22 Small Cards

Zhang Liao, Gao Shun, and Xu Huang maintained a neutral stance, neither favoring nor opposing, and refrained from expressing any opinions, simply following Kang Peng’s orders.

Aside from their commemorative and ornamental value, these items held no practical use for themselves. Now that they were donated to the Empire's museum for public display, strictly speaking, it was merely a matter of passing from one hand to another.

Moreover, the incarnation of Pangu no longer needed to create the heavens and earth or strive to complete the Pangu imprint. Instead, it relied primarily on Zhao Xuan’s true spirit, using Pangu’s physical body as a vessel to forge a new primordial being, crossing once again to the other shore of chaos.

“Xiu’er, aren’t you going to help me freshen up?” Kang Peng leered lasciviously as he dragged Xiu’er into the room, pushing her onto the bed like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey...

When Gu Qingqing returned, Gu Manman and Madam Gu happened to come downstairs. Their eyes met, each harboring their own thoughts.

“That senior sister... she is none other than Wang Yan’s own elder sister,” Ying Huanhuan said, her delicate hands clasped together as she took a deep breath.

Adventurers nearby gasped in astonishment. The Surama Academy’s accelerated course was infamous for its extravagant spending—one-on-one instruction over ten lessons guaranteed a significant leap in magical prowess.

“If you trust me, let me take these few boxes back to Ningguo and figure out a way. Once I open them, I promise to return them intact,” Yuan Che immediately assured.

However, in Donghua Kingdom, customs forbade bride and groom from meeting the day before their wedding. No matter how eager he was to see Zi Ruo, he had to restrain himself. So when passing by Kunrong Palace’s gates, he paused briefly to look before moving on.

The head stewardess and the instructor maid anxiously waited outside the hall. Chu Yi and Yuan Xiao bustled about preparing for the evening’s lantern festival outing; it seemed they were resolute about keeping their appointment.

“Let go already!” Yu Moqing sensed Tuhe’s resistance and quickly shot a warning glare at Yong Ye, signaling him to behave.

“Princess, Prince Consort, something’s wrong!” A shout jolted the dazed Wen Boyun back to attention.

“We have been entering together for many years, and I’ve heard of your fierce reputation after leaving the Endless Ancient Path,” Yuan Shenxing said.

Then Long Shitian grabbed Fang Yu by the hair, yanking his muddy face upward with a violent jerk.

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The letter stated that after the imperial army’s collapse and the Central Plains changed hands, he led all the county’s residents northward, since Zhao Zhengbao ordered everyone in the Central Plains to migrate north.

It was at this time they heard about the Wuyou Society—rumored to be led by a miraculous doctor who cured all manner of ailments. With hope in their hearts, they sought out the Wuyou Society.

Luckily, there was a doctor on the plane; otherwise, Huo Tingxuan would have surely perished this time.

Faced with Han Yutong’s questioning gaze, Du Min hesitated for a long moment before handing over her phone.

Nearby, Bai Tongyu, confused and lost, became utterly bewildered when Gu Shuixiu mentioned “supreme” and “above all others.” Even in her ignorance, she grasped the meaning of those words—supreme, above all others… Could it mean her father-in-law had become… and then what would that make her…

With her uninjured right hand, she grabbed the scented sachet, smiling with satisfaction like a child who had just received candy.

Zhan Qingyi’s face turned pale with anger as she kicked the sofa fiercely. “Damn it!” She hadn’t expected that after all her effort, someone else would beat her to it. How could she explain this to Li Ziyang?

Shen Yinxu, gripping the steering wheel, glanced over at her with fiery eyes that flared like a volcano.

Yan Shuangfei immediately regretted mentioning Liang Xuan. She had no idea what kind of relationship the two brothers shared and didn’t know how to answer his question.

“Low morale and poor spirits could very well lead to defeat in battle,” Wang Xue replied in a low voice, beginning to understand Shangguan Duwu’s meaning.

“Let me join in managing this shop; we can split the extra profits evenly, alright?” She nearly danced with joy.

However, today Pei Xi personally delivered the will and spoke as he did, leaving her feeling utterly ashamed.

Outside the door, Yang Yuxuan blushed slightly, but hearing Li Zhenting’s calm voice, she finally relaxed a bit. Despite lingering doubts, she dared not provoke the old master at this time and obediently promised to return to her room to sleep.

Where her gaze fell, Xiao Caifu saw unfamiliar men emerging from different corners, gathering closely together.

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“Treat my mother well, or do you really think the Qiao family’s accounts are without fault?” Qiao Qingxia glared disdainfully before turning on her heel and leaving.

Ye Yueqiu called out to Ye Yu for a while but, growing disappointed, raised her hand and used spiritual power to seal Ye Yu’s mental channels. Ye Yu fell into a deep sleep once more.

At his words, everyone immediately ceased their eye contact and respectfully looked toward the Buddha.

Ye Qing finally shifted her gaze from the infant in her arms to Yi Si, carefully scrutinizing one of the two notorious bandit chiefs cursed in this land.

On the way back, Li Xin unusually refrained from disturbing them, silently following behind.

The furnace market outside neared its end; the furnaces left unsold were taken out of the city, destined for the next furnace trading market.

In her past life, she had been brainwashed by Wang Yuling and never peacefully sat down to talk with Xia Xiyan like this.

His eyes caught Li Ru’s eyelids twitching, yet he remained silent, leaning crookedly in his chair with a cloak draped over him, brought by a maid.

Most importantly, Wang Peng and his wife’s business trip did not actually last that long; it was deliberately arranged to give Wang Jinyue and Yi Shao a chance to spend time together.

For a moment, many of Zhao Tianyin’s fans and internet trolls traced the rooms of those music streamers, all flooding into Chen Jierui’s pet livestream channel.

It was like a gentle shove that wouldn’t cause any flesh to fall off—no need to elaborate further.