Chapter 112: The Meeting

After a thorough round of punishment, even though everyone knew the new rules meant they would never have an easy life again, not a single maid or older servant dared to utter a word.

Lu Yalan smiled and said, “According to these regulations, each person will have their own duties and must not shirk or be careless. Whatever mistakes you’ve made before are forgiven from today onward, but if you break the rules again, you’ll lose a month’s wages for the first offense, and be immediately expelled for the second. No one can plead on your behalf!”

The group of servants trembled, shrinking even further into themselves.

Lu Yalan continued, “Yilan Garden is currently short-staffed, and many steward positions remain vacant. As long as you are diligent and responsible, you will have a bright future. Hongxing Acao will be supervising closely—I know who performs well and who does not!”

Seeing the members of the KING Guild depart, Su Yi ordered all players who had sought the guild emblem to retreat quickly, circling back from two directions to converge beneath the statue of the War God and launch a full assault.

That old man had actually entrusted such an important item to that wretched woman. Seeing the suddenly appearing medical kit, Su Yi thought to herself that no wonder her father wanted it—it truly was a treasure.

She was held protectively in Qin Jun’s arms, hearing the howling wind rush past her ears, yet feeling no cold at all.

Now the greatest lead he had was destroyed just like that; moreover, Feise Lin had warned that this was part of a massive conspiracy, and the true lair of the interstellar pirates had yet to be found.

Because Green faced away from the door, when Sakhiya entered, she had no choice but to lean against Green’s back, facing the doorway. This arrangement freed up ample space on both sides, while the space between the two became quite tight.

“The eldest madam says the gift is too extravagant; she cannot accept it,” the butler said, bearing great pressure as he spoke.

Suddenly, a magic circle appeared in Green’s eyes, emitting a faint magical aura.

“This also shows he cares for you—treasure it well,” Lin Youning said, happy for Shanmei.

A soil-colored glow representing survival attributes appeared around him, and a powerful passive survival skill branch was triggered.

“Thank you, Dao Ancestor, for imparting the teachings!” Zhou Yu first bowed respectfully, expressing gratitude to the Elder Lord for transmitting the Way within his innate spiritual light. Then, following instructions, he sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion. Upon sitting, he immediately felt a clarity flowing through his body, his consciousness clear, ethereal, and unbound.

The wall of the west courtyard had already been torn down. Though this place was hardly magnificent, during the years the concubine held power, would she have neglected herself?

This scene resembled a childhood memory of watching Journey to the West… Tang Sanzang tearing the seal of the Buddha, followed by Sun Wukong breaking free from the Five Finger Mountain.

Qin Xi stared blankly as Han Feng took a camera from behind him. Was he going to take a photo? He knew how to use a camera? Could it be a fake? At that moment, Qin Xi realized how little he truly knew Han Feng, never even asking about his family or what had happened to him these past years.

Hearing the rustle of clothes changing inside, Jun Xi couldn’t help but think of the moment he tore open his sash—flashing abs… not eight-pack, but at least six-pack, right?

“Princess, the storybooks say there’s no man in the world who doesn’t stray. You should just accept it,” Babao said bluntly.

She was furious, tearing at her hair, kicking open the door to the operating room, and strode straight toward Baizhi, raising her hand and aiming a gun at Baizhi’s head.

Only then did Jun Xi realize the floor beneath was a slab of cold jade. Snow-colored curtains fluttered overhead, beside her a snow-weeping jade flower rained softly, its pale petals falling onto the jade bed, covering both the bed and herself.

Babao always knew Jian Yi was strict, but she never imagined she would run straight into his gun barrel at this moment.

But compared to the man who had just saved his life abroad, this slightly aloof Xiao Yi was easier for him to accept.

Good emotions may not always affect those around, but harsh negative emotions so easily infect others.

“Hehe… I’m just speaking from the heart!” Ye Fei said shamelessly with a mischievous grin.

Wanli Zhengxiong finally relaxed, glad to find someone to converse with: “Dragon Sword Sect, Wanli Zhengxiong!” he declared coolly, revealing his identity.