Chapter 61: Your Green Tea Game Needs Work

"I don't care," Qin Yanzhou said with growing impatience. "So can you leave now?"

Seeing that Qin Yanzhou remained completely unmoved, Chen Zhi'an inwardly cursed him for being utterly devoid of romantic sentiment while slowly moving closer to continue her slander. "I still remember when my sister first met Chen Liao, she could barely keep herself from throwing herself at him. But Chen Liao is indeed handsome, and a soldier to boot. It's only natural that my sister would have liked him back then!"

The more she spoke, the closer she leaned toward Qin Yanzhou.

I absolutely cannot let this Immortal-Binding Rope tie me down. If that happens, even with abilities that could reach the heavens, I would be utterly helpless.

"Hmm, I'm certain," Qiao Xian answered with a decisive tone, waving at the waiter once more. The waiter had no choice but to bow and back out of the room.

Niansheng's side had always been exceptionally well-informed through the local gossip spirits; the moment that eunuch stepped into the manor, she had already prepared herself to await her mother's arrival.

Living in the Xu residence, although treated as an honored guest and shown courtesy everywhere, was ultimately not Xiao Yan's home. Xiao Yan always felt somewhat out of place and deeply constrained.

"Metallic?" I originally thought the broken sword Liuliu was carried in a wooden case, but when he tapped it, it emitted a metallic hum. It seemed my guess was wrong. It was indeed metal, and definitely neither iron nor steel; it had to be some kind of special alloy.

She walked calmly and unhurriedly toward the back of the classroom, ignoring the sideways glances directed at her from all around, and finally took a seat in the corner by the window.

Sure enough, the boy known as the PK Prince was deeply hurt, looking at the smooth and worldly figure in disbelief, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Li Jiaying casually ate some of the delivered takeout and anxiously awaited the results.

Xu Huizu was seventeen years old that year, and having inherited his noble privileges, he was created Duke of Wei. From then on, he would pass through ten thousand blossoms without a single leaf clinging to his clothes, living the life of the most elegant and leisurely aristocrat.

Li Mu had never thought of the veteran general Tan Yi as much as he did today, his mind flooded with countless memories of him.

The soldiers around him had always been reluctant to kill Zhui Xi, but when all the horses were gone, Zhui Xi became the very last one who had to fall. Once they consumed Zhui Xi's flesh, not a single person here would have any food left.

The ancestor of this weasel was clearly no good creature; if anything she offered could actually be eaten, a sow would probably fly up a tree.

Walking together, Bai Song and the others looked entirely relaxed and leisurely, not at all like people who had come with a specific purpose. Upon seeing Gu Maoling, Wu Yuan couldn't help feeling a slight headache. He had already told her not to meddle in this affair, but now it seemed she hadn't listened at all. Moreover, with Bai Song showing up as well, things were becoming increasingly complicated.

Old Chen's previously gloomy and ghastly face instantly morphed into a look of sheer terror. With a sudden turn, he dissolved out of thin air into a wisp of ghostly energy, kicking up a chilling gust of wind before vanishing without a trace.

The second method seemed much riskier, but Mo Lin's Demonic Dragon Martial Soul didn't need to force the sea soul beasts into submission; it only needed to suppress them. Combined with the Vast Sea Cosmos Shroud's ability to conceal presence and form, the safety of the two could be guaranteed. Even if they couldn't win, escaping was a certainty.

The first floor of this house was the closest to the earth, which made it rather damp. More importantly, because the interior had been devoid of ventilation and sunlight for a long time, the smell of mold lingered everywhere.

As the tune came to an end, Qin Song was still lost in deep thought. The proprietress picked up her guqin, let out a sigh, and walked out.

At night, Fang Lun and Zhao Hanyue curled up on the sofa to watch television, chuckling softly to themselves from time to time. When Zhao Hanyue raised her head, she met Fang Lun's bright eyes. The two shared a gentle kiss and smiled sweetly.

Though Withered Wood Meets Spring was a soul skill, it wasn't something just anyone could know. In fact, those who knew of such a soul skill could be counted on one's fingers. How on earth did this Cang Tian manage to acquire such intelligence?

Yu Jinnian simply assumed Yan Huan was being sensible and loudly urged her to accept it. Dong Yunchun chimed in from the side, telling Yan Huan to take it quickly. Yan Huan declined, and after the three of them fussed back and forth in the entryway for quite a while, Yu Jinnian finally put the savings passbook away.