Volume 1, Chapter 50: He Adamantly Refuses to Get a Divorce

You Jin’s eyes darkened as he turned his back to her, his tone growing colder. “Song Wanxi, stop making a scene. It’s pointless.”

“I’m not causing a scene. I’m serious.”

“Yue Ning has already terminated the contract. There will be no further collaboration.”

Song Wanxi clenched her fist slowly, her heart weary. “It’s not Yue Ning’s fault.”

Before Ouyang Xiasha rescued them, this matter could serve as a constant reminder to him—a warning not to be arrogant, a bell urging him to keep striving. Of course, even if his parents were successfully rescued by Ouyang Xiasha in the future, this incident would remain a cautionary tale to prevent him from repeating the same mistakes.

Naruto Uzumaki chuckled, “It’s not that serious, but the future order of the ninja world—no, the entire world—will inevitably have to change.” The two of them headed toward the Hokage’s office building, and along the way, the yellow bee drew continuous exclamations from the crowd.

Just when everyone thought that the enemy uncle’s intent was to ambush Ouyang Xiasha—an assumption even Ouyang Xiasha herself made—they relaxed their guard, believing they were prepared. Yet, the enemy uncle suddenly changed his method and direction of attack.

Since they had already promised to supply Eastern Fengfei with herbs, even without knowing whether she could truly refine them, they had no choice but to prepare all the medicinal materials she needed.

Xiao Qiqi was so excited that she completely ignored any concerns about etiquette. Her eyes sparkled brightly, and her smile was radiant.

Judging by this alone, it’s understandable why some might object, but the standard for assessing the members of the Ling family is clear: top three in magical attack power.

Li Qianya’s anger surged as she stormed out of the kitchen. That old hag had cut off their food supply. She had already gone to handle matters on her behalf, yet before receiving any news of success, the woman actually refused to feed them.

“What?” Hearing the first part of the imperial decree, though it was good news, no joy showed on Xiao Yuanshan’s face. But by the second half, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in utter disbelief.

The Ghost Master was still making his last desperate attempts, unaware that the profession of ghost keeper depended entirely on spirits. Without the ghosts, they were like birds with broken wings.

Now, with the new head assuming leadership, their greatest hope was naturally for the Jing Group to return to its former pace of development. The Jing Shipping Company had already expanded sufficiently around Southeast Asia; if Jing Chen could break into the Middle Eastern market, that would be ideal.

When faced with such a foolish question, I rolled my eyes in frustration, threw down my gun, turned around, and ran as fast as I could.

He Xianjun remained silent, fully aware that Governor Zhuang wasn’t speaking of Lu Xi and Gao Yan but rather his legitimate elder brother.

“Master Si?” Upon receiving the servant’s report, Allen hurried out. At first glance, seeing Si Che, he thought he was mistaken. After staring for a long moment, he hesitantly called out his name.

An Ze remained silent. Urahara Kisuke also held his tongue. When others burst in afterward, no one spoke. The room was unusually quiet.

“Alright, then you get back to your work.” Wen Nuan understood why her cousin had interrupted—there was a certain demon present, making conversation difficult.

In Princess Qingxia’s eyes, the powerbroker before her transformed into an almost godlike figure named Sima Jinghong.

Lu Lin’en frowned, tightly biting the name Lu Xiaoyin. In the past, he had turned a blind eye, but now, to see them brazenly bullying Lu Ning and resorting to despicable tricks, he could no longer stand it.

After three days of stalemate between the two armies, Zhangsun Bo finally lost patience. “Launch a full assault!” He carried a military order with him: the city of Zhuo County had to be captured within ten days. Four days had already been wasted.

Although this black sandstorm arrived under strange circumstances—never before had such a storm occurred at midnight—the most dangerous moment had passed. Regardless of the cause, we waved at the crazed sentry on alert, then quietly slipped away to meet with Tiedan and Ouyang Xiaoqing.