Chapter 61 - Chapter 61

Li Weiting took a deep breath, seemingly gathering his courage, before reluctantly swallowing the piece of meat. His stomach immediately burned, but his expression remained unchanged. Opposite Shen Nantian, a middle-aged man with a hair tie, wearing a black samurai robe and clutching a long sword, sat cross-legged with closed eyes. Ren Taizi sat at the head, smiling at him. "Why has he become superfluous?" Li Weiting thought, shaking his head and getting up silently. Instead of returning to Jing Fengyuan, he left the Jade Mansion and headed straight for Lanxi Valley, where Bu Yu resided. Wen Ran paused her work, looking up at Mo Xiuchen, who obligingly bent down, his crisp male scent enveloping her. Bai Jue's "Fei" was an important avatar of its true form, having once helped Tobi recover and cultivate. After Tobi killed Madara and took on the alias "A-Fu," he used this very name. "An engagement isn't the same as marriage; there's still plenty of time before the wedding. Can we leave together with Brother Han then?" Gu Xinyue whispered, her head lowered. The crowd complied, and Long Yingtian finally nodded in satisfaction. He swallowed the pill and fed another to Bai Zhi, then took her hand and headed ashore. "Phew!" Hei Yan let out a long breath; he had never felt so humiliated and torn. With such a gem already in hand, Chen Xiuyuan couldn't bear to give up on other jadeite. Besides, having won the bid, backing out would be unthinkable—there might be hidden treasures they'd miss. "What should we do?" Tan Hui recalled his inherited memories but found no record of this matter. During the 69th jade auction, when Zhao Tianming placed a bid, no one else competed, quietly watching the excitement while glancing towards Xue Haoyu. The night deepened, and the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves disappeared, leaving the academy's bustling and impoverished areas starkly divided by a single wall, creating two distinct worlds. "No problem! Give me three days, and I'll have the shooting plan and budget ready," Xiao Yang replied immediately. "Can I use the copyrights from those companies to invest in Fengyun Music?" Li Hongbo asked, seeking an alternative. A young man pushing a bicycle, chatting and laughing with classmates, stopped in surprise upon seeing the scene, then excitedly leaned his bike against the wall and shouted over. "I tried to get the kid to call me godfather, but I refused!" Lin Mu scratched his head, thinking. "Sorry, this villa was a gift from an elder; I really can't sell it," Zhao Tianming waved his hand, cutting off Tao Pang's incessant chatter. Fang Zheng coughed up blood, staining his clothes red as blood-red plum blossoms bloomed on the ground. As for the migration leader, the brute turtle felt like he saw himself in the mine—worse off, for while he had no worries about food and clothing, he had lost the will to live. When Song Yong loaded the charcoal onto the cart and settled the account, Liu Mang found the price surprisingly cheap. Moreover, Zong Zhenji's influence was deeply rooted in the Qingliu faction, while Gu Weixian belonged to the Censorate. Zhu Geng had thought the deputy prime minister would show some restraint, but he was taken aback by the latter's decisiveness. Ge Xuan Yan effortlessly opened the black box, revealing a fan face lying quietly inside, dark and almost blending with the box. Qu Qingran greeted her with a beaming smile. If not for the familiar face and the overly solemn voice, she might have suspected Qu Qingran had been possessed by a wandering spirit. "Do you know anyone in the antique market? I refuse to believe no one appreciates the real deal," Sha Dutian said, stroking his chin. He took out a pearl—smooth, bright, and glowing with a rare luster. "No need for mercy—take them all out," Yang Xiu ordered, glaring at Jamie Ray and Pal. This humiliating battle left such a deep scar on the Ming courtiers that even a century later, the memory still sent shivers down their spines. It was also the most demanding aspect of Zhu Changluo's rules: relying on the camp made defense easy but offense difficult. With their own forces outnumbered, victory would test the generals' tactical prowess. After years of waiting, they realized children were the best emotional anchor and connection to Ye Haochuan. Lu Yu had planned to go south to learn how to make money with spiritual stones, which is why he hadn't recklessly used the stones from his spatial bracelet—intending to use them for tuition instead. Back in the main hall, it was early morning, and the disciples of Yuan Zhenmen were conducting their morning prayers. Han Yunzi was startled to see me approaching, then walked over. The brothers exchanged glances, nodded at Tuoba Jie, and left to prepare. When they returned, Tuoba Jie had already memorized all forty-nine steps of the equestrian and archery martial arts from the copper lock.