Chapter 144: The Spineless Su Baiyong and His Son

Su Zhongfan, like his father, immediately threw himself before Su Chan and began banging his head against the floor.

Although the father and son had realized that Ye Cheng had ensnared them, they did not dare reveal even the slightest trace of hatred.

For all their wickedness, the two were, at heart, nothing more than genuine cowards.

Just as with Ye Cheng’s shop before...

The paper workshop, the large spinning wheel, and the official pharmacy bureau had all been built for them with the help of the prefectural government and Princess Ji’an. Princess Ji’an had also opened up their trade routes, even delivering the merchant caravan straight to their doorstep.

To outsiders, Lu Jinnian had successfully incorporated the Zhang family into the Lu family. In truth, he had incorporated every member of the Zhang family into the demon race.

The carriage Lu Mingyang rode was indeed far better than Lu Lanni’s. Its cushions were luxuriously soft, and the curtains were made of thick, sturdy cloth.

More importantly, the powerful aura of a born superior that surrounded the man was not something an ordinary person could possess—or convincingly imitate.

Mu An’an looked up at the sky. The midday sun burned like a vast fireball, pouring excessive light and heat relentlessly upon the earth. Even the air felt stifling.

Damn it. During the three years Jiang Dai had spent with Gong Yanyuan, she had always retained the habit from before her rebirth of rinsing the bowls and chopsticks with hot water before eating.

Jiang Dai watched as Gong Yanyuan smiled at her with his long, alluring eyes. There was not the slightest hint of affection in his gaze, yet he pretended so naturally that nothing seemed amiss.

Yan Ruoqing’s beautiful, alluring eyes narrowed dangerously. They had merely spent one night together without protection, and he really thought she was pregnant?

He stared fixedly at the television, afraid to let his eyes wander or to make any untoward move. He could feel Mo Junyan’s gaze falling on him from time to time.

Mu An’an, however, had noticed none of this. After hearing those words, she was already heartbroken beyond measure. How could she have paid such close attention to anything else?

“Manufacturing weapons privately is a grave crime punishable by the extermination of nine clans. It seems the Feather Emperor has long harbored rebellious ambitions,” Shijie said after a moment of thought.

They were organized into teams, all placed under the command of those soldiers. The more than three thousand men were divided into groups of one hundred, each assigned to a centurion.

After the meal, the tireless Feng Gang swiftly cleared away the bowls and chopsticks, while Fang Zhentian brewed a pot of fine jasmine tea. Soon, its fragrance filled the entire room.

“Don’t kill me! I’m the city lord’s son. If you kill me, you’ll be wanted criminals throughout the entire country by tomorrow!” Zhang Wutian pleaded once he came to his senses.

Strictly speaking, that fat man only appeared fat compared with the thin one. From another perspective, he was not fat at all, merely powerfully built. Standing six feet one, he looked to weigh around one hundred and eighty pounds, but every inch of flesh on him was exceptionally firm.

Star coins were now the hard currency used by humanity. One star coin was equivalent to one gram of gold, so a scholarship of thirty star coins was indeed a considerable sum for an ordinary family.

Within the island’s numerous underground shelters, evolutionaries from every faction of the Earth Federation stared with bloodshot eyes, fists clenched and teeth gritted, their fury steadily building as they waited for the enemy to charge in and engage them in close combat.

If that distinguished lord had not explicitly ordered the four of them before they came here never to act on their own, he would have long since lost control and hacked the bastard into a thousand pieces.

It had taken great effort for Fang Ziran to encounter Shu Nianchen again—and on her own territory at that. He would not let a single opportunity for revenge slip away.

It seemed today truly was an auspicious day. Not only had his own disciple returned, but his senior fellow apprentice had also finally found love and was about to be married.

He and Li He were close enough to share a pair of trousers. They were brothers who could live and die together, and Li He had played a tremendous part in helping Nan Fansheng take him as a disciple.

Just like that, more than ten days passed. At last, I had nearly finished preparing the ingredients needed to refine the Tangxin Pill.

Jin Kaka knew perfectly well what he was thinking. She reached out and gave him a push on the shoulder, biting back a laugh as she spoke.