Chapter 52: Am I Some Kind of Cheapskate?

He had gone out to buy salt over the past two days and had just returned. Hearing that Lin Chong had arrived, he was overjoyed. When he previously passed through Mount Liang, he had crossed paths with Lin Chong, and the two had developed a deep, mutual admiration and an unbreakable bond of friendship.

The staff at the cafeteria seemed to have been notified in advance. Upon seeing the group, they hurriedly brought over some dishes that still retained a hint of warmth.

However, things had reached this point, and Nie Tao knew that regrets were useless. He was now single-mindedly determined to achieve a good result in the evening's four-by-one hundred meter relay. Regardless of what happened, with Zhang Yu's powerful support, they might still stand a chance in the finals.

At least Ming Cong was a local, and his background was completely known. Besides, as Ming Cong put it, the Ming family held no prejudices regarding social status and were very fond of Qu Ying, which was why the two half-grown children were able to get engaged.

This time, he was not as lost in it as before, because an endless torrent of information was continuously pounding against his consciousness. It was so intense that even Li Muxuan, existing merely as a body of consciousness at the moment, felt as if he was about to explode right where he stood.

"Hurry home and cook," Fa Zi said, waving goodbye to the three figures stepping out into the dampness before turning to ring up the next customer.

Leaning against the doorframe, Yan Ying felt her entire body go limp as she struggled to drag herself outward. She finally understood why not a single monk was to be found in the entire temple; it turned out they had long since been ruthlessly slaughtered.

That was only natural. The Shen residence was in a remote location, and no one bothered to plant flowers for people to admire. Moreover, being springtime, some of the withered and yellow rice stalks from autumn still remained scattered across the courtyard, uncleared, making the place look truly desolate.

Xia Tiannan originally had no intention of interfering in the reunion between the Crown Prince and his brothers, Prince Yong and Prince Ding, and intended to just stand far away and watch. However, upon catching sight of a familiar face, he could no longer remain calm.

Furthermore, he had heard earlier that Shen Anyan had been branded a harbinger of misfortune by a Taoist priest, and to prevent any disaster from befalling the Shen estate, she had been sent away. He never expected to find her here.

Cheng Anzhou glanced down at the water. Jing Yi had already surfaced and was splashing about. She wouldn't drown anytime soon, and this would serve as a lesson so she wouldn't jump into the water on a whim next time.

A catastrophe-like battle thus came to a close. The colorful thunder clouds appeared once more, successively sucking the scattered and fleeing resentful souls into their midst.

Despite sporting a head of rainbow-colored hair, Dr. Zhao's striking looks still managed to pull it off. Gu Xingliang had never imagined that Dr. Zhao would be so young, looking as if he was not even thirty years old yet.

Jiang Tianyan was shaken once again. This time, he opened his eyes wide, watching closely as Yun Tiange retracted the cluster of vital energy. It finally allowed him to notice that after a slight struggle, those energy clusters vanished beneath Yun Tiange's skin like water flowing into a desert.

Jing Yi heard the sound and raised her head. The tears on her face had already been wiped clean against her sleeve as she stood up, leaving only a pair of red, swollen eyes whose redness could not immediately dissipate.

She raised her hand, pressed it against his wrist, and exerted a slight downward pressure. His hand instinctively loosened, and she seized the opportunity to withdraw her wrist.

Attending the wedding banquet today was actually just a pretext to find an excuse to leave the palace, and then see if there was an opportunity to slip away and meet Young Master Zhou.

As for Takagi Naoki, he tidied up his medical kit. To tell the truth, he was more worried about Haruo's condition. Haruo's ailment did not seem like a simple bone spur; the location where it grew was far too bizarre.

With a loud bang, what appeared within the city was a tailed beast comparable in size to the Tailed Beasts, yet belonging to none of them.

If people were meant to be mere passing acquaintances, yet had gone through some experiences together, the lingering sadness upon parting would be very faint, yet at the same time exceptionally elusive.

She walked forward step by step, following the light at the street corner. The sound of a car horn echoed from behind, and thinking she was blocking someone's path, she stepped off the pedestrian walkway and walked along the edge of the flower bed.

At the back door of the club headquarters, two men in raincoats stumbled toward the back door.

She was crazy, she must be crazy... She actually dared to sell the guitar that I regarded as my very life.

"Little sister, what if it was her own wish?" Shaohua's words instead provoked her competitive spirit.

On the path of martial arts, practitioners had always focused solely on cultivating better and higher-tier martial arts manuals; no one had ever proactively practiced a secondary-tier sword technique or skill.

"Responding to the First Madam, the Third Young Madam specifically dispatched this maid here to ask the First Madam for the steward's tally token," Qiao Feng said, looking at her.

He was clearly using every ounce of his strength to meet Ye Fei's punch. He understood how terrifying the power of this punch was, and the outcome of this single clash would directly determine the victory or defeat of the battle.

Xiao Yong had never seen anything like it and found it quite fascinating. The wheat field was turned into a threshing floor; the ground was rolled once, sprinkled with water, and rolled again until it became smooth and bright, allowing them to run barefoot, play, and go wild on the threshing floor.

Snow was falling in flurries. Treading through the snow, the two hurried to Shen Family Alley, their bodies already blanketed in snowflakes.

In an instant, dark clouds once again blocked the light of ten thousand realms, obliterating all the stars; even the great sun could not withstand it.

"Uncle, hold me." Liu Wu could no longer remember how many times he had heard this cry, which also meant he had danced with death many times over.

When the two touched the demon-sealing black hole, the surrounding space began to distort, emanating an aura that filled the three great demons with dread—it was the power of the barrier within the Demon-Suppressing Realm.

As for the Yuyang and Shanggu commanderies of Youzhou, although Youzhou's iron cavalry were renowned throughout the Eastern Han Dynasty, and even Emperor Guangwu relied on Youzhou's cavalry to conquer the realm,

With a laugh, Ye Yunfang turned his head, raised his hand, and threw a punch straight at the staff member who had been laughing the loudest just a moment ago.

This made Qingyang somewhat uneasy. Could the Dumu family have forgotten about him? A cultivator's time was precious, and he could not afford to waste it all here on Five Cities Island.

Not many people knew that Yu Tian would be returning to school after the spring tournament, and among her fans, only a few members of the support club were aware.

The host hurried over to the wall, wanting to pull out the dagger and return it to Xiao Cheng. Upon reaching it and looking closely at the dagger, only the hilt remained outside the wall, while the entire blade was embedded deep within the masonry.

She had always cherished others' kind intentions toward her, even though she had never asked for them from the very beginning.

"Although I have money, I am not a fool. Thirty thousand spirit jades? Only an idiot would buy it," said the youth in luxurious garments.

The other peak experts, even if they couldn't help, wouldn't come to snatch the money given their status, and no one else was a match for Jiuhun. Therefore, Ouyang Tao believed that having Jiuhun handle this matter was the most secure option.