Chapter 68: A Formidable Mother-in-Law and Daughter-in-Law! For the Grandson's Future?

Dong Qiufen was taken aback, a look of perplexity crossing her face as Zhao Xiuilian clung tightly to her legs.

The relationship between Qin Feng's family and the woman before her had long since been completely severed, so far as Dong Qiufen recalled. Aside from a few chance encounters in the village, this so-called mother-in-law had never had any significant dealings with their household. Why on earth would she suddenly show up today and beg for Qin Feng's intercession? Dong Qiufen was utterly clueless.

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Following the input of that command, a long string of names began to populate her notepad.

"Turandot, Stanslo, Guang Yexun, what were you three arguing about just now?" Master Lan Wang demanded in a deep voice.

"I had no choice. Old Zhou has helped me out before; I couldn't just stand by and watch them get trampled by Huang Li!" Wang Xuanlong replied coldly.

Deterred by the Enforcers, these individuals had lingered in the Realm of Cultivation for quite some time, yet they had never dared to make a move against Chen Hao, nor even harbor any schemes against the Chaotic Holy Sect.

"Bang!" Darting forward, Brother Biao crossed his arms and forcefully blocked Wang Xuanlong's incoming right punch. At the same time, he unleashed a fierce upward kick with his left leg, threatening to strike the latter right on the chin. With a cold grunt, Wang Xuanlong hurriedly executed a backflip to evade the blow.

Hearing this, the father cheerfully signaled to the nearby attendant. As long as someone was spending money, he was happy—what did it matter who the customer was? Shortly after the proprietor walked away with a smile, everything Shi Yan and his companion had ordered arrived.

"Your Highness the Prince Regent, the crux of this telegram does not lie in the Shandong New Army quelling the civil unrest, but rather in their relationship with those rebellious mobs and the propaganda they are using to bewitch the common people's minds," stated Chief Grand Secretary Yikuang.

"Hmph, if the game developers haven't lowered the difficulty, then the enemies in this dungeon are simply too pathetically weak," Valentine grumbled resentfully.

Cui Feng had no reason to suspect anything; he bent down and placed the five glowing spheres into the porcelain bottle. Seeing this, Zhuang Yao raised no objections, figuring that these pearlescent orbs were unlikely to be harmful.

Within the vibrant embrace of the blooming rose, boundless spring scenery unfolded. After a long while, the closed petals gradually unfurled once more. The flower's core exuded a languid aura, yet a faint smile graced its lips. Gazing at the sleeping Yun Feng, the previously pale complexion of the flower gradually flushed with a layer of rosy warmth.

A martial master was different. A martial master—a teacher of martial arts—was already qualified to instruct others in the way of combat. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth possessed attributes: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice, light, and darkness. These were the elemental energies that existed within the universe.

Deep underground, a colossal behemoth suddenly snapped open its bloodthirsty, crimson eyes, glaring fiercely in the direction of the Changsheng Star System.

Not only had their sickly eldest brother been saddled with a monumental green hat, but with Xia Wanqiu gone, what else did Su Shaoshang have left to contend with them?

Following that, it let out a sharp, piercing screech, and with a resounding boom, the entire planet exploded.

People across various nations panicked upon seeing those towering pillars piercing the heavens. When had such gigantic pillars ever appeared in their lands, and what on earth were they meant to do?

"I know." Lu Feng nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly as the trace of negative emotion brought on by Mi Mouse's rendition of *The Eighteen Touches* instantly dissipated into thin air.

"What did you say?" Standing with his arms crossed, Doflamingo stared at him expressionlessly, his right index finger twitching slightly.

The boys of the old Lu family naturally had red blood flowing through their veins; their love for their country must surely stem from the depths of their souls.

The clone let out a miserable scream before instantly transforming into pure primordial energy, dissipating completely into the world of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Lin was baffled. What madness had seized Li Shou to make him consider renting a shop in the imperial capital? One had to realize that the total monthly transaction volume of the entire "Cloud Above" was only around two to three hundred thousand.

Though she had accepted it in her heart, under normal circumstances, who could remain completely unbothered by such a matter—unless she cared nothing for the person at all.