Chapter 163: Wasn’t All This What You Told Me? (Part One)

Yu Xu looked at her helplessly. "The Chi family's situation can't compare to yours. The servants around you were carefully selected and strictly disciplined by your parents, but that child's mother has to manage both the household and the winery—how could she possibly have the time to oversee the servants?"

It was already impressive that they could carry out their duties methodically without slacking off or shirking work.

Xiao Huan nervously pursed her lips. "Later, the two porters previously scheduled by the madam to pick up wine came..."

"What’s going on here?" The Fire Phoenix King was immediately baffled as he looked around the vast space, which clearly wasn’t the Fire Phoenix Secret Realm.

This time it was Elder Shi who was stunned. He hadn’t expected An Bochen to know so much. Fortunately, all he said was true, and after a brief moment of surprise, he regained his composure.

Just then, a streak of golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, rolling like a wave toward Ruolan. A graceful figure followed, appearing high in the distant sky.

Sleeping, Feng Wan weakly waved her hands. Her cherry lips parted, but no sound came out.

Liu Fenglian glanced thoughtfully at the carriage behind them, her eyes flickering. She not only knew there was another beauty inside that carriage but also guessed where this beauty had come from.

After spending half a day in the room and seeing the bright sunshine outside with laughter all around, Zhang Qi stepped out.

Feng Wan didn’t need to look back to sense the man's inner turmoil behind her. Her eyes turned cold, and she strode forward. In the blink of an eye, she left Zhao Jun far behind, not once turning back until she entered her own tent.

The Dragon Slayer battle was over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to the Demon Sword, this fight was truly fierce. Thirty percent of their men died underwater, and all seemed lost, but fortunately, the Five Spirit Wheels locked down the dragon, giving everyone a chance to catch their breath. Although the ordeal was brief, the tension was a rollercoaster of ups and downs.

If an immortal cultivator can forge an immortal talisman of sixth rank, then his level as an earth immortal could indeed be called a terrifying sacred realm.

"I’m not dead. I’m saved," she murmured, the joy of survival nearly bringing her to tears. Then she remembered how she had been saved.

If he couldn’t guess, it didn’t matter—at worst, she would just sleep outside tonight; it had nothing to do with them.

Although the points from the Sky Island hadn’t been settled properly, as time passed, the points gradually accumulated.

But just as she fretted, her palm suddenly itched. He was writing—he was writing in her palm.

With approval granted, they howled like wolves and charged toward the unopened container, their eagerness akin to starving for days and suddenly smelling a delicious meal.

"Nana, if you can control Rayquaza, you’d truly be a 'Champion.' If Rayquaza unleashed its full power, even I probably couldn’t control it!" Serena chuckled beside her.

Her jade-like feet suddenly lifted, stepping out countless paces at a speed too fast for the naked eye to discern. Kalifa flipped over, stepping lightly as if walking on the moon.

Now, Xuan Qing had become Ye Gucheng’s substitute for the final battle atop the Purple Forbidden Peak. She was about to face Ximen Chuixue in his stead and had prepared extensively for this.

Wu Bin didn’t think there was much he could do to help Tang San. Ghost hunting? He was realistic enough to know that not holding them back was already a blessing. Borrow money? Forget it—these people earned hundreds of thousands to millions in a night, while he, a nobody, didn’t even have ten thousand in total assets.

Outside the ward, two bodyguards arranged by him stood watch, allowing Gu Xifeng to leave worry-free to buy dinner.

Mu Ran tilted his body to grab the iPhone 8 from the cabinet, glanced at the tap display, then waved the phone at Tang San.

Unlike the plain flavor of the earlier banquet, this dish was rich and full-bodied, leaving a fragrant taste lingering on the palate. One would wish to drink every drop of the broth to avoid any waste.