Volume 1: Main Text - Chapter 18: I Indeed Lack Upbringing

Miku Izayoi, watching Yeyu’s pained expression, jumped off the stage. Upon seeing his face clearly, her pupils constricted, and she was struck by astonishment.

"The true dragon sent me here; I have no idea what it wants me to do," Ge Yu said.

Hui Ning’er suddenly understood something. She dared not look at Zhang Zhexue nor at her master, nodding silently.

Li Muyun was nearly driven to a cerebral hemorrhage by the fatty’s response. He poked him a few times from a distance, then whipped his sleeves and turned to leave, swearing that if he spoke another word to that fat man, he would make him gain another thirty pounds.

Sui Bingjie didn't treat herself like a guest at all, looking around the house until something caught her eye and lit up her gaze.

It was a handsome black-backed German Shepherd with a gaze even sharper than the original dog’s, exuding a formidable aura.

Luo Yu had initially planned to choose the first-person perspective, but since he didn't know how skilled Sui Bingjie was, he decided to play one round in third-person mode first.

Lu Cheng held Su Ling’s hand tightly, trying to offer warmth and comfort with his own body heat, yet Su Ling’s hand only grew colder.

This sensation did not last long. About a minute or two later, everyone landed heavily on the ground, sprawled out in all directions.

Luo Yu noticed Tokisaki Kurumi looking at his newly purchased computer. He smiled and turned off the lights. The room plunged into darkness, only to suddenly brighten as the keyboard, mouse, tower, and mousepad all pulsed with blue and white light, looking quite beautiful.

The large black bird stopped immediately, having knocked away Master Lingji. It lunged toward the medicinal herb that resembled a beautiful woman, screeching with incoherent excitement, nearly drooling in the process.

As a top enforcer of the Red Gate, Chen Zhentao was well-versed in the elite experts of the Mafia and the KKK. Having recognized King Kong’s identity, he naturally would not let his son make a futile sacrifice.

"Thank you, My Lord!" In his high spirits, Wang Zhenglin spoke the title "My Lord" with even greater sincerity.

I am being serious; I really didn't lie to you. It’s not that I am too strong, but that those people were simply incompetent. If it were you in my place yesterday, it would have been much the same.

Tang Ning, seemingly having discerned Du Fei’s intentions, took the initiative to lift her bath towel. The moment it fell, an infinite vista of spring-like beauty instantly flooded Du Fei’s vision.

Hearing Xie Yue’s words, Jin Duoduo was overjoyed. To be honest, she had long coveted the vast wealth in Xie Yue’s possession, and now that the opportunity had arrived, how could she let it slip away?

"Not even a little bit?" Su Shan, whose face had previously held a trace of a smile, instantly stiffened.

As for the Spirit Emperor, he not only claimed seventy percent of the share, but half of what the disciples of the Spirit Emperor Palace held also belonged to him.

If Meng Qin’s cultivation had not been below the peak of the Third Heaven, a step behind the Savage Ape Saint, the injuries sustained by the latter would have been even greater.

"Stop it, Old Hei. You go out first; I will handle this." As he spoke, he waved his hand to drive all his bodyguards out of the room, then pulled up a chair and sat before Wei Zijie.

Leng Yun’s expression turned grim. In his view, if word of this matter spread everywhere, his family would be ruined in minutes.

"And what about this card? Do you know what kind of card it is?" Lu Tangtang held a card between two fingers, waving it before the group.

Zhao Qian was doing well and now possessed great wealth and status; it was only natural for him to want a son of his own. He was ill himself and could not father children; he had consulted many famous doctors, but there was simply no way.

The tip of the blade was half an inch from his skin, and Seventeen could already feel the sensation of his chest being sliced open. Suddenly, with a "clang" of metal striking metal, Seventeen’s long blade was knocked to the ground.

Perhaps noticing Hannya’s blush, Hu Hu coughed slightly and then haltingly expressed his meaning.

However, looking at Heng Yanlin, he didn't seem like someone with any real attainments in alchemy.

Even without seeing the person behind her, Huo Yilan recognized it as her ex-husband, and a wave of sorrow washed over her.

Ming Si clearly had not expected me to say such a thing or make such a gesture. After being stunned for a moment, he reacted and began to laugh.

"That’s good. You must remember, those who deceive me never come to a good end. Even the man I love most is no exception. Also, make the fake medicine look convincing, and hand it to me in three days." Ji Anqi finished, turned, and walked away coldly.

This was also a factor taken into consideration, because for those who could truly think through such matters and circumstances, it was necessary to contemplate the many possibilities that might arise.

At this time, Lin Tianyao and Zhou Botong began to fight. They exchanged many blows before eventually parting ways.

On Jing Liuyun’s suggestion, after finishing their meal, the three went to the "Mountain Painted with Faint Clouds" residence. Under Wei Yun’s slightly surprised yet warm gaze, Luo Huisheng felt awkward and could only offer a smile, which Wei Yun returned.

Huangfu Xian, meeting his gaze, showed a flicker of pain in his eyes. Whatever memory it triggered, Huangfu Xian’s fist clenched tightly at his side.

Yan Xiaoxiao shook her head and followed his footsteps, waiting for him to assign the day’s tasks. But before Xu Yi could finish, the office door was pushed open.

In his eyes, the mist rising from the man with the fierce, icy eyes of a wolf had vaguely taken shape; a giant blue-furred wolf was howling at the sky.

Ruoxin’s black eyes were deep and somber, a faint smile on her face. Her slightly pale complexion, contrasted against her bright red dress, looked like a white lotus sketch lightly traced on white silk.

"Young Master, what’s wrong? What happened?" Momo, seeing Guan Jingtian slumped at the doorway with half his body outside the threshold and half inside, was startled. She rushed over, steadied him, and called out.

Luo Huisheng looked up, meeting his probing gaze. It was deep and unfathomable, leaving her lost and fearful from the bottom of her heart. Though she feigned composure, she knew she could not hold on much longer.

Thus, Lin Tianyao called Guo Fu over, and together they walked forward to explore the market.

"Bastard!" Takizawa and Egamori were both incensed. Although there was anger on Morohoshi’s face, a glimmer of contemplation flashed in his eyes.