Volume One, Chapter 29: The Third Prince Took the Wrong Medicine

Lin Yuming’s heart stirred as well; he had never imagined that he held such significance in Qin Manyun’s eyes.

Currently, Yudu City was still considered an external hire by Ideal Group. His primary position remained as a first-level professor at the Medical University, granting him considerable freedom of movement and little constraint under Ideal Group’s regulations.

“What exactly is so good about it?” Liao Daheng put down his bowl, his plump face unable to hide the deep worry etched across it.

Thinking this way, he felt a bit better; confidence flowed back into him like a visible liquid. After all these years, he hadn’t sailed through smooth waters—he had weathered countless covert attacks, traps, and power struggles. Had he not endured them all?

Ding Guoguo smiled faintly and tossed the toad she held into the stream. She was already plotting how to get back at the embarrassment she suffered that morning.

“What? Hasn’t your sister ever kissed you?” She released him, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and looked at him mockingly.

Unfortunately, they did not understand Li Xiang. When he was determined, his mind focused on only one goal, entirely unaffected by external factors.

Xiao Bohan was very confident in this. He trusted Qin Hanshui. Some people, even after meeting only once, could share a heartfelt connection and mutual understanding. Xiao Bohan and Qin Hanshui were the perfect example.

Xiao Lingfeng, Han Zhen, and the other two exchanged a glance before stepping onto the Starlight Avenue and entering the palace gates.

So after careful planning, Xiao Bohan decided to launch another offensive. He chose Shi Zhengjie of Tiandi Group because Shi had encroached most on his territory and held deep grudges against him. Since a confrontation was inevitable, why delay?

But today was not the day. He already had special services, far superior to those introduced by others.

At a distance of about three feet from the ground, the Foundation Establishment cultivator fleeing swiftly was startled by the imposing sound of the iron sword.

Yet, in front of him, the blue bricks were nothing but stained and moss-covered; it was unclear what he was looking at.

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Disregarding the laughter from afar for the moment, nearby, Cang Chi Yinglian was sitting on the beach, laughing heartily. She tilted her head back to avoid the waves splashing into her mouth, and shamelessly mocked without any concern for appearances.

The second elder flew over, cutting off several branches with a few swift moves, protecting them as they retreated.

“Where’s Dad? Still not back?” Fang Mumu’s eyes questioned Yu Cai as she glanced around their courtyard.

After the Spring Festival, students gradually returned to school, and the once-quiet campus began to bustle again after the winter break.

This kind of ambiguous, half-real attack forced him to be extremely vigilant against every assault from Wang Mu.

Guo Jingyang looked very pleased, his face beaming with joy. Seeing Niu Xuanyuan next to Bai Hua stirred a fierce jealousy within him.

Director Wu was grinning with a sinister and wicked air, his mouth twitching upward as he spoke.

As dusk fell, Ye Xian found a cave and entered. This was a safe campsite he had discovered earlier, about halfway to the main peak of Tianzi Peak. This news delighted Ye Xian; it seemed his speed had improved once again.

The only explanation was that these mutants had been brainwashed or at least had their consciousness controlled by some power. This indicated that individuals with special abilities had begun to appear in the real world.

For a moment, Cheng Tian was firmly held by the elder. No matter how he moved, the elder clung tightly, nearly landing several blows on him.

Captain Jiang looked on. On the sickbed lay Feng Qi, his hair a large patch of white, his face gaunt and exhausted, dressed in the hospital’s blue and white uniform. During the first capture, Feng Qi aged rapidly within just seven days.

Yang Yan felt as if the veil shrouding the ancient battle was gradually lifting, yet he had not yet realized whether he was the reincarnation of that person.

However, the most important still belonged to Chen Fan. Though his realm had not advanced, his strength was certainly not to be underestimated.

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Zhou Ruotong gritted her silver teeth, enduring the strange sensations coursing through her body. Thankfully, her bra straps were detachable, sparing her much trouble.

Manager Yao provided exceptionally attentive service. He need not have greeted them personally, but considering the theater’s performance and the chance to befriend a wealthy second-generation like Li Hao, he stubbornly accompanied Li Hao and his companion to Theater No. 3.

Liang Jie hurriedly wiped the dust off the stool with his sleeve. Just as he was about to sit, he caught Fu Yuncheng’s slightly furrowed phoenix eyebrows and the clear anger in his eyes.

She desired something more, but his heart was as unyielding as a diamond, impervious to any grinding.

“Inside the Changchun Institute, Li Canghai and Dongfang Bai arranged a pool fed by a spring called Changchun Spring. From now on, Your Highness and you shall both drink water from this spring.”

Especially, Xu Turan often rushed to secure the spot near the door—what pressure that must have caused. The children were frightened to tears.

Although his body had yet to fully recover, at least he could now control his solitary head from drifting about.

Saloman’s face showed terror. Before he could react, a boundless young sapling’s phantom suddenly bloomed with a hum on the Dreamland.

The more this was the case, the more harmless he appeared outwardly, making it unlikely he would contend for the crown prince’s position. Other princes with the strength to vie for the throne felt reassured about him.

The three brothers drank some wine, stopping when slightly tipsy. That evening, their conversation mainly revolved around the upcoming spring examination.