Chapter 118: Ouyang Suddenly Proposes Separation

Chen Chen looked at Ouyang Junyan, then at Fang Zhiyin. He knew perfectly well that it would be more appropriate for him to disappear at this moment, but unwilling to simply leave, he spoke up, "Brother-in-law, how are you feeling now? Are you truly alright?"

Ouyang Junyan’s mind was a chaotic blur. He was certainly not "alright," but he couldn't let Fang Zhiyin worry. He himself didn't know which parts of his body were doing well and which were not; he only felt the pain at the site of his wounds, and seeing Fang Zhiyin so distressed... he could only imagine that his complexion must look terrible.

"Chen Chen, you are very kind, but you should head back now," Fang Zhiyin said, turning to him before shifting her gaze to the silent Ouyang Junyan.

Hearing her say this, Chen Chen naturally understood.

Facing Wei Su’s retaliatory punches and kicks, the three men could only shield their heads with their hands, crying out in pain and begging for mercy.

"Mom, there's an uncle here to see you," Yulan ran to my side and pointed at President Fu, who was carrying a box of Mengniu breakfast milk.

While he mentally disparaged Lin Su, his mood was actually excellent. Now he had someone to cover for him; in the official world, what one fears most is having no backing. How far could someone without connections really go?

His intention was to decompose the Soul Society into spirit particles and reconstruct it, thus stripping the Soul King of his ability to fuse with the world, making him vulnerable to death.

However, Lin Su had not anticipated that the more he accepted all comers, the more numerous and thorny the problems would become.

Zhang Zhengjie felt particularly furious. He truly wanted to give Lin Su a sound beating, but as a long-time leader, he remained calm. He would always find a way to resolve the various problems he faced.

However, no matter how hard he searched, he could find no one; the surroundings were devoid of a single figure, pitifully silent.

Pretos was in much better condition than Gloria. Aside from his outer garments being gone and his appearance shifting from the pale white of bone to the charred black of coal, at least he hadn't turned into a cinder like Gloria.

Speaking to the end, she even felt like going up and striking Li Tianfeng, but seeing his current injuries, she could only heave a soft sigh. "Can you really not take better care of yourself? Why must you torment yourself like this?" Her voice was filled with pity.

This was especially true for the Hyuga main branch, which, though small in number, existed like a stubborn, chronic disease.

This was his greatest fear: that his father would be swayed by his cold-hearted mother’s pillow talk and develop a dislike or prejudice against him.

"This banquet is of great importance! Everyone must take it seriously! If anyone brings shame to my Xuanyang Sect, I will certainly not show leniency! Do you understand?!" Dai Ba’s stern voice echoed throughout the venue.

Although they maintained ongoing cooperation with the Central Station, Lu Chen and Yi Lin had not seen each other for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that his family had served in the military for three generations and contributed to the country, the Commander would have transferred him away long ago.

But thinking of what Uchiha had said, "I don't think you have any value worth cooperating with Terra."

Since entering the military academy, Qing You had ranked first in every subject assessment year after year. Combined with her outstanding appearance, temperament, and background, she was hailed as an academic genius and campus beauty, with numerous admirers.

Although Su Jianxue and Yun Yi usually appeared quite amiable, they were by no means people to be trifled with.

If there was anyone in the entire Lu family who could earn a pleasant look from Lu Fang, it was likely only Lu Linrong, followed by Lu Wei.

The crowd’s fervent gazes were glued to that flash of brilliant green. The banquet hall instantly fell into a deathly silence, leaving only the sound of faint breathing.

"You’re in such a rush to call me over; you wouldn't be trying to use our Zhuozhuo for publicity, would you?" Zhai Min raised an eyebrow.

"Yufeng, that’s enough!" Gu Zekai’s voice was dark and hoarse, laced with a hint of impatience.

At this moment, he fiddled with Doctor Yun’s face for a long time, but nothing came off except for a layer of skin flakes.

Mado Akira immediately changed her expression as she looked at Ryuzawa, for she knew exactly what he was referring to.

At the thought of Jun Mojin’s deep, demonic ink-black eyes, Ye Luo shuddered. It seemed he would have to continue shielding his mistress from these unwanted romantic entanglements, lest the Master find out and send him to the desert to dry salted fish again.