How could I ever despise you?
In the study of the Third Prince’s residence, Wen Yueqing and Zun You were still chatting and laughing. Just then, a messenger from the Second Prince’s household arrived at the door. Liu Yi led the visitor into the study—it was An Guping, Zun Xiu’s personal eunuch.
Upon hearing that his second brother had sent someone for him, Zun You instantly put away his playful demeanor.
“In a moment, don’t cause any trouble, understood? Once the guest arrives, you are to withdraw and have another maid serve tea,” he said, looking at Wen Yueqing, who sat quietly to the side.
After Boss Liu finished speaking, Lin Xiner nodded with a smile in response, and the two of them went out to unload the goods. In no time, it was past seven in the evening, and they had finished unloading everything. Earlier that afternoon, Lin Xiner had also gone to Tengfei Logistics to handle her resignation.
By day, she patrolled the streets as usual, eventually stopping by her mother’s shop. The business was doing so well that even as family, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.
Jing Yunru almost laughed out of frustration. Bearing her guilt, she had painstakingly persuaded Song Qingqing.
I immediately heard a particularly grating Beijing accent—pure and sharp, laced with scorn and disdain, with a hint of streetwise bravado. The tone alone gave me goosebumps.
He hadn’t thought too much when he bought it, but now, standing under the blazing sun, Qi Ning realized he couldn’t possibly carry such a cumbersome thing away and began to worry.
There was also the sound of a wheelchair—Hu He Yu’s health was poor, as their investigations had revealed, but they hadn’t expected him to already require a wheelchair today.
Yet they were still a step too late. In the darkness, a figure draped in white receded into the night, silver hair glowing luminously beneath the moonlight.
Once Lin Xiner finished speaking, General Du nodded. “Very well! I’ll transfer the money to you right now!” With that, he pulled out his phone and sent the payment to Lin Xiner.
From Lu Yuan’s current estimation, once Blaze completed its qualification evolution and reached eight-star potential, he would be able to advance smoothly to the rank of sixth-tier Beast Master.
I nodded, snapped my fingers, and led Zhao Lan and the others out of the airport. Outside, I was immediately enveloped by the rich, exotic atmosphere of a foreign land.
This time, though Shi Yu was in pain, his meridians remained unbroken, still hovering on the verge of tearing but not quite giving way.
In his own field, he was confident enough—just hoping that Voldemort would take note of his efforts and not pursue the matter of being unable to locate the Weasley family’s address.
But these things were the least of Zhuoyue’s worries. If the sky fell, there were taller men to hold it up. With both marshals untroubled, he had nothing to fear.
Though the idea of inheriting the legacies of all four divine beasts at once was as far-fetched as a toad wishing to eat swan meat, Lin Kong still wanted to give it a try—after all, nothing was absolute.
“Go on, then.” Harry didn’t care much about the trophy, nor did he mind whether he could answer the Sphinx’s riddle.
It was a full two hours before Lily emerged from the celestial ship, carrying the scale. She appeared to have discovered why this particular scale was so coveted.
No sooner had she left than, as if on cue, a tribulation cloud formed in the sky—a mass of darkness from which a pillar of violet lightning crashed down.
After all, Shangguan Li was no fool. He could punish the main branch as harshly as the rules allowed, but if he truly sent people to hunt down those who had fled, he would be fanning the flames of discord between the main and collateral branches, something he had no wish to see.
Fudge opened the door to the staff lounge for George, following him inside, with the others trailing behind Fudge into the room.
She glanced down at her high-waisted ruqun dress. She had a particular fondness for these gowns, owning several sets in different colors, embroideries, and fabrics. Whenever she thought of it, she would change into another set. Otherwise, with the aid of the dust-repelling charm, she could wear the same dress for half a month without issue.
“What’s this about? Don’t tell me you don’t know—Chen Wei and the others ended up like this because you ordered it, didn’t you?” Huangfu Yichen sneered coldly.