Volume 1, Chapter 38: Who Is Your Husband?

Li Shen lowered his head, savoring the words as a satisfied smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Shen Zhien."

"Yes?"

"Milk Tea misses you very much. And so do I." On the screen, Li Shen’s gaze was so tender it felt as though it might overflow.

"I... miss Milk Tea, too."

Watching Xiao Zijin gently place Ye Qing onto the soft couch and wring out a towel to wipe her mouth, the old butler smiled, set down the hangover soup, and quietly retreated, closing the door behind him.

But now, with Su Wei refusing to let go, his right arm was bound to be strained, and the Su and Ye families still shared a connection.

He looked at Ye Qing, momentarily lost in thought. Could it be that heaven truly could not bear to see him spend his life in solitude, and thus sent someone who resembled her so closely?

Jiang Yunli and Jing Bai were not overly aggressive; instead, they looked at the unconscious Chu Wanning with a sense of grievance, as if pleading with him. "I just don't want Ah Ning to be in danger," Jiang Yunli said softly. "From now on, I will surely protect her well. Jing Bai, trust me this once. This time, I will not let her be hurt again."

Since the surgery failed, you should take responsibility. To blame the mistake on the consumer is truly abominable.

However, upon seeing the iconic red trench coat worn by Uchiha Jiyue, he immediately lowered his booming voice.

Hearing this, Fu Jinxu scooped her up into his arms without a word, his voice brooking no resistance as he uttered two heavy words.

The reason Buffon chose this was not out of greed for the bounty; he simply wanted to increase the influence of his other alias, "White Ghost."

Watching the group, whose faces showed not a trace of panic, he felt that these Root members must be insane, especially Danzo, who could actually bear to let such a promising talent die like this.

Mu Ze was also furious, slamming the table as he said, "If not for the Phoenix Orchid, she would never have regained her memories. Don't forget your own identity—you have the blood of a father-killer on your hands. How do you think Chu Wanning would feel if she knew you have been trying to kill her husband all along?"

The Battle of Qungu ended with the death of one Tier 8 wizard on each side. Such losses were the absolute limit of what the Evil Warlocks could endure; otherwise, given Angige's temper, he would have insisted on causing more chaos, even with his arm severed by Roper.

They sat at the table, neither speaking, each lost in their own thoughts, though no one appeared overly sorrowful.

Tian Xie hurriedly called out to his master's wife and stood up. As everyone had suspected, Tian Xie was indeed Wang Chen's disciple, so they quickly greeted Wang Chen. Wang Chen responded with a stoic expression, while only Zhunti remained silent.

Hua Tian nodded and walked into the Canghai Palace. The Demon Emperor was already seated on the throne above the hall, chatting casually with the Fox King beside him. As soon as Hua Tian entered, the two ceased their conversation.

Having realized this, Tian Shi's heavy mood suddenly lifted; he realized he had truly been stuck in a dead end.

"Hmph! I walk the path of righteousness; dealing with a monster like you is a simple task!" Tian Xuanzi brandished his wooden sword erratically, shouting as he did so.

Han Xiangyang walked into an office that had been cleared out for use as a temporary headquarters. It was filled with enormous whiteboards covered in dense writing. Jiutian took a look and saw that they recorded various clues and the interpersonal relationships of the three bosses.

Master Miaoyan was even older than Kang Longji, and his seniority in the martial arts world was intimidatingly high.

Crystal lobsters, golden crabs, jade clams—everything was there. The sheer variety dazzled Qin Chuan; he had never seen so many aquatic products in his life.

"You won't apologize! You all need to apologize to me! You're blocking my path!" Su Yile continued to clamor.