Volume One, Chapter 47: Huang Yancheng's Request

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Just as Jiang Rulong was sulking, someone suddenly called out from outside.
“Young Master Lin Dong, Young Master Lin has arrived.”
“Wenwen, hurry and go out with the old master to greet him.”
An uncle outside called Jiang Wen’s name.
Jiang Wen looked disdainful. “What’s he come for again?”
The last contract at Happy Valley fell through, and in the end, it made Young Master Zheng unhappy. This had already made Jiang Wen want to break up with Lin Dong.
Yesterday, it was still Lin Dong who promised to buy her a beauty ointment to persuade her to change her heart, which was why she followed him to the auction.
But after going, nothing was successfully bid on.
At the time, Lin Dong had said, “Wenwen, this beauty ointment has been speculated up to over a hundred million; it’s really not worth it...”
Now, after what Madam Wen said, she was confused, as if it instantly overturned all her previous actions, stamping a big negation on them.
The strapless gown, with its pure white satin corset design, outlined her shapely figure exquisitely. The skirt, short in front and long in back, fluttered lightly with the breeze, giving a sense of elegance. She lacked her usual coquettishness but gained a delicate demeanor befitting a bride-to-be.
But just then, a tremendous force surged forth, shaking the machetes from their hands. Looking closely, it was Qing Mu who appeared before Chen Ba, wielding a strange blade—the very blade that had just blocked them.
These words were difficult to grasp. Tears fell like pearls into the wine cup, yet not a single ripple stirred.
Then, amidst the white flowing light, a great seal shot up into the sky. On this seal was a black tortoise, whose aura spread out, turning everything within a hundred miles into blocks of ice.
Ren Qian Cang moved closer to me again, letting me feel the changes in his body. He whispered hoarsely in my ear, “Don’t touch it again.” With that, he pressed down on me.
The damage caused by the miscarriage had indeed harmed the uterus; it seemed unlikely I would ever have children in this life.
Unease stirred in my heart. This matter of disrespect also involved me, and many public opinions blamed me.
Gao Shun and his men had just reached the north gate when they encountered Le Jin leaving the city. Neither spoke; both raised their weapons and took positions. Meanwhile, Zang Ba found himself in a crisis.

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These matters sounded simple enough but proved extremely difficult to accomplish.
That said, in the world of Thunderbolt, the heavy sword was supreme over other weapons. After much thought, swordsmanship was deemed best.
Clearing out bandits. Geng Sanqi was unfortunately killed; Zhao Er’s injuries weren’t too severe. The bullet passed through his left scapula, likely leaving holes in the bone. Ligaments and bones were injured, requiring a hundred days’ rest.
“What! You’re just going to let that bastard off so easily?” Bai Ruyu said with dissatisfaction.
Though theyI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.