The Empress's Difficult Path

Of course, Bugatti would not reply to her. Li Jiayu sat beside it in a daze for quite some time before finally standing up and going upstairs.

Yu You buried herself in her studio work all morning. By about noon, she took the initiative to send a message to Ou Ting, inviting him to lunch.

“How is he supposed to stop all this?” This was the question weighing on Chen Zizhen’s mind. He was deeply curious how the person who was valued by his superiors and leading this great conflict would put an end to it.

After receiving her award, Li Jiayu hurried out. Following Duan Weiqi’s reminder on WeChat, she took her car keys, leaving her belongings in the trunk.

As he grew older, her admiration for him only deepened, and a faint longing began to stir in her heart. People are always drawn to strength.

Though his talent was remarkable, his cultivation progressed much slower than Jiang Yunqing and his companion. With his humble origins, he had no deep ties to Xiwú, while Jiang Yunqing and his companion now led Xiwú and were intimately connected to its fate.

Zhang Jialiang laughed, “Go ahead and play, don’t mind me! But don’t go too far, or I’ll pull you out!” As he spoke, he poked Wang Ba in the cheek with his finger.

Due to the refraction of light, it looked as if a mirror had been placed in front of Lan Ran. Bullets struck the barrier, instantly rippling out in delicate waves before bouncing away in all directions.

Old Jing remained silent, and the longer his silence lasted, the brighter the smile on Third Elder Shentu’s face grew.