be wrong?” Mingzhu, unable to contain himself, shouted out.

She dashed into the adjacent bathroom, turned on the cold water in the tub, filled a basin, and carried it out. As Lu Xuancheng hurried in after her, she splashed the entire basin of water at him.

“Hee-hee, Brother Su, am I pretty?” Wenrou stopped shaking Su Qing’s arm, though she still held onto his wrist. Her cheeks were flushed, her gaze fixed on Su Qing with shy anticipation.

“The Tempering Technique still isn’t quite there yet!” Su Qing sighed inwardly, shook his head, and circulated the Vitality Technique to his fist. A green glow flickered a few times, then gradually stilled the injury.

“So when do you ever rest?” The more the other party tried to avoid it, the more Xiao Xin insisted on challenging him.

“Alright, go ahead.” The old man seemed to sense something off about Su Jin, but did not stop the two from leaving.

“Money—we have plenty. Join us, and not only will we provide you with power, but we’ll also grant you strength. What do you say?” The leader of the Shadows was momentarily surprised by Lin Hao’s condition, then took a bag from his subordinate, gave it a shake, and the crisp, pleasant clinking left no doubt as to the amount of gold coins within.