Volume One, Chapter 74: Do I really have to prove with my actions that I am your husband, hmm?

In the dining room, the so-called “family banquet,” saturated with pretense, calculation, and a silent battlefield’s tension, finally drew to a close. As everyone rose from their seats, an oppressive, post-calamity silence filled the air.

They said that item was urgently needed, yet she hadn't returned for a long time, and Madam Yuan suspected nothing at all. It had to be admitted, the demon realm harbored many gambling addicts; once word spread that someone here was running a betting table, more and more demons flocked to Jin Jin’s side.

Six robust weapon masters each worked at their own forge, crafting weapons of various shapes and designs. Certain unique magical artifacts could indeed preserve them well, but the sheer volume of spiritual herbs was overwhelming.

Yu Guanyue’s brows furrowed, about to speak, when the door to the lounge opened and Jiang Biqing stepped out.

But now, with Gu Huaiyu’s arrival—even if he was obviously just passing through for a moment—Shen Qing suddenly found the whole affair far more interesting.

Jing Mian bought a fillet of sole; among her limited repertoire of dishes, tomato-braised sole was her specialty. She thought, as a token of gratitude, she would let Mr. Ren try it one day.

Finally, Ruan Cha posted on Weibo, announcing tomorrow’s livestream, during which gifts would be raffled off for everyone.

At moments like this, Jiang Lü’s fingernails, untrimmed for over forty days as he climbed this peerless mountain, finally came in handy.

After finishing their duties, the employees still wanted to work overtime for the big boss free of charge; as their leader, how could he possibly stop them?

She simply couldn’t sleep. Even when she did, nightmares plagued her, to the point where she dreaded falling asleep at all.

“Thank you for your kindness, Elder Ma! I shall take my leave first!” After bowing, Qian Dabao was guided down the mountain by Xu Feifei, as Elder Ma considered his unfamiliarity with the Spirit Herb Peak.

She was convinced only by squeezing every drop of time from her life could she be worthy of her youth and challenge the elite schools. As for all those various study methods, they were mostly for show. What she valued in a learning device was the real exam questions predicted by master teachers, and their remote, live guidance.

The conversation among the three drew the attention of the other guests; most pricked up their ears, eager to catch every word.

“Alright, do I really seem that brainless?” Wang Dashan laughed helplessly.

Still, he believed that when Su Yan was ready, he would tell him on his own; there was no need to pry.

“Nian Nian, don’t worry, Qing-ge just has this temper! He’ll be fine in a few days!” Mo Yueli comforted her softly.

The three returned together to Jiang Huaiya’s home. As soon as they stepped inside, before Jiang Huaiya could speak, Lu Yuan had already squeezed past them into the room and begun cleaning up.

“Is working at your master’s shop really worse than your current job?” In the end, Huang Junwei asked directly.

Once the elixir entered his mouth, it immediately liquefied and slid down Zhang Fushuai’s throat. Not long after, signs of waking appeared on the unconscious Zhang Fushuai.

“I’ve thought about it, but I had nowhere to start—there was no information at all. All I know is that I was sent to the orphanage, and later, due to some misunderstandings, I was adopted. Only a few years ago did I realize I was an orphan.” As she spoke, the bitterness in her voice deepened.

Xu Ge chuckled, “Get lost, you jerk. Like you’d have a chance.” When he finished, we shared a laugh, and the mood lightened considerably.

I was left speechless by Zhou Xingxing’s words. In my eyes, Zhou Xingxing had always been an innocent, childish kid; hearing him say such things today was truly a first.

On the side, Fan Xianghan watched Wang Lan’s retreating figure. Though her face wore a smile, a certain sourness welled up inside her. Regardless of the reason, Chu Yan had given Wang Lan a chance, while she—who had secretly harbored feelings for Brother Chu for so long—had never found the opportunity to confess.