Volume One, Chapter 85: Shen Ruzhi, Born of a Mother but Raised by None

Shen Congyue and Zhang Gui delighted in seeing Shen Ruzhi so isolated and helpless.

Xiao Li spoke up to explain, “You’ve misunderstood. I’m only the young lady’s household driver.”

Hearing this, Shen Congyue burst out laughing, her gaze brimming with disdain and mockery.

“Shen Ruzhi, oh Shen Ruzhi, now you’re putting up a front by making your boyfriend pretend to be your chauffeur. Do you really think you’re some grand heiress?”

Zhang Gui glanced outside; across the way was a low-key black jeep, its license plate clearly belonging to someone of influence—definitely not someone Shen Ruzhi could ever hope to associate with.

“It’s hilarious. Mother, did you hear what he said? He called Shen Ruzhi…”

The farce drew to an end when Luo Li ordered Song Zhi’s men to drag her away, and only then did Madam Shen, whose legs had nearly buckled beneath her, finally regain a sliver of strength after rescuing Nishang. Shen Jingxuan took Nishang from her arms and carried her to the rear garden, summoning the family physician to tend to her wounds.

“Enough games. Next, move at high speed—get your body used to a high-frequency state,” Ting Shu, who had been watching Kadigo play, suddenly commanded.

The famed human-flesh search engine of the internet failed at this crucial moment, and all the netizens found themselves at a loss.

“I laugh at the Confucianist Yang Yan, who claims to honor Heaven, Earth, ruler, kin, and teacher, revering ancient sages—yet he forgets even his own ancestors.” Gongsun Linglong kept laughing.

“What do you mean by ‘Lin Chenjun will always tell you everything’? What are you to Lin Chenjun?” Shixiang picked up the sword at her side and thrust it toward Chen’er.

“Mm! He probably has something important he wants to do. Why, do you have something like that on your mind too, Tianming?” Lin Chen looked at Tianming, who was striking flints to make a fire.

Though spirit talisman masters couldn’t compare to spirit medicine masters, one who painted talismans well would never want for spirit jade.

As Ting Shu finished speaking, the Qixi Bluebird had already taken flight, dancing through the air with a mysterious, dazzling performance. The Freezing Beam followed close behind, but gradually, Ah Feng’s expression began to darken.

After a brief stunned silence, the martial world’s crowd erupted in noise, this time filled with more astonishment and disbelief.

Originally, the eighteenth of next month was the day Gu Jingfeng would remarry Shen Qingwu. The emperor hadn’t intended to interfere at such a crucial moment, but now, with two border officials dead and the people at the frontier of the Great Zhou Kingdom in panic, if no one trustworthy appeared, there was bound to be trouble.

Several years had passed, and Tan Li, who had undergone cosmetic surgery and wore heavy makeup, was no longer recognizable to Chen Yu.

Rumor had spread throughout the capital that the Princess Consort of Prince Cheng’an had fallen out of favor and almost been murdered by her own father.

These two had caused him to fall so low; if he didn’t teach them a lesson, he wouldn’t be Mu Nanqi.

Ji Shiyan approached from afar, seeing only Qing Jiujiu cradling Yun Lang in her arms, her face colder than ice.

What truly unsettled Xiao Yan was the emotion buried beneath the surface. The so-called wanderer longing for home—though his status as a traveler between worlds rarely brought him any real advantage, there were many times in the past when he longed for that home on Earth.

She sniffed, following the scent, walked around the trellis, and saw a glasshouse. Si Nian was leaning against the wall, a cigarette between his lips, idly exhaling plumes of smoke.

By now, the mountain road had been cleared. The heir’s guard immediately led the remaining team away.

He had never had a sister before, and besides, Su Lanjiu had saved his life, so it was only natural for him to feel a fondness for her.

But none of those present were fools; to become a capital official or even a first- or second-rank minister, which of them hadn’t clawed their way to the top?

As Jiuzhou Tech expanded into more and more fields, the authorities’ attitude became simply: as long as everything was aboveboard, they would not suppress the company as they had at the beginning.

Zhu Kesheng shouted, “Chu Li!” and lunged at the wild boar demon, retrieved his sword, and stabbed furiously at its head, killing it and rescuing his apprentice from its jaws.

Zhang You and Mu Nuan rushed up together, but the God of Overcast Skies showed no fear. Though the two were first-rate martial artists, they were no match for him—especially since they were both injured.

Zhang Wan’er, seeing her sister invoke Uncle Yang’s name, opened her cherry lips in disbelief, though her words no longer carried the certainty they once had.

In the end, there was no fight at all—the police had set everything up in advance and arrested everyone. Wang Xu was also caught, but he wasn’t worried, as he hadn’t done anything.

With a furious roar, the leader moved rapidly, constantly changing position, his long blade flashing and slashing in swift succession, the light of the blade unbroken.

On the bed, Wu Chen had stopped crying. She was clutching her chest, her gaze full of concern as she looked at Ye Chen, whose lips were still stained with blood. She wasn’t a fool—just from their recent exchange, she could tell Ye Chen was no match for this brute.

Recently, Lanai’s meals had been the best—intensive training, and most of the vitamins and calcium tablets from the system shop had gone to her, added to almost every meal.

Sunlight slanting through the treetops shone on the spinning body, its fur growing longer, fluttering and scattering. Under the sun’s rays, the fur glimmered with strange light, transforming into a flowing liquid and gradually becoming fabric-like material.

He was truly outstanding, but still just a young man. Though capable, matters like these were far beyond the world he knew.

There were many lakes and rivers along the way, and in the waters one could spot Gyarados, Psyduck, Golduck, and other dangerous water-type Pokémon.

As always, she wore a gorgeous black gown adorned with intricate patterns.

A few drunken sailors from the Cang Nation’s navy staggered out, bottles in hand, and as they shouted slogans, several bystanders joined in.

Seeing this, Kou Tianyou flew into a rage. He had not expected Ye Liuyun to be so unreasonable, attacking on sight.

Empress Mi, of course, could not refuse. After chatting with Qin Mo for a while, she shamelessly stayed for a meal before returning to the palace to report to Ying Zheng.

Zhou Hanning had seen all manner of bloodshed in Cangzhou, yet none of the ghastly scenes he’d witnessed before compared to the horror before his eyes.