Chapter 35: The Border Guards Watching and Waiting

In the side hall, Tang Yu pointed coldly at Su Qi, who was kneeling on the ground, and sneered, "Su Qi, you are truly capable—within a single day, you managed to scheme against Shen Qian, against Tingqin, and even against me. Was it also your idea for Su Huan to lead me to the brothel to look for you?"

Seeing that everything had been exposed, Su Qi accepted his guilt with composure. "Your Majesty, please punish me as you see fit!"

Tang Yu walked forward...

In the mirror, she saw herself with her hair parted and styled into a simple Tang-style falling horse bun. A gold-and-jade hairpin was inserted where her hair divided, with tassels dangling from it. Even without any makeup, she looked strikingly beautiful.

Over at Jinnan Residence, although the leaders such as Huang Fang and Zhou Zhaodi had already gone abroad, if the old ladies found out later that the brown sugar was not saved for them, they would surely sulk again.

With better endurance, greater safety, and stricter quality control, this type of battery could easily break into the market.

Guo Yang gave a slight smile and suddenly stretched out his five fingers, extending a clean and slender hand as if nothing had happened.

Geng Mo naturally didn’t take his words seriously. If he truly refused to give him those three million, the man would probably turn hostile on the spot—people are just that pragmatic.

Wang Yanhua put away his phone with satisfaction, finding that the food before him no longer seemed so tasteless.

He had thought he could spar a little with Yang Qi, but now it seemed that Yang Qi was not someone he could possibly contend with.

Yet the news that Chu Mi had been selected as the new spokesperson for Sweet reached Si Rong's ears in less than ten minutes. Si Rong was so furious that smoke seemed to pour from all seven orifices. She smashed everything she could reach before she finally calmed down a little.

"This puff pastry is well-made; it feels softer than the ones from Golden Arch," Zhou Zhaodi was first to comment, still brooding over her previous competition with the Golden Arch taro pies.

"That which is immortal, is bound to fall." Yang Qi advanced, his grand and resonant voice echoing as countless chariots of light appeared in the sky. Upon them stood gods—flaming giants of light wielding spears and lances forged from thunder, rolling forward. They trampled the battlefield, waging war on heresy.

In three to five years, the investment could be recouped, and everything beyond that would be pure profit. A single investment could yield returns for more than a decade.

There was both relief for Wu Dalang and regret for Yan Fang, but these were all gallant men—there was no time for sorrow. Zhang Qing quickly told the staff to bring out the wine.

After three cups, Li Chengqian realized that his third brother had truly spared no expense this time. This wine was rich, mellow, and lingered sweetly—no wonder it was a vintage aged over a century.

They were, of course, no longer at the Zhang residence, but likely in one of its other compounds. This was common—wealthy families in ancient times often bought several estates, assigning them to family members or moving between them with the seasons.

"Are you comfortable here?" Although the young scholar before him had insulted him, Li Gang showed no displeasure or animosity, remaining affable and kind.

Damn, I'd only ever heard of the ruler being used to hit hands, but turns out it's just as effective on the backside.

She sat for a while longer, but with nothing to do and unwilling to stay in the mansion to endure the ladies' tempers, she called for Madam Wang to bring the child and decided to go out. Zishu followed behind—the wounds on her face had been dressed, but her lovely features were now marred.

At that moment, 'Allure' seemed to have chosen its favored prey, and the entire wedding dress lunged in that direction.

Pan Jinlian, hearing his earnest words, knew he was sincere, yet felt a faint reproach—if only he had shown intention, it would have been even better. But this thought vanished as quickly as it came.

How could this young man from the Golden Howl family, Jin Nanzhe, possess such terrifying strength? He was fundamentally different from the so-called promising youths of the spirit beast clans they had seen before.