Chapter Sixty-Six: Attending the Banquet

Ye Feng, along with Hong Tian, Jiang Chao, Zheng Qi, and the others, made their way to the SJZ Grand Hotel for the banquet. Hong Tian’s two underlings were left to their own devices, free to do as they pleased. In fact, Jiang Chao hadn’t wanted to attend; this was the perfect opportunity to bond with Zheng Qi. However, Zheng Qi insisted on going, believing this might be the best chance for him to resolve the demolition issue. By the time Ye Feng arrived at the SJZ Grand Hotel, someone was already waiting for him at the entrance. In no time, they were all ushered into a large private room.

“Could this be false?” Ruo Li replied, but she refrained from mentioning that they were disciples of the Southern Wind Sect. When away from home, one must always be cautious—not out of fear of enemies, but simply because less trouble is better than more.

As the leader of the group, this was the first guild battle that Buried Moon had established. They needed to demonstrate their spirit—to let all members know that quality outweighs quantity, and to show them that joining Buried Moon was the right choice.

“Ji Zili?” Mo Yu Jingfeng’s eyes narrowed with suspicion. Why did he keep running into people with the surname Ji? Looking closer, he realized she bore a remarkable resemblance to the Peerless Gentleman, especially in her brows; they were practically identical.

The two ladies had cleared their schedules for the day, dedicating their time solely to Qin Feng’s wedding. You Tianliang had even donned a newly purchased suit, making him look several years younger.

“This jade pendant might be connected to the attempts on my friend’s life. I have to know!” Chu Yun said, not hiding anything, though mixing truth and falsehood.

Nevertheless, Chen Langya was not about to leave so easily. Shi Fuhu must die! Not even the abbot of Shaolin Temple could protect him. If all else failed, he would force his way into Shaolin Temple to see if it truly was an impregnable fortress.

Ji Zili’s face turned crimson, almost as if blood would drip. Ever since she confessed her feelings, this devilish man had become even fonder of teasing her.

“Mother, I feel there’s something odd about those shopkeepers. They all said they didn’t want it, but as soon as I left, they chased after me. Their words and actions just don’t add up—it’s so strange.” Lu Hong, holding Lu Xianger in his arms, sat beside Lady Lu and frowned slightly.

“You mean the wine that’s been cellared for three years?” Lu Xianger exchanged glances with Zhaoxia and Lu Hong, then the three of them stepped forward together.

On another note, at the last banquet she had sensed something different in her feelings toward Mu Shaogong and wanted to test her own heart. If that truly was the case, she hoped she could bring happiness to Mu Shaogong.

Cao Cao truly lost his temper; he led a great army to attack Xuzhou, massacring everyone in his path. Corpses littered the land and rivers ran red with blood.

In the Qin Kingdom, the appointment and removal of any official above the county level required the king’s personal seal to take effect. Even the Prime Minister Wei Liao lacked this authority—a clear limitation on the power of the chancellorship.

After some thought, Le Wei instructed Ji Feng to keep watch over the shop and not to call in workers to clean up yet. She would leave everything as it was until the police arrived.

With her strength, if she didn’t hold back, even half a brick hurled would be enough to cripple Chu Xian’s leg for good.

Sun Qian successfully completed his task of persuading Li Que, but Li Que would not immediately agree to the Emperor’s plan to return east.

If one relied on the calculations of the Ancient Xuanhuang Tree, then even if all the Immortal Saints and Great Luo Celestials joined forces, they might still be unable to subdue the Taotie.

Like Le Wei, Liu Taicheng was also attached to a high school. Though he couldn’t get into the Provincial First High, obtaining a copy of their mock exams was not difficult—after the test, you just had to request one from the school.

After he finished speaking, he didn’t wait for Chen Jiajun’s approval or rejection; he simply sat down.

At the gate of the villa, the Third Madam was waiting with Cui Yunying and a group of maids and matrons, all holding umbrellas. As soon as they saw them, they hurried up to greet them.

Seeing me grab his arm, Master merely snorted, then descended the steps, withdrawing his hand.

Lan Yu and Mu Ying had become numb to it, watching the villagers of Tuqiao Village grin from ear to ear. The same thought flashed through their minds: were the common people always so capable, just lacking the opportunity to show it, or was Tuqiao Village simply blessed by Old Fourth’s fortune?