Chapter 21: Inescapable

Ji Wenjue’s lips curved slightly as he gestured with his eyes to the person beside him.
The person at his side bowed and went out to face Su Tang. “Shopkeeper Su, my lord requests your presence.”
Su Tang entered with quick steps.
“Greetings, my lord.”
Ji Wenjue nodded and looked toward Xuanjizi.
Xuanjizi smiled and drew a sheet of yellow paper from the table.
Su Tang appeared perplexed.
Ji Wenjue said, “Please, interpret the character.”
Su Tang bowed. “Thank you, my lord.”
So it turned out her husband was not preparing a surprise for her; rather, the phone call had been to inform him and her to come here.
He Rong glanced up at the cold, lonely moon hanging in the sky. The biting wind swept past, but though her bones were old, He Rong’s body remained sturdy.

Turning to how much trouble Su Meijun had brought upon them, Song Yiyi promptly handed the pearls over to Li Dadao.
“It’s quite a long story…” Mu Hongxiu looked around to confirm no one else was nearby, then recounted every detail of the recent events to Mo Fei.
Zhang Fan almost suggested simply bringing Wang Jiale along right then, acting as if he had never been his apprentice, but the words died on his lips.
If it had been himself, and the weather was like this, unless something was truly important, Yu Qiuyuan certainly wouldn’t have gone out.
“Is the princess worried about me?” Mu Hongcang lifted a teasing smile, his narrow eyes curving at the corners as he laughed, seductive as a fox.
The driver of the van was a chatterbox; if you wanted information, you didn’t even need to ask. He willingly told all he knew.
“What exactly is the young lady referring to? Lord Wan is the second most formidable gentleman after Lord Qin.” Xile’s reply was equally intriguing.
She had never chosen to give up on Mo Jue, always determined to become his wife, precisely because Mo Jue spoiled Gu Jiuyao so much.
Zhu Siqi had not expected that even a menial job required the HR manager to be so deferential. Clearly, Hong Kong’s economy was indeed strong—otherwise, how could there be a shortage of people willing to work?
“Making a movie? Only you could come up with that, but it seems there's no other way right now.” Dong Chen smiled wryly as he hung up.
In an instant, the Demon Emperor sensed the powerful aura emanating from Wei Lin. Without hesitation, the Demon Emperor ceased his cultivation and leapt to a few meters in front of Wei Lin, staring coldly at him.

Between Roy’s hands, boundless elemental energy surged forth. With this move, he seemed to transform into an invincible general, clashing against Black Whirlwind’s “Black Tiger’s Roar.” This general wielded a spear and rode a fine steed, facing the waves of sound with utter confidence.
Its ears flicked to either side, and it snorted loudly, as if responding to my provocation.
“How could that be? We have no other family in America. From now on, you and Peipei are our family. When we’re on holiday, we’ll definitely come back often to see you.” Gao Kefeng said with a smile.
When friends need help and think of you so eagerly, it must be an honor, isn’t it?
“All right, all right, let’s not talk about this now—everyone go to bed,” Zhu’s mother called out from the side, putting an end to the conversation.
Shaking his head, Xue Bing said, “Where is Xin Pi now?” In Xue Bing’s view, the Chang’an guard who was his kinsman was not to be feared. Though he couldn’t recall everyone’s name, the more famous generals he remembered.
As for the Five-Colored Divine Ox from China ending up in America, he simply claimed ignorance.
To be able to play chess while conversing, to defeat him so thoroughly—Emperor Jun’s divine power! Huodou could not help but admire.
“Mental Storm!” Mu Yi began to gather his mental strength, letting it roar forth and swirl before him, forming a storm-like presence. The wild, surging force rolled continuously through his training.