A Fork in History

"Ever since you all entered Mictlan, I have been watching you," Xiquic said gently. "I saw all of your battles and adventures. My range of observation extends from here to the second layer. Though I cannot hear anything—that is different from Kukulkan."

"Mm, as expected, Miss Xiquic really resembles someone I know," Aoko Aozaki suddenly said. "Isn't that right, old man?"

"Indeed," Zelretch said with a sigh, nodding. "

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He had never intended to trample on her dignity, yet hearing Yan Mumu say that made his heart clench. Could it be that, in her eyes, his image had become so terrible?

"I hope so... Grandma. Is Ye'er all right?" Though she trusted Grandma, she still asked anxiously.

In the end, the four bodyguards and Brother Liu went into KFC, while Liu Xin, Brother Li, and I got back into the car once more.

"Daddy is so silly. He cannot even find the way home. Shame on you." Yiyi did not understand what Qidie meant and laughed softly.

Countless people sighed in lamentation, before they were dispersed when members of the Jiang clan came to take away Black Peng's corpse for a proper burial.

"Ah, you do not understand." Father Su sighed and spoke earnestly, his voice filled with helplessness. But did he not also want to get along well with his son and enjoy his remaining years in peace?

"I have lived frugally and dared not waste a single coin. I have repeatedly cut back on meals and daily expenses, yet certain imperial relatives know only to 'share My burdens' by spending freely! I hear that Li Guorui, Marquis of Wuqing, recently expanded Qinghua Garden and spent over a hundred thousand taels of silver!" By the end, Chongzhen's eyes had turned fierce.

That mournful