Chapter 43: Makes Sense

"Who are you? Why are you mocking our little brother Jiang Chen?"
In the alley, hearing the laughter coming from the corner, Su Luoxue was the first to object. She looked toward the corner, frowned, and scolded, "How rude! We have money, what business is it of yours?"

"Oh, old auntie, your tongue is sharp!"

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When he presented this item before Ning Fuchen, Ning Fuchen's expression changed, and this subtle shift was caught by the young man with blue hair.

"Get out of here, Zhuo Tianxue! Who do you think you are? Don’t think I don’t know what you put in that pastry. If you want me to eat it, dream on!" Zhuo Tianfeng glared fiercely at Jiang Xinyu, as if she would knock Jiang Xinyu to the ground without hesitation if given the chance.

Manager Lin looked up in surprise at Xiao Xiwei, but saw her face icy cold. Though he felt aggrieved, he ultimately held back from arguing with her.

Their status was not low; ordinary people might not recognize them, but within their industry, they were leaders. Now, after such an incident, not only would they become laughingstocks, but their reputations would be ruined, mocked by others.

If one doesn’t cripple the wolf while strong and healthy, should one wait until weak and sickly to let it take a bite?

A courtyard belonging to the Jiang family—the exclusive residence of the family head. After Jiang Yun became the head, he lived here. It was the best location and facility in the entire Jiang family estate.

Now Divine Physician Lu faced two choices: one was the road to ruin, the other was to go back on his word. If he could cure the poison after all, no matter who had administered it, his previous claim that it was incurable would reveal much about his medical ethics.

When Cao Zheng first began cooperating with the Crown Prince, his only focus was saving his son. He never considered that, once successful, he would fall under the Crown Prince’s control.

Though Xiao Xiwei had long foreseen such an outcome, truly accepting it left her feeling deeply troubled.

Ahead lay verdant mountains, dotted with villas—the wealthy district of the eighth area. Each villa stood separated by some distance; compared to the commoner district, the contrast was stark as night and day.

He was already very close. Ye Xiaofeng suddenly accelerated, his explosive burst in that instant rivaling even an earth immortal.

Facing the enemy, Master Hongjun, Zhang Haotian offered his own solution: abandon the Primordial Purple Qi and reincarnate to cultivate anew.

This formation could link countless Five-Colored Divine Stones together; otherwise, the stones could not mix well, making it difficult to fulfill their role in repairing the heavens.

Chu Tianze flew around the mountain peak and soon discovered a pale yellow fruit growing on the cliff face, exuding a rich fragrance that could be smelled from afar.

Think of that well-known actor surnamed Wang; didn’t he give his agent and wife the chance to put a cap on his head when he joined the military reality show?

As for the ones responsible—Zhang Haotian and Wuji—the entire Wu Tribe naturally treated them with utmost respect. Even Di Jiang and Xuan Ming greeted Zhang Haotian and Wuji warmly as "Fellow Daoist," freely offering all resources and help without hesitation.

She feared that if the conversation continued, Jiangnan would really win the shopkeeper’s heart with his eloquence. After all, she’d heard the shopkeeper was still single.

The ten elders flew while emitting ghostly wails, shrill and soul-shaking. Hearing these sounds, the eight students’ hearts trembled in terror.

Prince Tianyi’s diplomatic mission this time had fulfilled its main alliance objective. Yet, as for the task assigned by Shagen, though he had exerted every effort, the outcome could not be called ideal.