Volume 1, Chapter 115: Soft Everywhere Except for the Mouth

Stepping into the office, Li Ruochu looked at Su Manin with a face full of confusion and asked, "Director Feng, did you scold Su Manin?"

Feng Yizhou replied with a cold expression, "I fired her."

Li Ruochu was slightly taken aback, then said, "Actually, there was no need for that. She only made things difficult for me at the company; she does have talent, after all. Besides, it’s rare to find such a beautiful and capable woman. You didn't have to be so harsh."

However, Feng Yizhou’s next words made Li Ruochu’s eyes widen in an instant: "At the Zhou family gala last time, she conspired with Wu Yangang to drug you."

Hearing this, Li Ruochu was consumed by rage. The next second, she rolled up her sleeves...

She then tremblingly picked up a long sword, aiming it at the black-clad assassins. She wanted to buy time and opportunity for the innocent young boy, abandoning any chance of committing suicide herself.

The hall was packed and rowdy, with many men drinking themselves into a stupor, casting fiery gazes at the songstress on the stage.

This man always gave her a sense of security, as if as long as he was there, no danger was a problem.

Chen Feng heard everything they said, but he ignored them and continued on his own path. He threw his life away while searching for the enemy’s weaknesses, finding the details of their attack strategies and combat styles with every death.

Peng Qirong asked several more questions but never received a satisfactory answer. He had no choice but to bid them farewell, as he had more urgent matters to attend to.

Wuyang embraced Mu Zigui with extreme roughness, her soft heart deeply touched, and then, tears bursting forth like a flood, she was the first to run out.

In the command center, a young general stared at Malfurion in shock, unable to believe the crazy idea he had just proposed.

The fire began to spread across the halted siege ram. It burned larger and more fiercely, forming a sea of fire in front of the Cao army.

"This is a matter of life and death; now is not the time for nonsense, so just be quiet and behave, do you understand?" Peng Qirong had long since lost all patience and was now just forcing himself to say these words to her.

"What else is there to say?" Teacher Xu looked at Tang Shi. For her, she still cared deeply about the opinions others held of Dong Zhuofan, especially the members of the inherited team that Dong Zhuofan coached.

Pushimitian: An habitual thief with a bounty on his head, and one who had never been caught until now. He was the same big-footed man from before whose feet could transform into fire-rats. His title was: Jumping Flame Rat.

"Qi Yun, I missed you." Xie Weiyi gently closed her wine-red eyes, rested her head on the arm she was clutching of Yuan Qiyun, and a sweet smile curled the corners of her mouth.

Although Ling Yebing appeared playful and unserious on the surface, in reality, she cared deeply and worried about her people, she just didn't like to show her emotions.

As soon as the words fell, the once clear lake water transformed into a gentle youth, his brows and eyes filled with water-like tenderness.

The giant tiger Bordeaux recovered its senses and swiped at it again, but this time there was no reaction from the giant stone egg; instead, the entire egg was smashed and sank deep into the road surface.

Seeing it was believing it—the three newcomers each had their own strengths and were far more capable than the three veterans had been when they started.

"Then shouldn't you have given the picture album to Honghui?" I was getting even more confused by what Old Eight was saying. What did this mean? Honghui had given him an inkstone, and he was being teased by Old Eight?

Li was still in her postpartum period, so Song withdrew after serving her wash. As it turned out, Fourth Master went to Song’s room that day anyway. He didn't even glance at her or say a single warm word, making Jinhui so angry she wanted to tear the roof off, but she didn't dare—she still had her reputation to consider.

Her father personally carried her to the dais, and accompanied by the wedding march and everyone’s applause, the ceremony was barely held. She was carried by her father the entire time. Her father did not shed a single tear from start to finish, and everyone seemed to have agreed not to cry, or at least, not to cry aloud.

Chongzhen was at a loss for words. In the entire Ming Dynasty, there were only a handful of people who could access state military secrets regarding the casting of cannons. If none of these top suspects were guilty, could it be... that some Duke was bored and wanted to build a few toys to hear them go boom?

Taking these two strikes was fine; if it meant letting his parents vent after they had been so worried for so long, then so be it. That was exactly what Zhang Wenyan thought.

Wu Sangui rose and looked up. Although he knew the two beautiful wives of Governor Li were stunning, he was still dazzled by the beauty of the two princesses, then turned to search for Chen Yuan’s figure.

"Liangliang is actually losing his temper with me; that's so annoying." He Yujiao pouted coquettishly and slowed her pace in a huff.

As his palm pierced in, the veins on Mo Ruyang's forehead bulged. Because he was using all his strength, the skin and flesh on his face began to twitch.

"Tian Tian, don't talk nonsense." Lan Guang pretended to be angry, scaring Tian Tian into shrinking closer to my side.

While the people in Zhongdu City were eliminating the demonic beasts and clearing the city, the thunder tribulation of Xiao Zifei’s true self also ended. Xiao Zifei swallowed a large amount of medicinal pills, finally stabilizing his injuries and recovering some of his true essence. Although severely wounded, he had successfully survived the thunder tribulation.

How could Li Rufeng not notice his strange behavior? It was just that the journey was fraught with danger, and there had been no time to ask about it.

However, how could Shen Tao care about his own pain at this moment? He immediately looked toward Xinyan.

But this was the first time I had ever felt so lost, not knowing what to do even before the danger arrived.

"Princess Xiaoyang entered the Qiankun Hall and said only one thing: she requested the Emperor to cancel her engagement to the Crown Prince. I think you should know why!" There was a hint of anger in Prime Minister Liu's voice. He had not expected his usually gentle and virtuous wife to have such ambition and ulterior motives.

"Yu Xiao is right. If you really can't eat it, just leave it aside. It’s nothing important; I keep a wolfhound, and it can take care of these things." Yu Qi also nodded and told Luo Kun to make himself at home and not to be so formal.

After the old lady passed away, Liu Shifan only touched her head on the day of the funeral. He seemed to want to say something, but for some reason, after thinking about it, he swallowed his words.