Chapter 116: The Sorrows of the Su Father and Son

Ye Cheng only needed a glance at Su Boyong and his son Su Zhongfan to know that the pair had already been troubled by Wu Qihao’s relentless tactics. In the past, they were no match for Wu Qihao in business. Now, even with supplies from Peach Blossom Valley, having seized much of Wu Qihao’s market and earned tens of millions, Wu Qihao’s new price cuts, gifts, and free consultations had left them at a loss.

Ke Xun listened with delight, while Hua An seemed puzzled, suspicion written on his face. Lin Sheng, however, said nothing. Before long, Lin Sheng’s three schools of soldiers lined up and charged into the city.

“Madam, there’s an alley ahead with a place that serves excellent food,” he said, scooping up a spoonful of wontons and feeding himself.

“Did you not hear what I said?” Cai Yuanchen, anger surging, slapped Yan Jincai, forcing him to swallow the rest of his words.

“If neither of them can do anything to the other, doesn’t our watching make us look like fools?” someone muttered softly.

He understood that it wasn’t Huo Jun and the others who had discovered or ambushed him, but rather the shifting of time and space; stepping through the door, he was instantly swept up in its unpredictable changes.

Wang Xu: I never gather herbs or mine. You must be off doing something else when everyone is traveling or fighting monsters.

Ximen Wushuang could only agree. With his weakness in someone else’s hands, he had no choice but to tread carefully. Liu Xuefeng retreated to Jingya’s side, his mind full of doubts about the origins of this young hero.

“Jin’er, what did you say?” Chu Ruyun, stunned for a moment, instinctively turned to Jinxiu for an explanation, her tone betraying a confusion and tremble even she hadn’t expected.

Meanwhile, the Poison Grass Lord was still at ease, personally cooking up fox meat for everyone early in the morning.

“A nation is like a person, it too has a lifespan. Your Highness, don’t dwell too much on these matters, lest your thoughts turn astray and harm yourself,” Zhou Meng advised.

The difference between Jin Xiu and Liu Sheng Wuji was immediately clear, and both were equally outmatched by the Swordmaster.

Along the way, Machida Enko mentioned she had contacted Kasumigaoka Utaha’s homeroom teacher and learned about her two-week leave.

Ji Yang had thought the same before, but after truly undergoing the Heavenly Thunder trial and enduring its attacks, he realized how naive his earlier thoughts had been.

Yet despite her words, her face remained expressionless, so listening to her slightly dejected tone, Xia You felt not a hint of sympathy.

The Immortal in the Jar heard the WeChat notifications several times, but seeing Ji Yang occupied, he didn’t mention it, which left some people frustrated.

Therefore, even though Chu Yunduan provoked them, Zhao Hui and Guo Mo felt no urge to accept the challenge.

The feudal lords of this era could be called founders, but later generations saw an abundance of lords, which in turn diminished the reputation of Han dynasty nobles.

Coincidentally, after learning that Li Lin wouldn’t be home for dinner, Ouyang Yufei and Zhang Lin both went to the restaurant to find Wu Yan. Of course, this was just Zhang Lin’s excuse; in truth, she wanted to eat Li Lin’s fish, so she dragged Ouyang Yufei along.

“All right, let’s look for some fish nearby.” After walking for a while, Li Lin stopped and suggested.

“What!” Li Lin had never expected such a request. Could it be he was having a stroke of luck today?

Inside the window, the task elder recognized Mu Yuan and hurriedly nodded in response, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

“Ouch, ouch…careful.” On the hillside, the ground was full of rugged rocks. The gaunt Guo Tu suffered terribly; in just a short time, his leg was scraped open, blood streaming down, and he cried out in pain.

Paul’s face was livid, clearly furious to the extreme. As the ruler of the Abis Commercial Nation, he had never suffered such humiliation.