Chapter 52: The title of the Boudoir Zhuge is one that Miss He rightly deserves! (Bonus Chapter)

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked, save for Shen Song'an, who remained entirely composed.

Standing there, he calmly accepted the gesture, though a closer look would reveal the amusement lingering in his eyes.

Chi Guiwan had never imagined that the Heir of Prince Qi was the Crown Prince himself, while Second Young Master Hai Yu and Qiao Er were simply astonished that she could actually guess it.

Thus, all of them were somewhat dumbfounded. Instead, Shen Song'an looked at her with undisguised appreciation and asked,

"Could Miss He..."

Interspersed with words like "idiot" and "blockhead," Lu Tiedan cried while struggling, refusing to let Lu Qingyun continue holding him.

The male protagonist, Jin Zhou, was the sole heir of the main Jin family. This Jin family was quite interesting; they had an enormous number of relatives scattered across every imaginable profession. Though they usually went about their own lives without much contact, thanks to a mysterious blood tie, the family was remarkably united and practically never engaged in internal strife.

He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this slutty creature, and simply circulated his devouring ability, absorbing the zombie he had just hunted.

Just like that, blandly and earnestly, he escorted her home along the path she pointed out, kicking and punching anyone else who dared to come near her all the way.

Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Xuan slapped him into dust and casually absorbed his clone's power.

The final four words felt like a sharp dagger, ruthlessly plunging into his mind and carving themselves deep, using pain to sear the memory into him so he would never dare forget again.

His face turned ashen, veins throbbing on his temples. After retching twice, bloodshot veins inevitably began to surface in his eyes.

Unconsciously, he recalled the bloody footprints from that night, and his breathing instantly grew heavy, leaving him unable to even speak.

Taking advantage of the convenience of collecting gifts on behalf of their lackey boss, the two Jiang Chen brothers managed to put on a few extra pounds of flesh over the course of a single semester.

The seating arrangement shifted so that Xiao Xinling sat between Qi Tian and Hua Chan, while Qi Tian moved to sit beside Qin Yiming.

Seeing Lu Yifan avoid her gaze, Liang Fanxin didn't say anything further. She pressed her lips together, stepped forward to turn Lu Yifan's wheelchair around, and pushed him out of the ward.

Liu He nodded and said, "Yanyan, you will be in charge of escorting these provisions in the rear. We can discuss other matters when the time comes. For now, go tend to your duties." Such arrangements were made so casually that it left Yan Xing somewhat speechless.

It was true that the Guardians were looking for him, and it was true that they wanted to start a war, but a war involving machines was still a long way off.

"What?" This nonsensical question momentarily stumped Gu Jincheng, and he asked perplexedly.

"I wouldn't dare." The Chief Imperial Physician smiled with curved eyes and readily agreed, looking at first glance truly somewhat like a benevolent Buddha.

Beyond the Stone Tombs in Mong Tok at the center of the city, the western district appeared somewhat desolate and remote.

Yet the system was now rewarding him with twenty yellow points—was this hinting that the mission might harbor other hidden dangers?

Li Xiaohei tried to crawl up, only to realize her current state: wearing a black, sexy bodycon skirt, her legs exposed from the fall, and an ultra-low neckline revealing two massive swells of flesh.

By this time, Shao Jiayi had lost his soccer boots, and Yu Hai was left with only his shorts! Li Tie had the best stamina, running while chased by fans, yet he remained completely unscathed.

By comparison, the Four Young Masters who dominated Kaifeng, along with Young Master Meng Chang, held no advantage whatsoever in front of the Prince of Qin Group. Although many strengths could not be measured purely by data, Wang Hong indeed favored the Prince of Qin Group.

Secretly calculating his chances of killing Hu Xi, Xiao Hua did not respond immediately, figuring it would be best to test the waters first. After all, while Hu Xi claimed they would face the Heavenly Venerate God Mountain together, he was actually planning to use him as a stepping stone to escape.

The people from the Sacred Medicine Hall all halted, looking at Zhang Ye with perplexed expressions. This man was a member of the Dragon Gate; why was he constantly trying to curry favor with Qiao Feng?

For a time, practitioners from various sects couldn't help but elevate Chunyang's status in their hearts. How could this be a mere second-rate sect? It was more than qualified to be ranked among the Ten Immortal Dao sects! Some sects on friendly terms with Chunyang, or those who despised the overbearing ways of the Prime Dao Sect, all exchanged pleasantries and offered congratulations to Abbot Daoqing.