"Stop it, Akado. They are already the very best in the mercenary business," Integra said, waving a hand. "In the last battle, only thirty-four of the Royal Protestant Knights' ninety-six members survived. That was only because Miss Gray held back the assault on the western defensive line. Even our former members, despite receiving complete training, found it difficult to withstand a surprise attack by truly armed ghouls, so these mercenary gentlemen have..." Su Yuyang carried incense, candles, and flowers in one hand and held an umbrella in the other. Seeing Ling Miao's unease, he shifted the offerings to the hand holding the umbrella, then clasped Ling Miao's hand, hoping to give him strength. Ling Miao gave Su Yuyang a grateful look before stepping into the cemetery.
Jiang Yanxia was about to enter through the moon gate leading to the kitchen when she spotted Li Danruo. She quickly ducked behind the gate, watched Li Danruo enter the main house, then waited a moment before lightly crossing through the moon gate and hurrying along the covered corridor into her room in the west wing.
"Damn it, I should've brought back a whole box of noodles yesterday." Ling Miao shut the cabinet in frustration.
"I love Mo Chen too, so I won't give in." She could not live without him, and neither could I. Without him, I would go mad too.
The weather was nice today. The sun shone brightly, and the temperature seemed a few degrees higher than usual. It was not as cold.
"Under eighteen centimeters, one yuan for three jin. Over eighteen centimeters, three yuan per jin!" The fresh-food shop owner's abacus clattered as he calculated without even raising his head.
Thinking of this, she let out a deep sigh. If she had told him earlier that something was wrong