Volume One, Chapter 66: The Academic Genius

Su Ningxia realized from Qin Zhaochuan’s notes that this man’s ability to get into college in his previous life was truly based on merit. She couldn’t help but marvel at the meticulousness of his notes, and before she knew it, their heads drew closer and closer until they touched, bumping gently. Su Ningxia snapped back to herself and met Qin Zhaochuan’s dark eyes, flickering with the glow of a candle.

When Li Yan’er returned from the Hall of Coolness, she collapsed onto the phoenix couch, unwilling to move an inch. Her head was wrapped in bandages, her face mottled with bruises and wounds, and her body trembled, her lower half showing a subtle awkwardness.

Du Mao placed his helmet in the car and glanced curiously at Jiang Zhao, noting the dust all over him and assuming he was a security guard.

She looked back to make sure those people hadn’t followed, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Hearing them say she could stay, Yin Chuying felt a surge of joy, but when they mentioned she’d have to become a slave, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

I can’t quite understand why Shen Yu wants Meng Ru to place the hairpin under the bed; clearly, he could do it himself.

On this point, Lin Yang didn’t hesitate at all, immediately sending secret messages to all seven undercover agents he had out.

Seeing it through to the end, for my child’s sake, I carefully carried the tea and helped him up.

“But I want to hear you say it yourself.” Yu Yue, her lie exposed, spoke with a touch of coyness that somehow lifted everyone’s spirits.

If the Lady of the Sect never mentions the Heavenly Contract again, then after repaying the spirit stones, he can settle peacefully at Sword Cliff to cultivate.

Even though he often reminded himself that self-preservation was natural, late at night when no one was around, his heart still felt empty.

At that moment, a colossal creature suddenly appeared on the distant sea, a gentle breeze blowing away the clouds and mist around it, revealing its immense form.

He would first rent it to her, and once she had the money, she could buy it. With such distance between them, Dongnuan couldn’t always come to collect payment.

Clearly harboring malicious intent, yet daring to take him along to confront the Miao people, unafraid that his past would be exposed and leave him in embarrassment.

Perhaps this nephew’s character is questionable, and the rest of his brother’s family are just as useless, their bellies empty yet full of schemes.

According to Liu Xiaoxia’s design, the fourth floor was entirely occupied by Chu Lingfeng’s people, divided into eight two-bedroom suites.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yao’s eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he was just about to retort when the old master spoke up.

So, does the Immortal Realm also possess vibrant seas of flowers, reflecting light that can revive the dead and restore flesh?

Perhaps truly startled, Ding Minjun failed to notice her senior sister’s conflicted expression.

Now it’s even worse; her sudden words left the other feeling awkward, unsure how to explain herself next.

A trace of pain inexplicably touched Duanmu Qing, for she seemed to sense that the mention of this matter brought him a certain sorrow.

The two discussed the operations of their youth openly, not avoiding Baolan at all. Baolan blinked curiously, lying on his chest, fascinated by the world of operations.

Feng Bao immediately ordered someone to send word to the branch at Big Li Village outside the city, and only then did Fang Jinshi say goodbye and hurry back with Wei Chong.

Qi Nan paid special attention to the patterns above, hoping to draw inspiration for the old lady’s birthday gift.

Qi Nan thought to herself, “Don’t you know my eldest sister is in trouble? No one in the hall brought it up today, yet here you are, mentioning the one thing we hoped to avoid.”

“Governor Pan, what matter is so urgent?” Hong Guangliang truly had no idea why Pan Baoshan had come.

Chu Rui cared nothing for the spittle-flying fury of the purple dragon spirit, nor for the repeated boasts, only pressing him closely in battle.

“Let’s do this, Seahorse, don’t hesitate. I’ll bet you my Blue-Eyed White Dragon Emperor, but…” As Seahorse stood there, silent and uncertain, Wang Peng suddenly spoke.