Chapter 31: I Will Not Be Bullied Again

Yan Chaonian had originally intended to mend fences, but she had underestimated the old man’s stubbornness. His voice had been raised when he spoke those words, and she had caught enough of them.

Unable to change the stubborn old man, she had no choice but to lay her cards on the table.

The old man fell silent. He was well aware of the situation with the Li family and the state of Jin Workshop; he understood the implications of Yan Chaonian’s bluntness all too well. After a long pause, he looked up at her and said, "I want your promise: you must not kick your two uncles out of Jin Workshop."

Just as Ding Xingzhou snapped out of his panic, he discovered that Princess Keqing was perfectly fine, as if nothing had happened at all.

Han Feng could not care less about such things. If they took offense to his behavior, they could demote him for all he cared; it made no difference to him, as he would be a free man again once this period passed.

However, the Palace Master had been in seclusion for quite some time, and he hadn't seen her in ages. He wondered if, upon his return, the Palace Master would be willing to emerge from seclusion for his sake.

The man sat on the left side of the long row of seats, able to take in the entire carriage with a single lift of his brow.

Ji Chu simply could not fathom why, if Tian Lianhu wanted to have an affair, he couldn't just rent a room somewhere else.

Seeing that Zhou Ze was truly anxious about the box, Ke Yu did not press him any further.

Professor Cui seemed to age ten years in an instant; it was the first time he had felt the chasm between social classes so tangibly.

Leaving these items behind seemed to be the only way to prove they had once walked these paths and witnessed these landscapes.

"Well, bring it to me then, I’m dying of thirst!" Zhuo Haofan grumbled, crossing his arms and glaring fiercely at Ji Chu.

For some reason, seeing her red-rimmed eyes made his own heart ache, as if something were lodged in his chest.

Seeing his grandfather’s fury, Cheng Yan dared not say another word, only curling his lip and sticking out his tongue. In the end, he was punished by his grandfather with two more hours of practice.

*Bang.* A bullet flew straight toward the lizard-man, who stood motionless as if asleep. But just as the bullet was about to strike, he suddenly raised a hand, and the bullet pierced straight through his palm and into his arm.

After Harden used a beautiful between-the-legs crossover to shake off the sluggish Wade and score a layup, the Rockets finally tied the game. 10-10; both sides were back to square one.

The shouting startled Long Zhenhai, who had just returned home, causing him to look back repeatedly. For some reason, he felt a strange, uncomfortable sensation upon hearing those roars.

Jordan was able to score a game-winning shot while running a high fever because he was no longer in the realm of mere mortals. Although Nowitzki had put on a historic performance in this year's playoffs, no one believed the German could replicate Jordan’s myth.

Head Steward Lin clearly did not understand Murphy’s Law: that if you worry about something going wrong, it inevitably will.

Consequently, the Philippine head coach, who had hoped to rest his star players, walked up to the Big Three and clapped his hands forcefully in front of them.

Thinking of this, he suddenly lashed out and slapped his two subordinates across the face. That vented his frustration.

"You have always been one to wear your heart on your sleeve; I never imagined you were harboring so much. It seems you didn't take my words to heart that day in the dance studio, since you’ve come to harbor resentment toward your grandparents," Cheng Nuo said, his face darkening as he reprimanded Cheng Yan.

Wu Qing smiled and said, "Amitabha." He channeled his internal energy continuously to heal the wounds within Yu Nanzi’s body.

Who would have thought that just as they entered the territory of the magic badgers, the ground would violently heave? Yun Qian, whose attention was focused on what was behind and in front of her, was flipped over by a jade-horned drill that suddenly burst from the earth.

At the Kurama clan compound, in the private training grounds of the four, Hinata stood before a wooden dummy, dressed in a tight black suit and gasping for breath.