Chapter 96: Brother Lin Hui's Humiliation

However, once this verdict was handed down, Tong Shixin would spend ten years in prison, turning his child into an orphan. Tong Shixin and Mu Fuqiang’s child had only just turned ten, and on the day of the verdict, that little boy was present. Fang Wenxuan remembered how, when Tong Shixin’s sentence was issued, the child burst into tears instantly, sobbing and looking up at the judges and policemen gathered there, begging for mercy. “Police Uncle, Judge Uncle, please don’t take my mother away. My mother isn’t a bad person…” In that moment, watching the boy’s tears, Fang Wenxuan pondered why humans live at all and what had gone wrong with the world. The first person to invent currency had done so so that humans could exchange goods with one another using it. If the mother consents, I shall have several ladies keep an eye on her, Li Hu thought, glancing at Yue Fei seated opposite. Yue Fei held Yue Lei in his arms, with Yue Yun clinging to his side, the very picture of a tender father rather than the general famed for his schemes and conquests. He must find her a companion at once. Yet this young man had become a commander, and by the look of his authority he clearly held a prominent place in the Qi family, perhaps even an influential one. Seven luminous orbs kept blocking one another, growing increasingly irritable after a long time and emitting roars like wild beasts. They deliberately suppressed their anger, though they were not particularly clever and still understood what could provoke disaster. Meanwhile, the lecherous man watching the series of films about Teacher Cang in some distant corner of the world sneezed outright. “Qinghe?” Xuanyuan Tongtian murmured in confusion, then suddenly understood and smiled. “You mean Xuanyuan Qinghe? She is in seclusion cultivating and cannot meet guests.” The man made no mention of Wan Nian Wen Yu. Ye Tian remained silent, for the matters the master now spoke of were unknown to most on the continent. As the master had said, only the Five Sects of the Righteous Path and the Eight Sects of the Demonic Path were known across the land, with no awareness of forces above them. Emerging from the reception hall, Yang Jian walked out with swaggering steps, swiftly changed his appearance, reverted to his former look, and secured a new inn for lodging. Next, Guo Yunfang spoke at length in a torrent of words, after which she invited the parents of the students to speak in turn. Yang Jian dared not assume any airs here; the man before him was no longer the same as before. Having become worldly-wise and tactful through a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, his life felt complete and whole. Mo Wuxie was truly puzzled—what connection did this have with his aunt’s family? An indescribable feeling left him deeply uncomfortable. Even though Xie Mujin never spoke of officialdom before Xie Zheng, the name Chen Rushi still rang in his ears like a thunderclap. Madam Zhao the Eldest sent someone to the Muyang Hou Mansion, citing Mu Jinghua’s poor character as reason she was unworthy to be the principal wife, yet because of her intimate contact with the Second Young Master Zhao, she had no choice but to marry her—though only as a noble concubine. Yet when he kept seeing Qian Fubao endlessly mention only his small sum of silver and forget the ancient Ran who had been murdered, it still gave them chills. Bai Xiangwei very much wanted to kick him into the bathtub, but seeing him with only one arm truly suffering made her heart soften again. She took out the plastic wrap to help wrap his plaster cast, then left the bathroom. Hadn’t he said his knees hurt? Why was he kneeling so stiffly, as if the master was being overly harsh with her? At the time they shared Anyang Palace, Yan Cairen naturally went to greet the White Queen and saw the hairpin the latter so dearly loved. By harming Chen Shu, what could Ye Zhifan possibly gain? He feared no exposure and ultimately lost even his official hat. A nature as true and heartfelt as Shu Yao’s was enough to endear her to everyone; for other matters, the mother would lay a smooth path ahead. Xie Zheng examined her carefully. It had not even been a month, yet Granny Han looked as though she had aged two or three decades. Just like that, ten years slipped by in an instant, and the incarnation of the Red Dragon had grown into adulthood in the Huai Xu tribe, with a relationship with Fuxi that was quite good. Nuo Mi Tuanzi felt uneasy, partly because the whole affair stemmed from her own actions, and partly because she did not wish everyone to suffer because of her. Moreover, Luping knew Li Yan’s combat strength clearly. In the Ten Halls of the Demon Realm back then, although Luping’s main body had not gone, he understood every detail of what his clone had experienced.