Chapter 46 Distributing Candies to All Nieces and Nephews

"Look at that rascal, he's thick-skinned enough. I didn't even kick him hard—see, he's run off again."

"Uncle Yi, Aunt Yi, where are you all heading with such a lively crowd?"

Just as the Yi family reached the entrance of the courtyard, they ran into a woman around Liu Guoxiang's age, carrying a basket of pigweed on her back from the edge of the courtyard terrace.

The moment they met, the woman took the initiative to greet them with a warm and polite smile.

"Oh, it's Aunt Shu. Is it your family's turn to deliver hogwash tomorrow?"

The True Monarch's coercion was released, extending outward, causing those high-level cultivators who were still attempting to probe to instantly behave themselves.

Entering the game, Sun Shangxiang saw on the loading screen that her jungler didn't even have a tier border, and her mentality almost collapsed.

Both Tong Wanrong and Qian Tingfeng were dumbfounded. What kind of joke was this? Lin Yuefeng had been perfectly fine—how on earth could he have died at a time like this?

As Jiang Wan and the hedgehog pushed open the hall door, they saw Chestnut sitting on the sofa playing a video game, and simultaneously caught the rich, savory aroma of roast meat.

Now that both superpowers had fallen, as long as the State of Chu continued to develop, it would undoubtedly become the most prominent one next.

A cruel smile tugged at the corners of Li Ziran's lips as he uttered words of gratitude, yet his large hand clamped around the other's throat never loosened in the slightest. Dragging the body like a dead dog, he walked up the steps toward the sect, leaving behind a trail of bloody footprints.

"For some reason, we exchanged attempts, but none succeeded," He Chongxiao said with a hint of desolation. His natural talent could be said to surpass all under heaven; in the words of the pugilistic picture-books Li Ziran liked to read, it was called overwhelming an entire generation.

By this time, Hall Master Feng and the men of the Azure Dragon Gang had hurried over, glaring furiously at the members of the Fierce Tiger Gang.

Luo Luo looked up at Chu Shengxuan in sheer disbelief, unable to understand why the person being blamed in the end turned out to be herself.

If Wolfe's head could rotate three hundred and sixty degrees, it could surely serve as a fully automatic grain mill right at this moment.

As for the craftsmanship, it was beyond description. This single outfit alone was probably enough to maintain an entire regiment for two or three years—truly an oppressive display of wealth!

Seeing this and burning with envy, Pang Dahai shamelessly sidled over to curry favor, only for Mao Jue to simply roll his eyes at him.

Roland's two bodyguards hurriedly consulted her wishes. When Roland nodded decisively, the two of them handed over Ah Bin, who was bound hand and foot, to Old Chen the Second. The rest of the people exchanged glances, each earnestly pondering Old Chen's words and making their final choice: whether to push forward or stop right here.

Wu Yumeng was also somewhat tempted. She had always yearned for the Fuchun Garden villas, yet never had the opportunity to step inside for a view. Today was her birthday, and Luo Chenghong had invited her to Villa Number Five, striking precisely at the softest part of her heart.

However, whether he could actually trick them into taking the items was still uncertain, so Mao Jue didn't pay much heed to his flattering words, nodding off and on indifferently.

"We do not know. What would Your Excellency have us do? We shall certainly follow your lead implicitly," the tall, thin workshop owner said excitedly, completely shedding his previous resentment toward the Mohists.

The habits formed by military campaigns were terrible, yet exceptionally practical. From top to bottom, the Blackcurrant Army simply didn't have the luxury of time to cultivate aristocratic, slow-paced dining habits; the life of the Norse was built upon ruthless survival.

Zheng Sen's subordinates were still daydreaming about dividing the spoils, utterly unaware that they had stepped onto a path of no return.

Hearing these rather evasive words, the group stared at Sheldon in unison as if looking at an extraterrestrial creature.

Shao Yang seemed to understand the reason behind the man's madness, suspecting it was the result of his own sensory perception being interconnected and symbiotically linked with Zou Dawei's. With this realization, he could confirm that the man's words were true.

"On the day of your grand wedding, you slipped into the Li residence amidst the chaos and hid in Fourth Young Master Li's bridal chamber. By the time Fourth Young Master Li was carried back to the nuptial room after nightfall, he was already dead drunk, and afterward the doors and windows were nailed shut."