Chapter 156 Let Me Tell Your Fortune

Su Qingli sat down and spoke in a clear and orderly manner, "I usually have nothing to worry about, but even if the few of you calculated it, none of it is good news. I’ve been so worried I can’t eat or sleep, and yet you all kept it from me! What if I hadn't figured it out? Senior Brother probably wouldn't have been able to come back, right?"
Elder Ge sighed, a sense of self-reproach rising in his heart.
"I am not blaming you, I am only telling you, Master..."
"What are you doing?" Jiang Muzhan thought her own tone sounded extremely terrified, but to Beichen Liang, it sounded full of enticement.
Ji Yunlong gave a faint smile and did not push her further. He was in no mood and had no strength today. Once he fully recovered tomorrow, he would make her pay.
Just like the grandfather inside, companionless and left alone with machines, how desolate and lonely that must be.
Gu Xintong desperately wanted to open that door, but she had no strength left. Her hands gripped the tulle of her dress tightly, trying to lift them up, but she simply could not.
Crude, eyes wide with fury, face contorted and vicious, he yelled fiercely, "Get the hell out of here, you bastards trying to snatch food right out of a tiger's mouth! Dammit, if you don't want a share of the silver, go die in a corner by yourselves and don't stand in the way of the brothers making a fortune."
Yet she had to keep all of this buried deep in her heart, because she could not bear to let her parents worry about her any longer.
However, matters had already reached a settled conclusion. A few days after being sent out of the palace to await marriage, her father had hurried up to the capital in a fury.
Hearing this, the housekeeper immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He supported the noble yet lifeless Second Prince into the hall, then turned around to carefully wet a face towel with warm water. As he attended to wiping the prince's face and hands, he anxiously ordered the servants to prepare hot water.
Ah Dong was stunned. What did that mean? For a moment his mind failed to process it, and he could only watch as Guan Jinlan's fists clenched and relaxed, relaxed and clenched again, yet she remained silent.
Upon seeing Clark, Martha asked anxiously. Seeing that a battle was about to break out, she did not want Clark to get involved—there was no doubt that Clark was one of the main characters.
Her tone was unusually calm, yet the more exceptionally calm she sounded, the more terrified Yin Manqing became. In the end, she obediently left, giving them some private space.
Not long after Shen Xinliang left, Yan Lixiang, who had not visited Qin Yuefeng's residence for a very long time, arrived once more with a flushed face and a thick skin. Timid and ill at ease, she felt deeply embarrassed, yet after leaving this place countless times, she would always return devoid of any self-respect.
One of the Execution Demon's arms was hacked off, blood gushing out. Disregarding his wound, he applied a simple makeshift bandage and once again launched a fierce attack toward Ye Linfeng.
In less time than it takes to brew a cup of tea, the Golden Fire Cavalry had fully assembled and orderly followed Meng Tian toward Sanghai.
Yesterday's "launch ceremony" had already been reported on today, and the host Fu Caining was one of the main figures in the coverage, so everyone felt it was entirely natural for her to unveil the event.
Even though Shen Ye had already asked Peter to handle the matter before Yin Manqing begged him, he stubbornly kept the truth from her at this moment, even deliberately concealing it.
The middle-aged man bent down to pick up the medicine bottle Ye Qiu had thrown away, carefully examined the characters on it, handed it to Wang Hui, and gently shook his head.
"Do you guys still intend to keep contacting the Dragon Palace over there? Most of them have already defected to the Immortal Clan, haven't they?" Qin Wushang asked in astonishment.
It was precisely under such circumstances that Li Zeng, who was considered by everyone to be completely off the list of competitors, emerged as a dark horse.
Subsequently, Ruyan asked, "Young Master Lin, are there any other ways? I really like Young Master Lu."
With that crystal rock heart to refine the Single-Minded Sword, Wen Qingchen was confident he could directly forge it into a high-grade immortal artifact.
"Respected seniors, what are your requirements?" asked the person in charge of the Immortal Guard Palace conscientiously.
One could tell from their expressions that the two of them held deep apprehension toward Tian Erqiao.