Chapter 35: I ask you, who is he?

"Little sister, little sister."

Yan Wenchao caught up with Yan Zhaonian at the city gate. Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Zhaonian lifted the curtain. "Brother, you've returned?"

"I received my brother-in-law's letter and hurried back; I almost didn't make it."

Yan Wenchao signaled the carriage driver to head out of the city, only stopping once they were well clear of the gates. He stepped forward to take his infant nephew from Yan Zhaonian's arms, then reached out to help her. "This trip to the capital will likely take a year or two before you can return. If you encounter any troub—"

By evening, Ying Zheng was soaking in the bathtub, his expression relaxed and languid. His eyes drifted toward the bathroom door, seemingly without intention.

For seven consecutive days, Yun Chi remained within the Fourth Gate. Though she had gained nothing, she was neither hurried nor flustered, appearing remarkably patient. She held her composure well, but others were beginning to lose theirs.

"I don't want to argue about this topic. Call Ji Furong now and tell her you're waiting for her here," Xiao Zhe said.

"Child, if an emperor is lost, another can be enthroned. But if anything happens to you, Rising Sun will truly be finished." Nobuhito stroked Hattori Chizuki's head, his tone kind yet laced with tragic solemnity.

The other two individuals, who were witnessing this solo battle from the sky, wore cold, indifferent smiles on their lips.

It could be said that Yan Yi’s Vulcan bloodline was the purest—a complete and total awakening of the God of Fire’s lineage.

Ji Yanmo did not expose Bai Wei; he could only help her up to this point. As for how things would turn out between the two of them, it was up to them to decide.

The daughter of the former president—she was someone she couldn't afford to offend. Lu Mengfei cursed countless times in her heart but dared not show the slightest bit of it.

Looking at the pile of items that reached her waist, Gu Chen nearly wept with joy, then began to sort through the belongings that were now hers.

Lun Jie did not expect Gu Chen to be this shrewd, so he had no choice but to bring up his own master to refuse her.

Upon hearing this, Lin Weiwei trembled. How could she not have realized that Yang Chen was so clever? He had deduced her intentions simply by the way she approached him.

Jiang Nuannuan had always known she was beautiful, and a senseless question floated into her mind: Had Gu Tingyan taken a fancy to her face?

Hearing this, Charlotte felt his spirit soar. A vast, boundless world of super-powered individuals, filled with infinite possibilities, slowly unfolded before him.

Li Zhenjiang was in a dilemma: how could he turn down Kang Shaocheng’s marriage proposal without hurting the reputation of either family?

However, if he used electricity, he feared the wiring here wouldn't hold up, as the power consumption of a kettle was quite high. The crux of the matter was that He Yutian’s room didn't even have power lines connected.

More importantly, the Golden Dragon Chamber of Commerce currently displayed unparalleled strength; even looking across the entire country, there was simply no entity that could rival it.

Yet, what Yang Chen couldn't fathom was this: with such vast mountains of gold and silver at their disposal—enough to make every member of the Blood Fiend Sect wealthy beyond measure—why did they insist on meddling in the mortal world?

He had never seen Jiang Nuannuan look so bewitching and wanton as she did tonight. She was different from any side of her he had seen before, with that expanse of scenery right before his eyes, within reach.

The green light struggled incessantly, trying to escape, but all souls in this world must pass through the Gate of Reincarnation to be reborn; it could never escape the control of the Gate.

Although Chang'er Dingguangxian had suffered the backlash of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, his injuries were not as severe as Luo Xuan’s.

"A trident? The mark of Xuan-Yuan Hai-Leiding?" Jiang Nan suddenly remembered the Imperial Culinary Academy and the trident water pattern on the thatched cottage.

"Hey, what are you two talking about?" Cheng Mengying couldn't understand their cryptic exchange and had no idea what they meant.

Because he had been kicked out of his room, Wu Yuze went to seek sympathy from Pei Donglai. Finding Pei Donglai and Auntie Lan cleaning up the aftermath, he joined their ranks.