Volume One, Chapter 105: Him and Her?

Married His Brother, Became His Sister-in-Law, and Made My In-Laws Bow Down! Listening to the Wind 1214 words 2026-04-10 08:38:33

Fu Siyuan’s sudden straightforwardness caused the atmosphere in the private room to freeze momentarily.

Xu Qian’s smile stiffened, clearly unprepared for Fu Siyuan’s direct approach, and she instinctively glanced toward Lu Jingyan.

Xia Tian was unsure about the nature of the pill the elder had given him, but after taking it, the pain in his wound subsided noticeably. Moreover, delicate new flesh seemed to be regenerating.

“Get lost! I’m backing down this once. Considering how hard you fought today, I’ll take a small loss. Ninety billion—if you want a hundred and ten billion, is that enough?” Li Fengming snarled through gritted teeth.

With the artillery vehicle at his disposal, Gu Fuqiang felt confident and unafraid of Ye Chen. Besides the cannon, the vehicle was also equipped with bombs; if necessary, it could go down in a blaze of glory.

The jade lion instantly showed signs of fear. After all, it was only a ninth-tier Saint King beast, whereas the black dragon was a genuine Saint Beast.

Judging from the setup, it was clear that the Hundred Flowers Palace was preparing to receive an important guest. Hua Fei was well aware of this.

Previously, Hua Fei had encountered the Saint Kings of the Lan family and had used his celestial gaze to observe them from afar. Although the observation was brief, Hua Fei discerned crucial details.

Now that they had a source of jade ore, there was no fear of price wars. After all, the port city was limited in size; anyone wishing to enter had to gain approval from local enterprises or the merchant alliance, or else face exclusion.

“Xuan Yu, buy a few sets of clothes for everyone, based on their sizes, and some shoes as well.” Lin Yuer handed over a silver note as she spoke.

The power of the phoenix was the greatest anomaly in the X-Men universe. When she erupted, she could instantly annihilate Apocalypse, reducing him to ashes in a moment.

The crowd watching him was no longer jeering. As he passed by, they all fell silent, their gazes fixed upon him.

The seven-headed lizard was handed over to the two dragons to deal with, while Unas and his elite forces dove into the lake to rescue the people—this posed no problem. The challenge lay in how to bring the rescued back safely.

A month had passed since the incident; no news of Yang Su’s anger had surfaced. It was unexpected that the matter was now being pursued again.

“What? Could it be that some woman from Dortmund sneaked in to cause trouble?” Holt was the first to think of this possibility.

Cutting off the enemy’s root was paramount. Several Black Iron mages by his side were urgently dispatched to scout the location where the ritual was taking place.

Han Sui’s large hands rested on his belly, his fingers tapping the skin slowly and rhythmically.

“This is getting more interesting. Ji Hyo, make a call to Brother Shi and ask where he is now,” Li Zehan said to Song Ji Hyo.

Though covered by a brocade quilt, the springtime scene on the bed could not be concealed. The guard on duty blushed deeply upon witnessing it and quickly bowed his head, unwilling to meet their eyes.

Those who had initially planned to enjoy a cheerful meal felt a sudden pang of unease, exchanging glances. Luckily, they hadn’t left; otherwise, they might have been fooled. Since when had the national advisor started scheming?

Luo Zhaoyun was walking toward Empress Changsun’s chamber when the chief guard hurried to the honor guard to report that someone outside the palace was requesting an audience, holding an item bestowed by the emperor himself.

“Definitely not you,” Wen Nuan smiled softly. “I’m like this; there’s no way I could have feelings for another man.”

Chu Yu turned around, a dazzling light shimmering in his dark, abyss-like eyes. He stepped into the room, ignoring Qu You’s continuous muttering from behind.

Considering the name “Yi Xishan,” An Ze thought the company’s founder might be, like him, a time traveler—perhaps even from the same world. However, he harbored no such sentiment of camaraderie.