Chapter 147: You aren't here just to swindle me, are you?

Their breathing intertwined, and despite the palpable tension, a subtle sense of intimacy began to sprout between them.

"Someone has been here." The familiar voice rang out, shattering the ambiguous atmosphere. In a flash, Lin Buwan recalled exactly who the voice belonged to.

It would be to his own advantage if the Zhou and Ma families were at odds. Their influence and protégés had spread throughout the imperial court; their power had grown so vast that it threatened his position as Emperor, and it was indeed time to suppress them.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a mist of blood rose from his body, rapidly enveloping the corpse of the Winged Demon on the ground. A moment later, the mist receded, and apart from some damp bloodstains, the body of the Winged Demon had vanished without a trace.

Glancing at the person beside him, who was staring blankly at her phone, Si Yan’s eyes filled with undisguised affection, the heat in his gaze coalescing bit by bit.

Upon arriving at the Snow Peak Mountain range, which was only ten minutes away from the Rose Garden, we dared not venture any closer for the sake of safety. We selected a spot shielded by rocks and began to construct our stronghold.

"Shen Nian, why did you hang up just now? Is something wrong? Have you thought about what I told you?" Director Hu rattled off a series of questions, his urgency clear.

Li Zechen was in the middle of a meeting when he felt his pocket vibrate. He frowned slightly, but upon glancing down and seeing the name on the screen, his expression softened.

Recalling the earnest dying wishes of Yun Ci, Shen Yu felt an even deeper sense of shame and guilt. Five years had flown by; not only had he failed to take Hanchu away and care for her properly, but he had also been forced to watch her struggle in this world, shouldering the heavy burden of the Yun family. Worse yet, he had repeatedly relied on her for help.

In that instant, Qingge’s pupils dilated sharply. Looking at the handsome face of the young man so close to her own, her breath hitched.

The day of the sacrificial ceremony finally arrived. Huilan had even prepared herself and the three young ladies in advance, checking their posture and the procedural etiquette. In truth, she was also quite nervous, hoping deep down for the recognition and blessing of the Heavenly Dao.

"Perhaps something happened after she left Jiangling that we are unaware of," Lu Xiang'er guessed aimlessly, then stood up, though her thoughts drifted elsewhere. She suddenly realized that only she and Zhaoxia remained in the pavilion. For two people who had never been here before, wandering off might lead them to get lost.

Every time she thought of this, sitting slumped on the toilet in the bathroom, the urge to kill and silence the witnesses would flash in Kuroyori Tokiko’s eyes.

Time slipped away like flowing water. Some onlookers were already nodding off, while others had leaned against trees to lie down and watch.

The Master is truly worthy of the name; his foresight is divine. Qiu Zhipeng’s situation is no longer something that can be resolved through private handling by the association.

An He obediently stuck out her tongue, but the next moment, a warm, moist sensation touched it, and she understood exactly what the other party meant by "let me see."

He dared not dwell on it any further, simply summoning his secretary to begin brainstorming how to spread the news of what he had just heard far and wide.

Everything that followed went smoothly. Cui Ning hired a massive ship and released all the children.

Led by Station Manager Guo Liang, many directors, producers, and department heads sat in orderly rows inside the conference room.

The silver sword flew back rapidly, followed by a long trail of purple mist. Clinging to the mist were various treasures, all of which landed together in front of Ran Feiheng.

"The old matriarch is certainly confident, daring to use even me. Well then, I wish your old matriarch good luck." Shen Chen stood up with a smile, picked up the child, and walked straight out.

He had thought his plan was flawless, but as soon as he passed Amamiya Saori’s door, it suddenly swung open.