Chapter 141: Relentless Pursuit

While Li Taohua’s household was bustling with the lively atmosphere of a hot pot dinner, a shrew had arrived at the neighbor’s doorstep to stir up trouble.

"If you didn't steal my vegetables, do you think they just grew legs and ran away?" Grandma Zhang shrieked. "Zhou Zhaodi, my eldest son wouldn't dare do such a thing, so it must have been you, right?"

"Grandma, even if my mother had ten hands, she couldn't possibly have pulled up every single vegetable in the middle of the night, could she?" Zhang Dazhu countered. "Your vegetables missing just means a thief came by, but..."

Perhaps it was his charisma, his smile, or perhaps it was simply that when a dream truly came to fruition, the initial yearning had already drifted away from him.

All the students' drawn numbers were recorded instantly in a magic orb. Beside the six large arenas, one could see a crystal screen several dozen meters wide, which displayed the contestants' numbers alongside those of their opponents.

"Heh." Yadong smiled, gently wiping the sweat from his brow before immersing himself back into his creative state. His knife work seemed divinely inspired, sending stone fragments flying through the air. The image of the hunchbacked Nuyina Bo, with his broad smile and missing front teeth, gradually became clear. The sunset’s afterglow quietly enveloped the scene, casting a crimson hue over Yadong’s figure.

There were many others who sensed it just as they did, though perhaps not as clearly as Gu Chen and Tian Henzi. Yet, as long as they could locate Wuyun and the other two, all these mysteries would be solved.

The spiritual energy in this forest was so dense it seemed on the verge of condensing into liquid droplets. The closer one got to the black mist, the thicker the woods became. Ancient trees with cracked, weathered bark stood as wide as ten people could reach, while giant vines coiled between them like pythons. The grass and flora on the ground were as jade-green as emeralds, occasionally bursting into dazzling mists, making the place appear truly extraordinary.

Gu Shi'an did not expect her to open with such a remark and was momentarily stunned. Of course. Qi Shiyun had never liked her. Coming over this early in the morning, she could only be looking for Chen Xiao.

Later on, when Grandfather arrived and life improved, she never lacked for clothes, food, daily necessities, or money.

"Then, Young Master Ye, how do you suggest we clear up the misunderstanding between us?" Guan Long tried his best not to lose his temper. Having struggled and climbed his way up in Tianjing City for so many years, this was the first time he had felt such humiliation.

Wang Feng was incredibly moved. He had only asked for half a day off, yet his captain had granted him a full day. This was the greatest favor he could have been shown.

Why was the Ninth Prince, Xuanyuan Jing, released from the palace? And why was he placed specifically by Xuanyuan Che’s side?

Noticing the stubble on Luxu’s chin—which perhaps hadn't been shaved for several days—a thought stirred in her heart. She reached out to touch it; it was prickly. Just as she was about to pull back, a hand came across and gripped hers. His long eyelashes trembled, and his dark eyes opened, clear and alert.

Yinxiang rubbed his chin, feeling that something was not quite right, though he couldn't put his finger on it. He simply waved his hand. "Never mind. I shall go over once I have changed my clothes." He instructed the salt worker to go ahead and notify them first.

I frowned, truly unable to bear his use of the word "scrap" to describe a child. But in order to ask about what followed, I restrained myself and asked, "What method do you use to tame him, or them? Why do his eyes glow green?" This latter point had always been a source of confusion for me.

Yukihira Soma had changed into a standard Chinese-style chef's uniform. He followed Xiang'en’s instructions in a flurry, and any slight error or negligence would inevitably draw a barrage of cold, mocking rebukes. Fortunately, he was naturally thick-skinned and resilient, so he bore the pressure and buckled down to learn the kitchen work.

"I am not laughing at you. I actually admire you for the sacrifice you made for your family," Ye Xiangchen said calmly.

By the time she arrived at the bar, night had already fallen. The bar was just opening, and she was the first guest to walk inside.

Chen Fei knew in his heart that this was likely all the inside information Long Sanmao could provide. After all, he was only the third-in-command of the Green Dragon Gang; it was impossible for him to know all the core secrets given his status.