Volume One, Chapter 28: For Jinhe, He Was Determined to Win Lin Zhiwan’s Favor!

"Do not call me mother!"

Yu Tingwan's voice was sharp. Elegant and poised as she usually was, she was now trembling with rage.

"Lin Zhiwan! Do you even know what you are doing? Do you know how hard your mother worked to get you into the Fu family, just so you would have someone to rely on for the rest of your life!"

Yu Tingwan looked at her daughter with a mixture of frustration and disappointment. Whether from anger or heartbreak, tears welled up in her eyes. She took a deep breath to calm herself, her voice softening.

"Nannan, listen to your mother. You cannot get a divorce!" She caressed Lin Zhiwan's face, wiping away her tears. "What couple doesn't bicker?..."

Her beautiful eyes widened, staring at Mu Xiaoxiao, caught off guard for a moment.

Suddenly, the previously quiet and tense Golden Throne Hall erupted; the officials looked at one another in shock as Zhang Ziran spoke of the assassination attempt at the Zhang residence last night.

"Idiot. If someone with your intellect can score high marks, I highly suspect you cheated," Gu Ya retorted, using the exact same tactic to strike back at Ji Mengyao.

"Miss Zhuge, have you chosen your teammates?" Shangguan Jue asked, her beautiful eyes drifting toward her with an indifferent expression.

Before this, her life had been unremarkable; in that empty house, it was nothing but study, study, and more study.

Han Yu simply picked up the chicken feet with his hands and began to gnaw on them, while two small splashes quietly bloomed on the table.

Mr. Bai lifted the blanket, ready to solve the problem by force. But upon seeing the bruises on Ou Ge's body, his heart softened.

He restored contact with his family and would often go over for a meal, but he always continued to live in the apartment he had purchased himself.

The reputation of the Maoshan Sect's "Dragon-Tiger Great Return Pill" far exceeded that of the "Guiyuan Pill." Lian Haiping not only compensated them for all their losses, but he gave them three pills at once, restoring all the hope they had lost and even tripling it. How could they not be excited?

Hao Qian could already imagine what Zheng Jian would do after reading the letter. Perhaps then... Zheng Jian would use this matter to pressure him, or even send his own wife, Lady Zheng, to her grave.

His first reaction was a shock. Han Feng was the most formidable general in the Liangzhou army; why would he ignore everyone else and choose to confront this wolf head-on?

After a series of clashes, Lin Chong used the momentum of his descent to thrust his serpent spear. Zhu Tong and Lei Heng were forced to block the strike with all their might, while Lin Chong used the recoil to leap aside.

He was a remarkably handsome young man, his scholar's robes and cap fitting him perfectly. His complexion was fair, and his eyes were bright—a quintessential young talent.

Just as Li Yang opened his mouth to say something else, Jing Yuan’s expression changed drastically as he interrupted him.

He hurriedly called Liu Laoer. By the time Liu Laoer reached the front of the courtyard, Gangzi and Heiwa had already stopped the ox cart. Heiwa was clad in iron armor, topped with an iron helmet, a horizontal blade at his waist, and a long spear over his shoulder. Standing before the gate, he looked quite imposing! Liu Gangzi remained in his usual attire, not showing off like Heiwa.

The next morning, Lu Ping finally woke up. After washing, he heard that Lu Xing'er had sent someone for him, so he rushed over without even eating.

Li Zhong raised both arms, tracing two circles. Cai Jing watched in astonishment as the sand and gravel on the ground began to levitate. As Li Zhong lifted his arms, the debris rose with them, as if he were lifting a solid plane.

"That's enough, get out." Shen Zhongnan found his son an eyesore; he couldn't fathom how he had raised such a good-for-nothing.

"Then I am truly heartbroken. After liking you for so long, to get this kind of answer from you—it really makes me sad. Can't you give me a chance?"

He Jingjing wiped away her tears, a sight that would stir pity in anyone. Now that she was crying about being bullied, everyone sided with her.

On the surface, Master Wan was maintaining Master Liu's reputation, but in reality, he was secretly helping Cheng Peng. Master Liu's face flushed red and then paled, feeling utterly humiliated.

Leng Qian told a very dry joke, but Chu Yu "whooshed" out to investigate the direction Luo Ling had been watching. Finding nothing, she returned quietly to their camp.

When I reached the elevator, I turned off the music. Hearing those two sentences for so long was getting quite annoying.

"A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit. Student Lin Qi, you performed very well." With that, she applauded.

Three levels of Qi Condensation, eighth layer. Under this blow, Chen Heng, in the distance, finally relaxed; he knew that even if his opponent had any remaining tricks, they would be dead.

After New Year's Day, there were only twenty days left until the Lunar New Year. The closer it got, the slower time seemed to pass.

If he became a student at Hua University, he could pull off a "wolf in sheep's clothing" scheme—ahem, he could rope in senior students to start a business with him and survive the difficult initial stages.

Just then, Zheng Xiaoqian, half-drunk and half-sober, wrapped her arms around Li Bixia’s neck and, with blurry eyes, tilted her head toward his face. However, Zhang Yuanyuan pulled her away.

The soft, sexy curve of her lips lifted slightly, as if she were very happy to see Ye Junlang again. A faint smile spread from the corners of her mouth; her translucent, pink lips needed no gloss to shine—this was already the most beautiful color.

Who doesn't have a few friends? The two cold-faced youths were Tang Biao’s fellow disciples from the Liuyun Sect—Zhong Li and Xie Fei. They had come to settle the debt after learning of Tang Biao's death. Whether it was truly out of brotherly affection, however, remained unknown.

A little more pressure, and if you were pushed just a bit further, you would break through all resistance and become a true master of swordsmanship.

"Scoundrel! Hmph, I suppose you intend to hand him over to Cambiasso to claim the credit!" the princess raged.

Although he had known for a long time that he could not learn magic, Ian had only just discovered that the reason was due to the physical modifications he had once undergone.

Therefore, the Dao-realm expert chased closely behind. However, the further they went, the further the gap between him and Li Bixia grew, rather than closing.

What puzzled Lin Tian was that he could not find the form of the Tribulation Spirit in his own sea of consciousness. Even though the spirit had mutated, it still belonged to him; he could clearly feel its presence, yet he could not locate it within his mind.

As they were talking, Fang Yuan’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen, saw it was an internal departmental call, apologized to Li Muchen, and walked aside to answer.

Watching the two figures within the Taixuan Great Dao, Ye Lin understood that once the path fully enveloped their hearts, there would be no hope of victory for either of them.