Chapter 115: A Thousand Pieces of Gold Are Easy to Come By, but a True Friend Is Hard to Find

Not long after, Ye Cheng and Su Chan returned to the shop. The moment they were back, Su Chan looked at Ye Cheng with tearful, glistening eyes.

"Ye Cheng, I know I shouldn't have left so abruptly—it was rude of me, and I wasn't being gracious about it. But I really couldn't hold back my anger. Do you think I'm being childish?"

To Ye Cheng's surprise, after returning to the shop, Su Chan...

The second was to exploit the unspoken relationship between Chen Jialuo and Qianlong, making one final attempt to use it to overthrow the Qing and restore the Ming.

"Sister Qianqian, thank goodness you're back. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to bear leaving the old village chief. Look—ever since you returned, the old man and his wife smile far more often than before," Lin Yuhan said with a grin.

Cold Twilight rode home in the daylight. The moment he entered the residence, he went straight to Xiao Yang's courtyard. Seeing Xiao Yang's expression as calm as ever, his heart tightened with unease.

Thus, even though they had found a box of raw gemstones, Lady Zheng felt as though something were clawing at her heart, giving her no peace.

Earlier it had been a sharp decline; now, though the situation had stabilized, the curve was still fading away. Watching it, his mood grew tense, and he no longer dared ask any technical questions. Everything indicated that a nightmare was already closing in.

"How could I possibly not be his match? I was talking about exorcism methods! Your cultivation is far lower than his now, and your ghost-dispelling techniques count for nothing in his eyes. Even the ritual implements..." King Yama explained.

A screech came—the sound of scraping—jolting Xia Qingqing, who had been lost in thought without knowing what she was thinking. It was her sleek sports car scraping against the guardrail by the roadside.

This was something given to her—why should she have to hand it over, and to someone like Lady Zheng at that?

The old monk knew his end was near. Before he died, he sat himself in a water vat, and then closed his eyes forever. The mourners around him wept loudly, and after a while, they began to chant the Great Compassion Mantra.

Xia Qingqing, standing nearby, looked at Long Qing and, for no reason she could name, felt a sudden pang of sorrow. The coach marrying her own sister had always been the outcome she wanted—so why, the moment the wedding date was set, did she feel a little heartache?

"Talking about that is useless!" Prince mused. "Right now, the question is where Cao Yuanhang could have gone. Du Kang returned to the village, and I don't know if he's back yet. I'm worried Du Kang might go looking for Cao Yuanhang!" As he spoke, his gaze suddenly locked onto Jiang Shan.

When the figures appearing in the precious mirror were compared against the figures in each of their own memories, many disciples of the Chiyang Sect began to feel their hearts turn cold.

Jiang Yi was also pleased to see the comments on Weibo, and even more delighted by those filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

His limbs hacked off, the captive let out a series of shrill, miserable screams that were unbearable to hear.

Jun Ci remained fairly silent. She was also thinking—if she and Jiang Yi started dating, what would actually become different?

Yue Zhan did everything with steps, with schemes, with plans, and even his unreasonable, willful tantrums concealed hidden intentions.

"No matter what team we draw, we'll have to defeat them sooner or later. What's the rush?" Lu Qianxun said.

After Marquis Weiwu, Ji Su, left with General Zhang and General Luo, Yang Yue looked around in dazed fear, and then was pulled by the Marquis's wife, Sun, toward the interior of the Marquis's mansion.

"I remember we had just gotten off the highway, and then a car crashed into us..." As for what happened afterward, she had no memory at all.

Seeing the subtle change in the others' expressions, Lan Ling'er narrowed her eyes slightly. She had no intention of helping Mo Shang settle his household affairs. Today, she had originally come out on Mo Yu's invitation, and since the time had arrived, she wouldn't stand on ceremony any longer.

It could be said that heaven had eyes. Nan Xueyu had been thinking about how to deal with the Xie family first—stripping away Xie Yilian's support before eliminating her, in order to avenge her elder sister. But her father's injury handed her the perfect opportunity. This time, even if the Xie family pleaded on her behalf, Xie Yilian could not escape death, saving her much trouble.