Chapter 129: Trapped Within the Scheme, Part 9

As Zhao Siyu finished speaking, at the entrance of the grand hall appeared two figures: one delicate and shy, like a celestial maiden newly descended to the mortal world; the other possessed a rare and breathtaking beauty, almost otherworldly. However, Mo Qinghan's aura was not as gentle as Yan Jinxi’s—her eyes carried a faint trace of menace, making others wary of approaching her lightly. Yet, beauty always draws attention, regardless of the untouchable aura one carries. At this moment, every gaze in the banquet hall was fixed on Yan Jinxi and Mo Qinghan.

Yan Jinxi hurriedly pulled Mo Qinghan towards Yan Shaoqing’s direction. Among the crowd, the most striking sight to Mo Qinghan’s eyes were the two figures in wheelchairs, one old and one young—the elder’s hair was white as snow, the marks of time etched deeply on his face.

The Ye family dreaded gossip above all. Upon hearing Ye Xing’er’s words, they immediately panicked and hurriedly grabbed her.

At this moment, although her spirit had not fully recovered, she was displeased to see Qi Fuwei sleeping soundly with her foot resting on her. Tossing aside her feather duster and hidden pouch, she forcibly woke her, insisting on her company for conversation.

Black smoke billowed from Lin Xiao’s body. The brown garment he wore was pierced by seven or eight holes, and the smell of burning fabric spread in the air. Faint lightning flickered and vanished swiftly.

Each stove had three burners—one for stewing soup, one for cooking dishes, and one for preparing rice—each stove was assigned to a different barracks.

Shen Suixin’s heart was violently pierced. She lowered her eyes, biting her lip with a self-mocking smile. When she looked at him again, her gaze was filled with profound disappointment.

Shen Xin shrugged; with such an attitude, there was truly nothing left to discuss. Tu Yujing was blatantly avoiding the consequences of his actions. Even sincere talks with her yielded the same result. Only a genuine apology could help, but constant mistakes would never lead to change.

Aunt Ma was from Ping City and did not recognize the Wang family. Upon hearing her name called out, the latter seemed startled and immediately turned to leave.

Rong Tang glanced to the left and saw two eunuchs and two maids standing by the roadside, all looking rather unwell.

Aunt Duoduo’s eyes flickered with hope. Huahua briefly locked eyes with her; the profound meaning within their gaze was hard to put into words.

Yet he did not remove Ye Xing’er’s pants but instead rustled quietly to adjust himself, then pressed forward to her lower abdomen, eagerly beginning.

At the 80th minute of the match, the substitute Gabbiadini finally scored.

By the Yangtze River, the reconnaissance team sent by Wang Mazi had just appeared on the embankment when a young hero from the Anti-Japanese Guerrilla intercepted them. The scouts quickly identified themselves as reconnaissance members sent by Captain Wang to deliver a message.

The Shenlong Clan was a proud race. After being rejected by Li Si, they were furious. Though they did not seek revenge, they marked Li Si as the least welcomed human among them.

Although Crown Prince Yuan was narrow-minded, his lust for power was insatiable. He appointed Yuan Jue as heir merely to silence the critics of the previous dynasty. A fool like Yuan Jue posed no real threat, even as the crown prince.

The impact left Chen Feng dizzy and disoriented. Were it not for Eggshell’s protection, his body would have shattered into pieces.

Zhang Tianyi parked the car beside the archway and walked to the ticket window. Due to the killing of two Japanese military police officers the previous night, Japanese soldiers were everywhere around the theater, and the number of attendees had significantly decreased.

Thud, thud—one by one, the elite soldiers beside Fang Zetao fell to the ground. Even Fang Zetao himself was sweating profusely, his gaze toward Xu Qian filled with utter shock.

During the break after the report cards were posted, Zhu Wentian hadn’t gone to see his yet, but Lu Yao had already sent him a photo of the grades, teasing him lightly.

Tong Dahai exchanged a glance with the two company directors, but these two were fickle and unreliable.

A pure white, flawless jade seal, shimmering with precious light, rested peacefully and unobtrusively on the bronze table.

“Zero for three”—this was a very promising momentum. Moreover, the distribution of kills fell on Hua Ming and me; I took one, Hua Ming two. This was the most crucial part.