Lin Qi only wanted to drive Feng Song away and have it all to himself. Other matters were none of his concern, yet his consciousness seemed unable to control his brain, and he asked despite himself.
Hearing that voice, Lin Yaoyan frowned without another word, raised his foot, and kicked the door.
Qingzhou was far too aggressive in poaching people. They practically snatched people away from Wanshan with unreasonably generous offers that were impossible to refuse. After all, no one would turn down money.
She, too, realized how serious the problem was. If they were even a little late, Huang Bingquan and his family would probably suffer.
He glanced into the Class 3 classroom at its homeroom teacher, who was holding a grade sheet and passionately berating people.
The low, haunting voice was like an icy awl, seemingly possessing an invisible penetrating power, chilling to the bone and impossible to resist.
Moreover, through the connections between the Shen and Zhou families, some of the fine pearls they acquired were sent to Suzhou to adorn ready-made garments and private rooms. Coupled with the Shen family's reputation in Suzhou, silver shops, jade shops, brothels, and rouge shops all became Madam Song's business partners.
Judging from this, Jiang Ling's decision to place such trust in this fellow was not merely because she found him handsome. There was a deeper reason.
While creating synthetic humans out of true qi, Wang Xing also began preparing to create cultivators among the sea beasts, drawing on the already extensive stretch of sea under his control.
No one could reject someone who appreciated them, and Xu Shouyun was no exception. Of course, he was no fool. Taking a liking to someone at first sight certainly played a part, but social connections mattered more.
Unfortunately, the elders behind both