Chapter 118: Intruders in the House

The Baby Boss Little Saint 1324 words 2026-04-13 22:49:46

Such gentleness seemed to have been inherited from himself.
“For these matters, I no longer care. How could that child possibly be his? Now, I have only this one child—Xiaowei is Mommy’s greatest treasure.”
Xiaowei smiled foolishly, appearing carefree and simple. Yet the Jin family knew well that this boy was far from the innocent image he projected; in fact, he was just like his father.
Jin Yuan strictly forbade any further gossip about this matter within the company, but employees still occasionally mentioned it, as it remained a topic of casual conversation.
Yuan Yao’er was utterly dissatisfied with the situation—a man being cuckolded...
The coffin was the first to confirm that Li Youbang must have been possessed. Didn’t Li Youbang just say he saw the coffin? Could it be that a ghost or demon was controlling him now?
Wang Li gathered the remaining forces, retreating toward the right army, attempting to organize an effective resistance. Yet the Chu army’s assault showed no sign of abating; their offensive remained relentless, and the Qin army was beginning to falter.
Moreover, Ye Chen sensed that these colossal beasts possessed at least the combat power of a Divine King, and some might even reach the level of a Divine Sovereign.
After silently offering his prayers, Li Wei threw a stone at the snoring Viking with the motion of pitching a baseball, striking him fiercely on the head.
The bureaucratic infighting at the Space Joint Defense Headquarters caused a delayed response, which Kaida and his team interpreted as neglect toward their three spaceships. With not even a single navigation vessel appearing, they assumed it was due to the high status of their commander.
“The biggest difference between a demon beast and an ordinary wild animal is its extraordinary intelligence, strong vitality, powerful attack, and much larger size. Ordinary beasts tend to fear humans, but demon beasts attack on sight, hunting humans specifically to absorb their life force and enhance their magical power,” explained Shangguan Ren in a low voice.
Zhang the Fat, seeing that the city wall had not been destroyed by the giant rock assault, happily jumped out from behind the battlements and patted the stones on the wall in admiration. He had originally thought that the rocks would inflict the greatest damage in this round of attacks.
Zhang Rang and the Demon Lord fought fiercely without a clear victor, but ultimately the Demon Lord was defeated and forced to flee in haste. It is said that over the past thousand years, Zhang Ling had clashed with the Demon Lord numerous times.
Wei Chen’s ability allowed him to anticipate danger in advance. Just now, he had spotted two firearms upstairs aimed at the stairwell’s corner, ready to attack anyone who appeared.
“What’s written here?” Fan Zeng could no longer contain his curiosity and asked. Both uncle and nephew wore unusually serious expressions, indicating the content was extraordinary.
At eleven o’clock at night, Xu Xia left reluctantly. He could have stayed overnight but chose not to; after all, he was moving in tomorrow, so there was no rush. Everything has its measure, and he understood well the importance of a clear mind in life, just as Shelley’s famous verse says: “If winter comes, can spring be far behind?”
Before leaving, Ye Chuxia took out an exquisite box. Though its contents were unseen, the box alone revealed its considerable value.
Fan Shuiqing was absolutely right—if one wants to unify the martial world, such incidents are inevitable; it’s only a matter of time.
I have already discussed the ribbon-cutting ceremony participants with Ye Yuxin: Qiao Yan, Li Dunru, Liang Qianshan, Wang Menghan, Fu Chenyu, and the director of the tax bureau.
A furtive figure trailed behind them from a distance, no one knew who had been sent to spy on them.
Luo Shixin fell silent, pondered briefly, then nodded and simply said, “Agreed.” Liao Xi smiled faintly, nodded as well, and said, “Not bad,” watching Sun Ce’s ecstatic expression. Those two children.
In the mist, the old man uttered a surprised “Eh,” and recited the incantation again and again. Yet, for some reason, a strange resistance blocked his suction; no matter how many times he repeated the chant, he could not succeed.
The two of them at that moment appeared extremely intimate, a closeness ordinary people could hardly replicate.