Chapter 48: Yan Chaonian Sues the Jiang Family

"The master of Zhaojin Workshop?"

As Yan Zhaonian walked out of the marquis's mansion, he encountered Jiang Wencheng, who had been waiting at the entrance. Heaven knows how shocked he was when he learned from others that the Lady Yan was none other than the master of Zhaojin Workshop whom he had painstakingly searched for all the way in the Southwest.

It was hard to tell whether it was anger or shock, but a surging rage followed closely behind. Lady Yan had actually been playing him for a fool all this time.

Yan Zhaonian cast a sidelong glance at him. "What, looking to buy some brocade?"

"Lady Yan, well played. This is how you..."

Unfortunately, it was already too late. The moment he shouted, figures from the Purple Light Sect began to emerge one after another in the surrounding area.

Thus, as the fans firmly believed that their love for this idol was well worth it, they also began to line up in a long queue.

Beside them, Yan Jin couldn't help shrinking her neck. She had just been held and cared for in Qin Chuan's arms. It was fine at first, but as time passed, it turned into the current situation.

"Father, Wang Qi alone is worth an army of thousands. Regardless of what Qin Erbao and Lu Xiangsheng want to do, and regardless of whether Xiong Tingbi intends to capture Nanjing, for us, capturing and killing Wang Qi is of the utmost importance!" Wu Sangui's target had always been Wang Qi alone.

Beneath the soft, water-like moonlight, the aqua-blue sprite egg swayed slightly, emitting a faint fluorescence that blended into the moonlight, almost imperceptible.

The other Heavenly Stage experts were not on duty during this period. Therefore, the one responsible during this time—barring any mistakes—would reap vastly greater rewards, with a single month possibly surpassing several years of ordinary times.

The bitterness of the greens quietly vanished at this moment, adding a touch of freshness instead to the spicy and numbing flavor.

With the Lin family returning to their hometown, Shen Ping'an and the others naturally could not continue staying at the Lin residence, so they moved into Liu Ji's mansion in the city.

Just like the general public—aside from celebrities who frequently appeared in the public eye and idols they personally followed—who could possibly name every single celebrity or recognize all their faces?

"There was a slight error during the exchange just now, but you should count yourself lucky that you're still alive." Although his voice had become somewhat crisper, it remained cold.

This gesture allowed the few members of his clan with relatively lower cultivation behind him to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

"I've only ever tasted the bean paste my grandmother made. Pineapple jam is something I'm hearing about for the first time!" Xuanxuan said.

In fact, Empyrean Infernal was already calculating what price to charge; either way, he was determined to recoup all his losses this time.

Hearing this, Stardust's expression shifted slightly. Indeed, although everyone was a competitor within the Underworld Temple, two fists were no match for four hands. If they could recruit some allies, the opportunities each of them obtained might be even greater.

Yet swords and sabers still varied in strength; as long as the opponent possessed a formidable physical body, ordinary weapons might not necessarily be able to harm them in the least.

Two minutes! The Zen Master, who rarely disturbed the players during quarter breaks, was furious and went on a tirade against the Lakers players. The full two-minute baptism was longer than anything he had shouted from the sidelines in the previous playoff series.

"What's the use of an apology? Not only did they steal things, but they also transformed into other people's appearances to frame others," the Tangerine King said angrily. He had the worst temper of them all.

Chuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In this unfamiliar place, it would truly be troublesome without someone he knew to speak up for him. As for his scarce knowledge of the Second God Clan's internal affairs, he decided to speak as little as possible.

With the explosion of the black maggots, the souls of the Goblins imprisoned within the lanterns also began to shatter instantly from the center, bit by bit turning into black-gray ashes before gradually vanishing into nothingness.

Though it was only a few brief words, the might of the ancient sword cultivators filled everyone with yearning. Furthermore, a brand-new world was about to unfold, making the eyes of many gleam as they awaited Uncle Taishu Chengde to unveil the mystery.

Xu Jie and those who remonstrated at the cost of death were growing somewhat impatient. Judging by the posture, Chen Hong had gone to arrest Luo Xin. Yet more than half an hour had passed, and Luo Xin still had not been dragged in.