Chapter 98: Gifts

What? Why?

Xu Yang had not expected Zhou Jiajia to suddenly say something like that, and for a moment his handsome face was filled with surprise.

“Because of Shen Lang,” Zhou Jiajia replied, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

“What, is he really that well connected in the provincial capital? Just because...”

The Kingdom of Yue was an open and tolerant land of wealth, where merchants and settlers from many nations abounded. Ge Pei, cunning as a fox with several retreats, had long ago secured exquisite mansions and estates; even if they lived there for a lifetime, they would never have to worry about their livelihood.

“Good! That is the bearing a family head should have! Hahaha!” Zhao Jin laughed loudly, ignoring everyone around him.

Though he said there was no need to mention it, the expression on Qing Songzi’s face clearly showed that he hoped Shen Feng would continue to bring it up.

In Xuanjing Garden, apart from her master, her words were basically law. She had never expected that now, in Yao Garden, even if it was only for a temporary stay, she would not tolerate anyone climbing over her head, no matter how accustomed she had once been to standing above others.

After turning it over and over in his mind, Zhao Yan still could not reach a conclusion. He climbed back into bed and decided to ask Emma what state she had reached.

But Chuck and Omarco would not stop there. They continued their relentless magical assault on the ice dragon until they had beaten it down to the ground.

“Do you have any objections to what I said?” Zhao Feng rose slowly to his feet, his face stern.

“Let’s go!” Hearing the elder’s words, Luo Que suppressed the shock on his face and hurried after him.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry. I’m back safe and sound, aren’t I? What is there to cry about? Sit down and let’s speak properly first. Uncle Qi Fei, Grandpa Hou, you sit down too.” As Hua Shangxue spoke, she pulled Fu’er to a stone stool in the courtyard. By then, Xuan Lan had also heard the commotion and come out.

Li Tian and Yi Qianyu were the first to bear the brunt; struck by the surging wave of air, they both coughed up a great spray of blood. Not only was their charge halted at once, they were also sent flying backward.

After hearing this, Jian Shizang let a smile leak into his eyes. The corner of his mouth curled faintly, revealing an utterly wicked grin.

Li Zhan handed the budesonide inhaler to Li Chengqian and then said, “Remember this. Keep it with you. Whenever Princess Jizi has trouble breathing, you must let her take two puffs at once.”

Leng Shuang wanted the power of the Six-Winged Angel race because she was afraid that if someone killed the people she wished to protect, she would be able to bring them back to life.

She raised her brows, strode forward on her long legs, and then launched a dazzling spinning kick.

Before the words had even faded, Black Bear saw a dark blur flash before his eyes. A sharp pain shot through his chest; looking down, he found a gash more than six inches long across it, blood beginning to seep out slowly.

Meng Jing cursed inwardly. He had barely opened his mouth when he heard the physician named Shi, who sat unmoving in his seat, refuse flatly.

You Jing was hailed as the foremost figure of the younger generation, and the Four Leaders enjoyed the same renown among the bandits.

The two elderly men nearly leaped out of their skins, fortunately the three brothers of the Ye Consortium arrived in time.

That day, Qin Yao had flown in by helicopter to plead for Qin Jue; they had met once, and Ji You naturally remembered him.

This combination of yin and yang palm force was unleashed together with such overwhelming power that it was nearly impossible to resist, and so this strike had an exceedingly elegant name: Sun and Moon Under One Sky.

At the same time, he hastily notified his companions to take Zhao Tian away. From that one punch alone, the bodyguard knew he had run into a master. Even if the two of them joined forces, they might not necessarily be Feng Chen’s match.

Before, when Chen Mie was on the verge of death, his cultivation aura had been extremely weak; anyone who did not know better might have thought some Foundation Establishment cultivator had been knocked unconscious.

If they were not there, he would not have gone to the Xiao family. Even if Xiao Jinlong were in the Xiao residence, he still would not go. Yes, he was exactly that heartless a man.