Chapter 124: The Roll of Honor—With Grandpa Here, No One Dares Bully You
"Ahem."
Gu Bin knew that his grandmother had always harbored resentment toward his grandfather for snatching away her precious grandson all those years ago. Even after so much time, she had never been able to let it go, and any mention of him would instantly ignite her ire.
If she wanted to call him a broken old man, so be it; he did not want to argue with his grandmother over such a triviality. As long as she was happy, she could say whatever she liked—besides, his grandfather couldn't hear her anyway.
"Hello, Grandpa and Grandma." Wang Fan and Li Liang had visited the military compound before and had met the two elders.
Seeing that the two had ceased their bickering, Gu Shuangyun stepped forward and offered greetings to Zhou Ruoshui and Yue Ying in turn: "Shuangyun pays her respects to Madam and to Sister-in-law." With that, she retreated back to her place.
Hearing these words, the Emperor suppressed his sorrow, his face darkening as he waved a hand. "Enough. I shall not force you. Yang Wei, escort the Crown Prince out and convey my imperial edict: until I have recovered, the Crown Prince shall oversee the affairs of the state." Having said this, he closed his eyes and remained silent.
"Your Highness may rest assured; once we are in the great hall, this old minister will certainly do everything in his power to assist you." Seeing that the Prince was still hesitating, Zheng Yunlin felt compelled to offer another dose of reassurance.
This was what Lagmanges could not understand, which was why he had come to seek answers from Rufins.
This was the sum total of all the liches on the Divine Grace Continent; it was possible that there weren't even that many liches in existence on the entire continent.
The host looked as if he had just survived a catastrophe. He scrambled to his feet, too flustered to even brush the dust from his trouser legs, just as several staff members dressed in biohazard suits approached him.
Yet, unexpectedly, the play had become reality. Zhu Yingtai was truly so innocent—heavens, what was to be done?
Krogie, an ogre hero standing two meters tall and wielding a spiked club, was engaged in a heated discussion with Reyvol. Kender climbed slowly toward them on his wyvern.
"Wrong, wrong! How could such an ability possibly exist? Guess again!" Li Xunqiu’s eyes crinkled into crescent moons of laughter.
If an ordinary family could obtain a top-grade medicinal pill, they could propel themselves into the ranks of the elite families within just a few short years.
Hanako sat before the vanity in her gorgeous kimono, staring blankly at a family photograph, longing for her aging mother and her young siblings back in her hometown. She wondered where in North China her father, who had been away at war for years, might be, and how she could ever find him.
With that, Lin Feng immediately began finalizing the list for the inspection trip. Once confirmed, he had the administrative department book the tickets, and that very evening, he departed with his team for Jiangyang City.
Steward Chen replied respectfully. He did not know what had occurred to warrant the personal arrival of the three titans of the aquatic spirit beasts, but he recalled their recent armed assault and wondered—could it be that they were here to offer an apology?
"What are you afraid of? The soundproofing in this van is excellent, and no one knows it belongs to us. Even if they did, so what? A person like that, doing such a thing, deserves to be exposed for all the world to see." Wu Yani waved her hand dismissively, seemingly desperate for everyone to know.
He was about to charge into Lin Ying’s room when Zhang Liang grabbed him and threw him a great distance away.
These red threads, emerging from the depths of the night, first ensnared the eagle’s wings, preventing it from ever taking flight again.
Looking at the claw marks on the door, it served as a lesson to everyone: if something is not to be trifled with, never reach out to touch it.
He had been in the world of Nirn for some time now, but he still could not accept the local aesthetic regarding Argonian women.
Although Qi Ling had mentioned a few things about her good-for-nothing father, Qi Lijin, she had not forgotten the days her mother and she had spent in the village. Even if the original soul was dead, those days of suffering had been truly miserable.
In the hospital room, the pupil of Shu’s mechanical eye slowly rotated, watching the boy, Jun, who had entered the fourth stage on his hospital bed. His expression became grave and solemn, as if filled with pity.