Volume One, Chapter 48: Mama, If My Father Isn’t Your Son-in-Law, Then Who Is?

The family of three dozed off again on the bed, only rising well past mid-morning.

Chu Hanliang felt refreshed and clear-headed. After washing up, he changed into his everyday clothes and sat down at the table with Qu Pan and Chu Xiaoman to eat.

Father and son were fully satisfied, their appetites voracious, making the meal especially delicious.

Qu Pan was used to eating alone, but now with two others joining her—each eating heartily—it tempted her to eat more herself. Full to the brim, she immediately went outside to stroll in the courtyard and aid digestion.

Xiong Han and three others appeared to offer their apologies. Though Qu Pan’s mood was not exactly cheerful, it was certainly not bad either.

Qu Pan said, “Since you are no match for Chu Hanliang, you should learn from him more often. Once you can defeat him, I believe your...”

Gao Zhan lowered his head, his expression complicated, saying nothing. Just then, the village chief’s wife, Sister Li, came calling them to eat, and the group left the school.

Meng Changsheng spoke those words on the surface, but inside he was baffled. To be honest, he still wondered why Zhao Abao, who once seemed utterly indifferent to him, had just now gazed at him so absentmindedly.

Yet Ma Yuming’s patience was truly remarkable. Had anyone else seen their wife staring blankly at another man, they would have erupted. But Ma Yuming endured without outburst, a restraint that astonished even Meng Changsheng.

Sheng Mingzhu was surprised, but Ye Nuanye remained calm, his expression serious without a hint of jest.

She had often imagined her life after joining the Ma family: her husband a talented, elegant young man. That was indeed true—Ma Yuming was both refined and gifted—but she had never expected her marriage to turn out like this.

Shi Jie felt deeply helpless. Judging by Xu Lin’s impulsiveness regarding Shen Chengren’s affair, it really seemed Xu Lin was intent on destroying Shen Chengren’s family.

As some emerged, the night demon zombies grew more frenzied, rushing toward Hu Ye. But they were met with a hailstorm of bullets, and in an instant, dozens of their heads exploded.

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Several times after entering the office, she would lock the door behind her and then simply walk over to sit on Xu Lin’s father’s lap.

If anyone else dared do that, she would resist, but because it was her closest kin, she let down all defenses.

With trouble brewing at home, unsure how the Liu family might react, it was better for the second madam to stay in Anning for now—to avoid the worst and to gather information on their behalf.

“What shall we do? Should we withdraw first?” Ye Feng asked, thinking of their safety. If things became impossible, he would abandon the mission.

After an hour, then two, then three, a golden flame sphere two feet in diameter and one foot thick hovered silently before Mo Kui. Its surface rippled like liquid fire, and within it, a mass of black demonic energy churned relentlessly, battering the inner wall without making a dent.

After speaking, the black slave immediately half-kneeling, the others hurriedly dropped to their knees too, though on both knees.

In the distance, Yun Tuo Tian stood displeased in a somewhat open square, surrounded by humans and beasts dressed in various garments.

Zi Yun explained that his clothes were not removed but destroyed by Wan’er, who then understood why he was bare-chested and hurried over to check for injuries.

The waiter gave Haozi a surprised glance, the implication behind which made Haozi too embarrassed to probe—certainly no good sign.

“You tell me, why did you come to my house today?” Bao Weiwei looked at Tang Xuanli with a frank expression, as if ready to be lenient or strict depending on his answer.

When they emerged, shock was all that remained. The entire perimeter of the sky prison had been razed to the ground, strewn with countless corpses.

Guilt arose naturally from troubling the elderly, a sign of filial failure, while worry stemmed from fearing that Chun Ni might angrily reveal her parents’ past words and deeds, stirring further dissatisfaction from the Yue family.

Over the next three months, the poisonous and chilling inner power of the “Phantom Yin Finger” in Xie Wuji’s body was gradually expelled by Zhang Sanfeng’s pure “Pure Yang Infinite Skill.” But the prolonged damage had severely impaired Xie Wuji’s meridians, leaving little hope for recovery.

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What comforted Lin Pingzhi was that regardless of how the Huashan people behaved, Yue Lingshan remained steadfast in her trust of him. Even unwilling to believe Linghu Chong capable of such deeds, she ultimately chose to trust him. This only deepened Linghu Chong’s sorrow, making him increasingly silent and lost to drunken stupor.

The adjutant spoke bluntly, openly criticizing. But such was her nature—robots tended to be straightforward, rarely indulging in subtleties.

The municipal building was now visible from afar, no more than ten kilometers away. Captain Jack signaled and found a relatively concealed spot.

Chen Feng couldn’t fathom why the so-called Apocalypse organization had traveled to France to kidnap Lin Xinru and Alice, then brought them deep into this strange Mexican jungle. What was their true purpose?

“Mr. Li, you’re too polite. My father is waiting inside for you both. Please follow me,” Slo glanced at the sullen Peng Cha and spoke to the two visitors.

The old wine master laughed heartily, conjuring a dazzling pearl in his right hand as if by magic.

Lin Xinru’s speech became slurred; her head dizzy and light, she wished to leave but suddenly faltered, nearly collapsing.

His magical power theft differed from Su Zelein’s absorption; it merely pulled the opponent’s formed magic technique energy to supplement his own defenses. But now Nora, with the Phoenix avatar guarding her, controlled her magic so skillfully that even the mighty Fu Ai’er could not forcibly steal it.

Admiring the students’ enthusiasm, he also grew wary of the sudden exchange student, having just caught their eyes drifting toward Li Yongle.

As they exited the grand temple, Yu Dao saw outside a dense crowd—thousands of soldier’s heads piled high.

Though Chu Yang’s name remained hot domestically, internationally he had only enjoyed a brief surge during the World Cup. Recently, his fame had waned, but after just one league match, controversy erupted once more.