Chapter 54 You'd Better Say Less
"Boss Fu..."
Chen Fan looked at Fu Xueyue's profile, a trace of emotion in his eyes.
What Fu Xueyue had just said had truly touched his heart.
In this era, when someone isn't even afraid of being cheated out of their money by you, what else is there to fear?
"What?" Fu Xueyue raised an eyebrow.
......
Qin Hao trembled violently all over, unable to suppress a muffled groan as a trickle of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
When their eyes met, Xu Yanru paused for just a second before looking away, putting on an unconcerned expression.
With that, he gently raised his hand, and Ah Meng stepped forward, placing a scroll of animal hide on the table. The Fourth Prince gently unfolded the hide. Lying inside was a short sword about half a meter long. It was forged from some unknown material, pitch-black and glossy, with a razor-sharp edge that chilled the heart just to look at it.
Wasn't this blatantly trying to rip people off? Could it be that he was also a miser who quantified everything with money? Whenever a miser met a miser, her heart suffered greatly.
After wiping the external moisture off the clothes, she then wiped off the facial mask, took a mouthwash cup to soak a towel, and carefully wiped a few times before Lin Manman went to check on Pei Zheng's bed.
All the various buff potions in the system inventory were discarded unused, and the mysterious iron kitchen knife capable of cutting through hair falling on it was not brought out either.
She wondered if Wang Yue knew Luo Jiajian; since they grew up in the same residential compound, they should know each other.
Tong Xuemei blushed. "Weiwei, you just love making fun of me. I'm not talking to you anymore." With that, she returned to her own bed.
Lin Fan took several bites of the meat, and his strength recovered significantly, allowing him to speak with vigor. He found that having good food was truly wonderful. He realized that even the meat from the Warring States period was this delicious. When he was a king of soldiers executing missions in the jungle, he had to subsist on rats, rabbits, wild pheasants, and wild fruits.
Originally, Qin Qian and the others thought Bo Luanzhou had come to negotiate terms, but to their surprise, he opened his mouth with an apology.
"You are quite good. From today onwards, the Shengyuan Country Alchemy Guild branch will be under your charge," Gu Feng instructed.
Ximen Zhuixue told Gu Feng the whole story of what had happened, including his feud with Qian Feng and how Qian Feng had framed him.
Seeing her ignore him, Lin Yu clenched his fists tightly in anger. Even if she was the Empress, acting this way was simply too willful and unbridled.
Her gaze flickered, and at some point, a long sword gleaming with an icy, cold light was tightly grasped in Yun Rou's hand.
That's right, at this moment, Yun Rou had fallen deeply in love with her father. Mature uncles and the like were simply the coolest.
"Drink, drink, drink. You'll get alcohol poisoning sooner or later." Despite her words, Zhang Yuning still picked up a wine glass to pour a drink for Gu Qiao.
Song Yulan and Liu Yunmian had also come over out of boredom to see how Nuannuan was doing. Hearing that Nuannuan's elders had arrived, they came to pay a visit, never expecting to walk in and see Lady Yu making things difficult for Nuannuan and Feng Fei.
If true blood left behind by such a supreme expert could be successfully reversed back to its origin, it would surely produce a madly coveted divine artifact. Whether it was that person's divine abilities or the secrets contained within the bloodline origin, both were worthy of Zhang Qian's madness.
No matter what An Bai said, Elder An simply ignored him directly, and the atmosphere suddenly grew stern.
Come to think of it, she had been here for tutoring for so long without having a gathering with the Xiang family, so she felt a pleasant surprise in her heart.
About half an hour—truly a very long time, during which every minute detail was tended to by Lu Yu.
The glaring white ceiling before him, along with the scent of disinfectant in the air, reminded him that he was back in a hospital bed.
"How could that be?" Ling Tian hugged Wang Yaoyan instead, kissing her before lying down on the sofa, resting his head on her long legs with an expression of utter dilemma.