Chapter 51: Sophistry!

Damn it, truly lacking in manners—how could anyone call Old Master Song a dog? Chen Fan feigned anger, pursed his lips, and shot a glare at Nangong Tian and Zhang Tianze!

Nangong Tian thought, “Wow, that’s brilliant!”

Zhang Tianze mused, “Senior brother’s move is ruthless!”

The entire Song family fell silent, unable to find a retort for Chen Fan at this moment.

……

Her ultimate moves seemed limitless; she had just unleashed one and now another followed. Never mind the immense spiritual power required—how did she endure it? Even the time needed to prepare such attacks was simply not enough. Previously, it was Lin Bixiao who had restrained her; now, it was because Bi Qianmo was not in the country.

Su Qixi bit into her toast, guessing how Huo Jingzun would react when angry—perhaps he’d kick the table, hit himself, or bite his phone… Such childish antics, perhaps?

Within Elder Huang’s body, the shrapnel wasn’t limited to his chest; there were even more fragments elsewhere. These could not be removed, unlike the one in his chest, which surgery could not extract.

Elder Huang was no ordinary man; he was a founding general, decisive and ruthless. When he acted, he would never give the Jin family any opportunity.

A week was all it took to complete the property certificate, a testament to Hua Fei’s status—the most exclusive villa district in Liangdu, a symbol of the city’s prestige. In other developments, it was normal for property certificates to take two or three years.

The night was cool as water. Walking along the road, the chilly breeze sobered him up considerably.

“Elder Liu, why haven’t I heard of the name ‘Invincible East’?” Mo Ke asked, puzzled.

She felt her hand gently clasped by another, dry and warm, just as she remembered.

Seeing Heng Yanlin remain calm and unflustered, the cultivators nearby looked uneasy. After glancing at Heng Yanlin’s expression, their faces grew even more tense.

This dining hall was half restaurant, with a dozen wooden tables and chairs, and the other half was the kitchen. The kitchen was quite clean—one side had the stove, the other a sink and cabinets, with fresh vegetables and meats neatly arranged. Overall, the selection was quite complete.

Thanks to Zhang Rumeng’s careful arrangements, their private room was very close to the banquet hall. It took less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense to arrive.

Returning home, I was naturally scolded for being useless. However, when my mother heard that my aunt had suffered a setback, she was overjoyed.

Once everyone finished their words of praise, Gu Xichen and his sister were carried over to Emperor Yongli and the Empress Dowager, and the grand feast continued.

As he spoke, the bodyguards sprang up as if injected with adrenaline, eyeing me menacingly. One wrong word or move from me, and it seemed they would tear me apart.

As for the medical expenses, it was the last bit of benefit she could squeeze out, so she certainly didn’t want to miss it.

What was going on? How was the other party still able to access things inside at this moment?

When I divorced in my previous life, she also hurled plenty of insults, even saying I couldn’t return home after the divorce. Saying that alone was humiliating enough.

The advisors, essentially Ye Cifu’s men, now directed their words to him, warning him not to be impatient. Next year’s imperial examination would be his chance to shine. Once he became a scholar, with Ye Cifu as his patron, a brilliant future awaited him.

Meng Jin Yao claimed they had left the top expert Xing Yushan in Linjiang to assassinate Xiao Xuan, didn’t she?

No wonder Shen Yuchan had been acting strangely recently; she must have already known about this, but out of old friendship, she hadn’t revealed it.

Hearing these words, the two men hadn’t reacted yet, but Jiang Li and Liu Yao were stunned.