Chapter 40: Wen Mubai's Dilemma

How could these people possibly know each other?

The first three looked utterly shabby, even reeking of cheap hot pot, while the group that arrived later was dressed in high-end designer labels. That cold-looking young man, in particular, seemed like the son of some tycoon often featured in financial news. How could two groups with such starkly different styles be acquainted? Were they classmates? Cold sweat trickled down the sales clerk’s back; she felt incredibly uneasy, terrified of—

Silver Wolf was instantly horrified. To kill without a second thought—even in his experience with real syndicates, he had rarely seen such audacity. Yue Sheng’s combat prowess and his strange, electric abilities left Silver Wolf utterly stunned.

The progression of these events had never truly been under anyone’s control; by now, the situation had clearly spiraled into chaos, devoid of any pattern. Before Shen Lin could even recover from her shock, Jin Yu was already peppering her cheeks with kisses.

There were no pedestrians on the road, and no streetlights to be found. The tranquility of the dark night was pure enough to pierce the soul. Roses bloomed in the corner, as if a delicate, enchanting face were gazing up from within the darkness.

"Heh, this is no treasure," Sun Xian said with a sharp, piercing laugh. "This item was left behind by Cheng Yun when he departed from my service all those years ago. Once he sees it, he will know the nature of our connection and will naturally look after you." The old eunuch was filled with confidence.

Yao Ying took a deep breath, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. The memory of his past ordeal was etched into his mind, an experience he could never truly let go of.

"Chen Ju, perhaps one day you, too, can take Mei as your wife, ha-ha!" Emperor Wanli laughed heartily. In saying this to the grand eunuch, Wanli was merely indulging in a moment of childlike whimsy, devoid of any mockery.

After the two men left, Wei Si leaned back in his chair, worrying about Yu Sanmei and the others. Only in solitude could he truly let down his guard and allow his raw, unfiltered emotions to surface, unstoppable.

Lan Yan’s father, Lan Shizhao, had become a thorn in Prince Zhan’s side simply for speaking up for Prince Rui at court. It wasn’t long before the Prince Rui estate fell, and Lan Shizhao was driven to a desperate end, taking his own life and leaving her to survive alone in this world.

"Since my biological mother is also present, how could she be left out of the toast?" Shuangshuang said.

In that moment, it truly felt as though the entire world had slowed down, and all of her own movements were invisibly lagging by half a beat.

Yan Le listened with delight, his heart brimming with joy. He walked Xu Yunyan around the ground-floor shop, introducing her to every single medicine cabinet.

Under such terrifying murderous pressure, the Great Immortal Taiyi no longer possessed his previous arrogance, nor did he dare to continue attacking Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng. He knew he could not be mentioned in the same breath as the First Emperor; unwilling to risk his own life, he immediately withdrew his attack to shield himself, guarding against a sneak assault.

Suddenly, she recalled the scene from that night when she had taken the initiative to grasp that object. Her face flushed, yet she smiled inwardly. Turning her head, she planted a kiss on his cheek; as her soft lips brushed against him, Wei Qilang felt a surge of intense, fierce heat rising from his chest and abdomen—a tide so powerful he could not suppress it.

"I know, but we can't be too reckless, can we? It’s so embarrassing," the woman said, her face still flushed.

In particular, that second 'S' curve at the hips—the tantalizing lines, the fullness where it should be full and the slenderness where it should be thin—was simply too sexy, so incredibly sexy that Lin Tiansheng was still swallowing hard.

"Hey, there's no need..." Though she protested, her body was remarkably honest. She乖乖地 (obediently) allowed Rin to take off his coat and wrap it around her, smiling shyly with her delicate, flushed face.

Although he had seen many official images on the website, when Rin was actually there, he couldn't describe the shock in his heart. At that moment, he suddenly felt an intense urge to switch to a first-person perspective.

Dongzi already knew that following Xu Mo would lead to no good end; he had to draw a line in the sand as soon as possible.

After the simple ceremony was held, the burial began. Everyone worked together, steadily lowering the coffin into the grave pit. Afterward, both Wangcai and I let out a long sigh of relief. I said, "Bury it. Let him return to the earth and find peace." The custom here was that after the bereaved family left, only those who dug the grave remained to fill it in.