Volume 1, Chapter 66: The Passion of Xia Zier

"Strike! Hit him hard!"
"Ah, ah!" Following the woman's order, screams rang out.
The stout wet nurse gritted her teeth and slammed the iron paddle onto the person's face.
With every blow, she cursed, "How dare you deceive the Imperial Noble Consort! You must have a death wish!"
"Beat this scoundrel to death!"

Hearing his words, Xi Xichen felt much more at ease. The most pressing matter now was how to make his parents accept his identity.
Thinking that this issue would ultimately have to be resolved through violence, he glanced at Bai Caiwei, whose expression was as calm as Chi Jia's.
Before entering the city, his mother had told him that his eldest uncle's cousin owned a very profitable restaurant in town. If he could marry the cousin, the restaurant would naturally become theirs.

If you have the ability, you brat, follow me all the way to Sanli Courtyard. Let's see if I don't gather my people and beat you until you can't take care of yourself.

But who was Lin Mo? He sensitively perceived Xu Yi's changes, and a tide of complex emotions began to churn and boil deep within his heart. Xu Yi, what on earth is going on? What kind of changes have taken place in your world? A nameless sense of loss arose in Lin Mo's heart—it turned out that Xu Yi's world had already become slightly unfamiliar to him.

Finally, after countless failures, he grasped the profound secret within. As long as the clay material was of pure quality, the arrow shafts could withstand high temperatures without scattering; instead, they grew tighter and tighter. Before long, Houyi had forged a batch of clay-crafted arrows.

In the early morning of Iron City, wisps of cooking smoke drifted from south to north, from east to west, swaying and rising amidst the chirping of the red-spotted magpies.

Therefore, this time, he was determined to perform well. His power suddenly converged, and a formidable aura erupted. He was also a genius; otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to emerge like this.

Facing Xiao Yuhui and the others, Lin Tianyao remained extremely dignified. Facing Su Yunming, however, he did not dare to put on airs.

Xi Xichen bit her lip hard, wiping away the tears covering her face. She forced herself not to overthink and to trust Nangong Ming; he would surely not let her become a monster that bit everyone she saw.

He couldn't even speak clearly, and when he sent Su Ciyang over, he was even a bit nervous, his palms sweating slightly and the tips of his ears flushed red.

Shang Ao'er had been busy with her studies lately and only learned in the past few days that the "Shang-Li Couple" she shipped had actually sailed.

His body suddenly stepped one step to the right, and his shield tilted along with it, forming an oblique angle with the purple-gold fist, smoothly defusing this immense force.

They exchanged polite remarks, one sentence after another. By the end, the squad leader couldn't hold back his laughter, followed by speaking candidly from the heart, which pulled the distance between both sides much closer.

Taking advantage of the Fourteenth Master drinking wine with others in the front courtyard, and judging that it was about time for him to rest, Xinyue led some people to seek out Bailu.

Although Abiya was grateful that Xinyue hadn't spoken with sarcastic double entendres or looked down upon her with cold mockery, she still couldn't swallow her pride to express her thanks. In the end, she could only stiffen her face as she sent Xinyue back, left not a single word, and stomped away in a huff.

Previously, Gu Chuanfeng had the strength to dodge bullets, but now he didn't have an ounce of strength left.

Then, Li Sun gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, drew a silver needle from his bosom, and fiercely drove it into the already blackened pustule.

Guan Qi sat in place, chanting words, and streams of scorching, powerful light emanated from his body.

The officers and soldiers of Cao's army were instantly frightened to the point of retreating, and their formation broke apart entirely. Clearly, in terms of morale, Cao's army was also at a complete disadvantage.

If Tang Yi had been severely injured and could still trade blows evenly with Fairy Luo Xia without either gaining the upper hand, it would imply either that Tang Yi was too heaven-defying or that Fairy Luo Xia was utterly incompetent.

However, where on earth had he gotten such an advanced motorcycle, and why was he suddenly driving toward the restaurant?