Chapter 49: Ansheng Starts School

Ning Chu diligently went to the company every day. To be honest, being a boss was quite exhilarating, bringing a superior sense of absolute immunity to anyone's offense. It was the kind of thrilling feeling where even if her parents were to suddenly show up, she could completely crush their spirits.

As she sat in her office chair, spinning around for fun, Lou Jialuo sent her a message asking when she would be free.

Remembering their previous plan to go horse riding, Ning Chu replied, "How about this Saturday?"

Lou Jialuo: "No problem, do I need to—"

"Charge!" Violently throwing the sword in his hand onto the ground, Xu Rong snatched a long spear from a personal guard beside him and plunged down with a roar.

At the beginning of the year, he went to the capital, still residing in the Nie residence, accompanied by Bai Youyue. To minimize trouble, Bai Youyue also stayed at the Nie residence, which drove the Bai family to the verge of madness. However, as merchants, they were in no position to talk to officials and could only forcefully swallow their burning anger.

"Yu Sheng and the others are powerful, unimaginably powerful," Duan Tianqing said directly, seeing no need to conceal anything now.

"I've had someone prepare some nourishing porridge. You need to drink at least a little," Jin Ling'ao said in an unnegotiable tone.

"Yuer, I'm fine, please don't cry!" Reaching out with his other uninjured arm to hold her, Zhu Qing comforted her helplessly. The wounds on his body didn't hurt, but her tears were breaking his heart.

"General, take your weapon." Someone with sharp eyes—or rather, someone whose heart and soul had been entirely fixed on Xu-Rong—cleverly stepped forward and handed over Xu Rong's personal weapon.

After hearing all this, Chen Yu muttered inwardly: Among all the people in the village, Lady Hu probably had the worst reputation. She was lazy and gluttonous, eccentric, harsh and sharp-tongued, and utterly incapable of bearing to see anyone else do even the slightest bit of good.

Breeze Floating Moon was overjoyed upon seeing the massive surge in experience points: "It looks like getting back to the first place is very promising, but now we should probably manage the finances."

"That's good then. Help me think, where might we find the formula for the Soul-Nurturing Pill?" Hearing that it was fine as long as it didn't exceed ten, Chen Mo let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Vlad was absolutely unwilling to accept this, absolutely unwilling to let the government take Vegapunk back just like that. The significance represented by that man was by no means something that could be measured by conventional logic; both the government and Vlad attached extraordinary importance to him.

Before he had even taken three steps, Cheng Yaojin hooked him over and casually tossed him to the ground, where he rolled around like a tumbling gourd.

These people had just scraped through a starving winter, their original farm tools having been stolen or destroyed by bandits. They had just managed to summon the courage to forge new ones, only for them to break again in the blink of an eye. They were utterly drained of any remaining drive.

For a split second, Liu Zhaoping felt as though she were in a dream. It was only upon reaching her doorstep that she snapped back to reality.

"Hmph, if you live long enough to spread that around, I'll consider it my loss." With that, Cheng Yi turned and led Cheng En away. As they stepped out of Zhang Ziliao's cell door, Cheng Yi heard a noise coming from the cell on the opposite left side and called out to the jailer.

Hearing this, Lu Qingyi paused for a second, her mind involuntarily recalling the person who had shielded her behind him. Actually, when that person behaved seriously, he was quite dashing and handsome.

Lu Ping walked over to take a look and saw that the man's eyes were slightly closed, his teeth clenched tight, and his face purplish—all classic signs of poisoning. Lu Ping picked up his arm and saw a severely swollen area, looking as though it was about to burst.

Whether the giant heart's perception of danger was sluggish or something else, it let the grand formation sealing it complete its evolution before suddenly erupting. Even though blood-red light filled this isolated sea area, it was completely unable to break through.

Erasing those painful memories also erased that deep bond of flesh and blood. Was that fair to Meng Shang?

I casually picked up a seashell not far away and gently held it to my ear, only to hear the melody I had just played echoing from within, not a single note out of place.