Chapter 32: The Crown Prince’s Heart Ached

“I’m disciplining my sister. What business is it of yours—”

Li Jingbai’s heart skipped a beat when he saw Feng Su appear.

Why was the crown prince here?

Under that forceful gaze, Li Jingbai steadied himself, though suspicion gnawed at his heart.

“I wonder, Your Highness, what is your relationship with Li Jiuwei?”

Unexpectedly, Feng Su’s eyes were icy as he looked at him.

That silent pressure was the most deadly of all.

“A righteous man stands up for the oppressed. You have—”

Li Mu was feeling stifled. Clearly, the two of them were just muddling through. He was lying, unwilling to see Gongsun Danian vent her hatred for certain officials and the court upon him.

Because no matter how he changed his exterior, he couldn’t alter the fact that this machine was nothing more than a rebranded Heji machine. From price to product, he had no edge over Heji.

Even setting all that aside, Zhao Yadong was still one of her company’s artists. There was no way she could simply ignore everything and hand him over to his agent.

Newcomers to the livestream, clueless about the situation, started questioning whether it was all staged, only to be promptly schooled by the old fans. Even Director Zhao from the Lamborghini dealership had appeared on camera—so what if it was staged? We’d still watch. Besides, the outcome would be clear soon enough; just wait and see.

“It’s something she ought to know. You decide when to tell her. The palace is prepared for you whenever you wish to move in.” Duanmu Xu, of course, would not contradict his brother’s wishes.

After Lei Lei finished speaking, Gong Luming and Yao Ming both sighed. They knew that there were many players in the country capable of playing in the NBA, but none had the chance—some were bound by contracts, others plagued by injuries, and some simply couldn’t make the leap; at home, they were star players, but over there, they might not even make the bench.

When the six palace concubines heard about it, some thought perhaps Lu Ronghua was simply destined to be childless; others felt that after all her antics, she had finally managed to anger the Noble Consort, who wasted no time in slapping her down. She would have to lie low for a long while now.

Li Mu said nothing, simply feeding her rice, then meat and vegetables, and finally pouring half a bowl of rice soup down her throat.

“That’s fine. If it gives you peace of mind, take them with you. I believe you can protect them.” Yang Yuling understood her worries, and knew that she and her husband had no time to care for the twins just now.

He picked up his phone, walked to the balcony, and dialed a number. After two rings, the call was answered.

“Uh… alright, alright, let’s turn the page on that. Tell me, what made you decide to sleep in my room tonight?” Yang Jun shook his head.

Bonnie Curls, who hadn’t had a chance to speak, quickly scribbled an address in her notebook and handed it to Zhan Xingchuan.

“Brother Yang Jun, since you’re planning to live in the boys’ dormitory, you don’t really have to sneak around. I’ve thought of a better way.” Yun Shu smiled, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

“Get lost! Let me make this clear—these two girls’ first time will be with me. If any of you dare try anything, don’t blame me for forgetting all about brotherhood,” the man in black sneered, a wicked grin on his lips.

Looking at the eight ancestral tablets, Zi Chen expressed his repeated gratitude. In the divine realm, such things weren’t valuable; the real difficulty was finding them.

Li Qiangxue blinked, and having completed the task assigned by his father, felt completely at ease. He whistled a tune and left in high spirits.

Lin Hao cupped his hands in salute. Although this man had intended to kill him, in the end he had taught him an important lesson: never give up until the crucial last moment. The ancient road was full of peril; one had to hack their way forward with every step.

“Because I am Chen Jiangbai! Because I am the majority shareholder of Tiandu High School! Because I personally named this school after my own son!” Chen Jiangbai declared, cigarette in hand, full of confidence.