Chapter 13098 — Lian Lifted Her Eyes and Looked: Every Last One Was a Peerless Beauty, and Each One of Them Made Her Heart Ache with Resentment.

The Lord of Tianyu hastily shook his head. "Young Master Lin jests. The consideration you showed the Tianyu Merchant Guild last time alone is worth more than ten pieces of high-grade divine equipment."

"Besides, there will be many more matters in the future on which I must rely on Young Master Lin. This stalk of Heaven-Mending Grass is but a small token of my regard."

"Young Master Lin must not refuse, or I shall truly have no place to hide my shame."

The words were spoken with such earnest sincerity that the whole Zhao family stood stunned.

Was this truly a personage of the Tianyu Merchant Guild?

Fang Yuan was shaken to the core. He had struck in fury, holding nothing back, and had thought this one punch would settle Fang Zheng for good—yet he had never expected it to miss.

Within the Lianxiang Pavilion, white gauze curtains danced in the wind. On the white marble table in the pavilion stood a gilded bronze censer wrought with dragons and phoenixes in auspicious union, blue smoke curling from it as it burned a faint, refreshing ambergris, beside two cups of steaming fragrant tea.

Hearing Zhang Liang's voice, the Great Wizard gave a slight start, then turned around and studied him with curious eyes.

He could not move now; the spiritual energy within his body surged wildly beyond his control, and it would take nearly half a quarter-hour for the golden seed to be fully refined.

Some ten-odd minutes later, just as Ren Jiamei was about to check whether the game pod had had any effect, she was startled to find that Ren's mother had long since drifted into her dreams.

With a crack, a solid wood chair shattered across the floor, and Zhang Xiaoliang was sent sprawling face-down. Gu Changfeng gave a cold laugh and raised his foot to stamp on the small of his back—but unexpectedly Zhang Xiaoliang rolled nimbly away into the living room, and Gu Changfeng let out a howl, for Zhang Xiaoliang had seized the chance to snatch up a chair leg and deal his ankle a vicious blow.

At their head was a middle-aged man whose face was twisted with rage, and behind him followed a dozen or so burly toughs.

Finding no leads, Tang Long returned to the Xixi Bar for a couple of drinks, and incidentally to peddle the cocktails he had mixed himself.

With a "bang," Murong Cun's eyes flew wide, and then he lay on the ground, breathless. It was all over; Murong Cun was finished too. With that, Zi Jie had no enemies left, and he hoped the man might rise like the noonday sun and climb still higher.

Waiting for Yue Mengxin and the Six-Fingered Demon to fight each other to the bitter end, he could then kill them both and reap the fisherman's profit. Hua Rumei buried her whole body in the Six-Fingered Demon's embrace, a strange smile on her seductive face.

In fact, even in this brief span of a meal, Liu Hong had been quietly observing Chu Jiang all along. Seeing Chu Jiang sit there so calmly, neither arrogant nor restless, Liu Hong's admiration for him deepened yet another notch.

What was more, the ninja of the Eastern Sea practiced arts unlike the spells of the Daoist sects and the ways of demons and monsters; some powerful ninja could slay even the innate adepts of the Daoist sects with ease.

In no time at all, fresh divisions arose within each of the two already-divided camps.

With a muffled thud and a brief scream in its wake, a figure was flung out through the window of the helicopter.

The two said no more. Yi Zixuan followed Lin Zhan back to Youchao Village at once, for the village was flanked by mountains on one side and water on three, and the only way to Tianyang City was by bamboo raft.

Mu Zhiqian hesitated a moment, as though pondering how to make it simpler and easier for Yi Zixuan to grasp. Only after some thought did she raise her right palm, curling it into a claw, and pull toward the front.

It was a little underhanded, but who had told him to sneak two helpings of beef tallow hotpot behind her back? That was simply too much.

Wu Sheng had been stunned at the time. He knew he was the face of NT and that plenty of fans usually wept and begged to bear his children—but to be confessed to by a man, and in front of such a crowd besides, he swore it was truly a first.

"Let's go." Zhang Jiayong said it was no matter and told Xu Anqi to come along too, and then Zhang Wei and the others left the scene.