Chapter 98: Backing My Wife

This morning, Lu Jianwei made stuffed pancakes, about the size of a palm, filled with minced meat and cabbage. Knowing Gu Huaizheng liked spicy food, she added a bit of chili powder, giving them a slight kick.

She also prepared millet porridge, soaked and blanched some dried fiddlehead ferns to make a cold salad, and boiled three eggs—two for Gu Huaizheng and one for herself.

When Gu Huaizheng saw his wife peeling the eggshell, he quickly took over to help, placing the peeled eggs in a bowl and then using chopsticks to break the yolk apart and stir it for her.

Although Ye Luo had just mentioned it, Shangguan Lan had also thought of the same possibility. However, the way things had unfolded now was far from what they had imagined.

Ma Jianguo traveled from one village to another, back and forth. If there was no news in one village, he would head to the next.

Inside the Core Energy Hall, Hu Feng stared at the star map before him. The entire route was already marked out on the map, and next to it floated a holographic projection of the quantum relay.

Liu Yang, along with Lin Yujiao’s family, had left Yunzhou in early October. Nearly three months had passed, yet Liu Yang had not written a single letter to the capital, nor had he replied to any of Ning Jie’s letters, leaving Ning Jie feeling uneasy.

It was simply that greater strength was better. Only with the backing of Ayan’s powerful natal family could she stand against the three senior figures of the harem.

Fortunately, the walls and roof of this building had been reinforced with dark energy enchantments; otherwise, it would have been crushed by this massive steel beast.

Lu Shuang looked up at Meng Meng’s departing figure, glanced around once more, and confirmed that no one was nearby.

“I say, Lingling, are you sure you’re not mistaken?” Guoguo looked at Lingling beside her with a face full of doubt.

As the saying goes, once the Laba Festival passes, the New Year is upon you. After Lin Yujiao returned to Lin Family Village to deliver New Year gifts, the Li family began to bustle with activity.

Dachu grew stronger and more prosperous, and its system became increasingly sound; in just a few years, it would become a major power in this world.

By the time everyone arrived at the hospital, dusty and tired, Yu Xuan had just left the ward. Coincidentally, classmates came to visit Keke, but the shop was meanwhile urging him to return to work, so he had no choice but to leave early.

Seeing all these people, Guluo felt a sudden pang in his heart, carefully pondering if he had somehow broken the rules somewhere.

“Then how about this? I have an uncle in XG; let him come!” Guo Nianfei said as she picked up her phone. It was a custom-made luxury gold phone, with diamonds encrusted along the edges.

Besides, even if she wasn’t in the mood now, when the time came that she sincerely sought a partner, she would never choose a monk as a husband—she simply didn’t have that kind of preference.

“Is there any water?” Bing Yuye, exhausted from exertion, was parched and frowned deeply, clearly suffering greatly.

The Great Sage of Huangshan was waiting for the traveling monks to enter the mountain and scout, intending to hand over the demon mountain’s troop deployment map to them, to support the assault on Ape Wolf Mountain. But unexpectedly, he encountered a probe from the younger brother of the Ape Wolf King, which completely exposed him.

He left with a scowl on his face. Keke, stunned by the suddenness, hadn’t recovered for a long time and didn’t notice the sullen figure walking away beside her.

Then Qing Yi turned around and strode swiftly toward the source of the voice. She showered the other party with warm inquiries and gentle gestures, her soothing voice filling Guluo’s ears. A flicker of light shone in his eyes as he seemed lost in thought.

Lin Peng was lying on the pristine white sheets, fast asleep. Dark circles under his eyes looked as if they had been smoked, evidence of a sleepless night.

According to Qin Luo, by sheer accident, he had taken refuge in the resting place of a master who had at least reached the Saint rank.

Though bold, the idea made sense. This drunken fool was definitely in my hands now. His slowing was severe, and although his E skill hadn’t recovered yet, it didn’t matter—he was already stuck. In any case, all sorts of slowing effects were weighing him down now.