Love at First Sight Chapter 82: Look, Heart Gesture

Tong’er came in a hurry and left just as quickly.

Zun You turned to look at Wen Yueqing; the two exchanged glances for a few seconds before finally bursting into laughter.

“You’re so mean. Why did you have to speak so harshly? Look at how you frightened Tong’er just now—her face turned completely pale,” Wen Yueqing chided, giving his back a light slap.

“It’s just that the maid always reflects her master. Look how you’ve influenced her—when she first arrived, she was so old-fas…”

But Lu Xuan was not entirely powerless to fight back. With a single thought, within the Niwan Palace, above the sea of consciousness, a colossal city suddenly surged through the mighty waves and rose from the ground.

Now, I’m just as confused myself. Who would have thought that sitting atop a giant wolf, continuously casting submission spells, would eventually lead it to abandon its former ways and turn to my side?

Gao Ningning pretended to pass by, but her eyes surreptitiously glanced at the notices they had posted. Just one look left her inwardly stunned.

“Father, are you all right?” A few minutes later, Xiu Fei rushed into the room, his expression tense, his voice preceding him before he even entered. He dared not take what Dick had said as a mere joke.

Not only did Ji Feng drive up the price of spiritual swords, but more importantly, he made over a hundred thousand cultivators on Mount Wendao green with envy.

“A place full of ambitious schemers and fools, where even the wise must pretend to be idiots just to blend in.” Tang Chen’s evaluation was unique, but no one was foolish enough to miss that he was referring to the current state of the Tianhua Empire’s upper echelons.

Who could wield such influence? On reflection, since this was the imperial palace of the Camelot Empire, the only ones who could command such respect must be members of the royal family—perhaps a prince or someone of similar rank.

If your skill kills an enemy with the [Surge] effect, the [Surge] will spread to nearby enemies.

Wu Ling almost laughed when she heard Sun Peng speak. This Tan Lingling’s lackey had been ogling the shop assistants’ chests ever since he arrived, and now he was cozying up to An Yu. His shameless lechery was on full display—clearly, he was cut from the same cloth as Tan Lingling.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan also felt somewhat troubled; once he reached Luo City, unfamiliar with the place and the people, where would he even begin to look for Zhang Xue?

“So do you want to marry the best A-Jiu and become a princess consort?” Jun Qingjiu’s eyes shone as his dry lips brushed affectionately against her cheek.

Having made his bold declaration, Xie Ling’s expression shifted to one of concern, which made Xie Yi’s heart clench with worry.

Jun Qingjiu rested his chin on her shoulder, snuggling close as if begging for affection.

Upon hearing these words, the classmate’s face changed. He put his hand back on the desk, refusing to admit defeat.

The personal arrival of the Golden Guard Captain was enough to attest to the gravity of the situation, not to mention the honor he showed Qin Ming—this was undeniable confirmation of Qin Ming’s identity.

But he understood the implication: if Old Master Li Zhong from the capital provoked Song Feng today, even he would be in for a rough time.

All this time, Prince Cen had always treated Princess Yunfu as a beloved younger sister—a fact well known among his followers. He had never been pleased with this marriage, with only Consort Cen supporting it.

Ma Danao was infuriated by Huang Dafu’s words, but dared not lose his temper. After all, his current livelihood depended entirely on the hundreds of acres of land he had contracted.

Having gained nothing from the system, Xie Yi, though dissatisfied, could only accept reality. Even if there was something wrong with the system, he had nowhere to repair it; after all, it was not some junk machine that could be fixed by hand. If it had to be repaired, it would mean opening up his own head, since the thing resided in his mind.

“I understand, Uncle Liu. I’ll do my best,” Liu Peipei said, unable to hold back her sobs as she spoke.

Speaking of the grade of those primal stones, at the very least, they must be of the Five Elements class, right? In fact, they ought to be considered ancestral-grade primal stones.