Chapter 154: Wedding Invitation

"To achieve one's goal by any means necessary—Chu, this is the first lesson I am teaching you."

Ye Chu learned with humility.

Only by first gaining the trust of Li Jiuwei and Feng Su could she proceed with what came next.

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Suwei Villa.

Li Jiuwei traced the bracelet on her wrist, her gaze lingering for a long time.

"If you don't wish to wear it, you can put it away."

It was a gold bracelet inlaid with pearls and gemstones. Li Jiuwei smiled softly as she stepped forward to touch it.

After the war, televisions, once considered toys for the wealthy, were mass-produced. Even priced at one or two hundred dollars, veterans who had just crawled out of muddy trenches still brought them into their homes. Eventually, they found their way into every household, becoming an essential part of domestic life.

Li Guoren was straightforward and decisive; rather than lingering to deepen their connection further, he proactively bid farewell, knowing there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Just as their adrenaline was peaking, the notification from the production team acted like a bucket of cold water, drenching them from head to toe.

Cui Zihua had cleared away every danger and obstacle he could conceive of for his son before he departed.

Consequently, Kim Hee-chul, having been kidnapped, naturally became a hot commodity; inviting him over was equivalent to capturing the greatest flow of traffic at the moment.

"My son is exceptionally talented. Among the children of the nobility, how many are like you, earning the title of Juren through your own merits before reaching the age of twenty?"

Countless enemy soldiers had their throats slit by sharp blades; the razor-sharp 'God's Weeping' reaped lives as ruthlessly as a scythe through wheat. Meanwhile, Ye Feng stood outside the city gate, the second wave unable to even get near him.

The implication was that even if Night Princess lacked the ability to wake up Night Yixuan, the mere gesture of her willingness to try would be a favor that their Nether Dynasty would forever keep in mind.

The remaining warriors, under the encirclement of the Eagle Regiment, completely abandoned their resistance and raised their hands in surrender.

Song Bing expressed her gratitude. In truth, she knew why her father had asked her to come and handle the liaison: it was because he was young, and his age was a perfect match for hers.

Faced with Hu Huanhuan's erratic behavior, Hu Zhongde and Mrs. Hu were left completely bewildered. Why?

Ye Fei carefully recounted the events regarding the Prison Tower and told Li Kui everything about the Dark Apprentice Gods, leaving Li Kui stunned.

As the group rushed to the hillside, the immense pressure was already enough to stop the weaker cultivators in their tracks.

Especially with a self-righteous stepmother and some nonsense fiancée who appeared out of nowhere. No, he had to handle this immediately. What if that idiot actually believed he had a fiancée?

Struggling to steady her body against the chair, Lin Yunxi felt her strength gradually fading until she slumped to the floor.

They were having the time of their lives inside, unaware that two sneaky figures were lurking right outside the two closed doors.

After the recent repairs, the Qingyuan Sword Disc could now exert power at the peak of the second rank, just a hair’s breadth away from breaking through to the third.

Xiao Yao could sense that the old man preferred he sell it to build goodwill with these wealthy individuals, rather than turning around and offending them all at once.

The sound of Chu Hanyu’s whip cracking through the air rang out. After pulling Zhang Ning onto the eaves, he immediately stood tall to deflect the incoming arrows. It was only when he suddenly retracted the whip that Zhang Ning was jolted into full awareness.

Hearing the words of the man in black, Tang Chen’s expression shifted drastically. Was he planning to make his true move now?

A ripple expanded from his body as spiritual energy gathered around him at a terrifying speed, then surged madly into his core.

Sipping his wine, he observed the structure of the place. There was only one door, the one leading into the main hall; whether there were others, he truly did not know.

They sat on bamboo stools, watching the three of them. News of what had just happened had already spread throughout the entire village.