Chapter 148: Outmatched

Li Wan did not want Lu Fei to treat him, so he hurriedly called Zhong Xuecheng back.

Zhong Xuecheng inquired about the symptoms and, after an examination, found himself at a loss once again. "Old Li, judging by your condition, it seems there is still a parasitic bone worm inside your skull. In this case, we must let Master Lu intervene..."

"I don't want him! If you can't handle it, find someone else!"

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One must know that the art of spirit control has long been lost in the Eastern Continent. Now that it has reappeared in the Sword Sect, the status of the Sword Sect is self-evident.

"Mom! Can you stop talking? I have agreed to this matter, so please stop interfering. I don't want to bring this up right now." Lin Jiao’s tone was sharp, and Lin Qimin hurriedly pulled his wife, signaling her to be silent.

On this day, inside a hidden cave on Devil Mountain, Ma Qingfeng took out the final mass of energy and began to absorb it.

Xiahou Cheng was no fool; he had noticed the way someone cared. Having spent so many years with Yi Yunshi, he could roughly discern the thoughts behind every movement, expression, and glance of his.

"What are you here for?" Xiahou Huan asked as he looked over, seeing Yi Yunshi clad in dazzling golden armor, radiating an overbearing aura. However, the lewd smile plastered on his face made Xiahou Huan cringe.

Originally, Deacon Wang did not want to agree; after all, guests in the VIP building should be under the protection of the VIP building.

"Which Qingfeng? Have you seen her?" Liu Qianyan asked casually as she walked.

It was just that... when she suddenly pushed the door open, she caught Xiahou Muran, her clothes in disarray, straddling Kong Ruqin, her hands gripped around his throat as she assaulted him.

Chen Jiu looked at Old Liu and Boss Chen in the living room and said to me, "Master Lan, I have come to see you about a private matter. Could we speak alone?" I hurriedly told the others to leave, though I had no idea what Chen Jiu wanted to discuss with me.

Everyone was unwilling to be outdone and raised their glasses to congratulate Lin Jiao, though each harbored their own hidden agendas and divergent thoughts.

Outside the corridor, Zhang Nuan grabbed Zhang Ma’s hand in a panic, whispering, "Mom, what do we do? If Brother Yan Jin finds out that Su Tong has a coagulation disorder, he will discover the truth that it was Su Tong who saved him back then."

Jin Xin gazed at Yan Jin, whose innocent expression almost made her believe that perhaps she had wronged him.

"Are you looking for death? You dare not kneel when you see Young Master Hen?" The general manager roared, ready to strike.

The second point is that the history of the Yan-Hua nation moves from the center to the periphery, or the periphery is encompassed and absorbed by the center; the center remains the center, that eternal, singular center.

He had tried various ways to make Li Chengqian look foolish, yet he never expected that it would ultimately earn him a charge of plotting for the succession.

Regardless of how flowery a matchmaker's words may be, and no matter how glamorous things appear on the surface, one never knows what the reality inside might be.

It could not be said that he ruined people's good deeds; after all, he was just someone who enjoyed appearing suddenly while people were "making babies" to knock them over.

Mu Fangyan hurriedly knelt, saying yes, but as she lowered herself, the dangling ornament on her hair bun fell off.

Le Qing ignored his words directly. A brother? She had heard that before Li Shimin found him, he was just an orphan.

"Breaking through the spatial barrier? Does Miss Lin already have a way?" the Thirteenth Prince asked with great curiosity. Breaking through a spatial barrier was no simple task; for disciples like them, it was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"Aman is also full of sincerity toward the Buddha. Since the Master says that incense money represents one's heart, should I add more?" Xie Shuning feigned innocence, looking up to ask the Seventh Mistress and the others.

Although it was summer vacation, many students remained on campus, but this dormitory was empty, save for heads peeking out from the adjacent rooms to look at us.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard Yu Jinyin speak of a bizarre experience—though to me, ordinary ghostly occurrences were considered normal.