Chapter 32: Boule de Suif Has Vanished

When Zhu Yue returned, the nannies were all standing in the house, looking dejected. Xianyu sat on the living room sofa, her expression grave.

"What happened?"

Xianyu didn't speak, but one of the nannies looked like she was about to cry. "Suet Ball is missing."

"How could it be missing? Who let it out?"

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Ye Zhen felt an inexplicable, haunting quality in Mu Qing's gaze, as if a demon could suddenly spring from the darkness, its fangs and claws ready to devour a soul.

Seeing Gong Chenye attend the parent-teacher meeting just because the adorable child asked him to, it was clear that the little one had been putting him through his paces at the Gong household lately.

Gong Chenye knew that Gong Lie had been busy scouting for new prospects for him—or rather, looking for a mother for Su Zixuan, the adorable child.

"Mr. Wei, please don't worry. I am not that fragile." Qiu Lingyao forced a smile, though any discerning eye could see how strained it was.

Gu Nianxi and Qin Fang followed Ouyang Minghe up the mountain while covertly observing the terrain, memorizing it so they could use the information on their way down.

"You..." Su Jing trembled with rage. The thickness of this person's skin could truly rival a wall of copper and iron.

"Fine, I admit it. I've been corrupted by Tuoba Rui." Mu Qingyi shrugged nonchalantly. Having stayed by Tuoba Rui's side for three years, his mind full of filth seemed to have made her a bit abnormal as well.

As for meals, this was the one thing that gave Gao Ze the most relief. He had been worried that Yuan Xiao would stop eating due to her grief. Man is steel, and rice is iron; one could never fully recover on nutrient solution alone. Watching Yuan Xiao eat with gusto, Gao Ze found his own appetite returning.

Qin Muyun's temperament appeared gentle and harmless, yet having worked with him for so long, she knew that while he seemed easygoing on the surface, he was not a man who compromised easily.

She felt a twinge of worry, but since this man often did the unexpected, she trusted that cooking shouldn't be too difficult for him.

Unfortunately, since the founder of the sect, even the most brilliant talents of the Flying Sky Imperial Blade style had only been able to achieve seven slashes in a single strike.

Seeing his men dwindling while the enemy drew ever closer, the new city lord could hold on no longer. Abandoning his subordinates, he fled toward the palace, calling for his guards as he ran.

Over the past half-month, Su Yi had stopped being so arrogant and domineering toward Li Yan; on the contrary, she was respectful and no longer went out of her way to provoke him.

At this moment, Hongxi's younger brother, the six-year-old Hongjin—son of the Crown Princess—began to wail in his wet nurse's arms. He had been thrilled by the fire dragon performance and insisted on getting down.

Now, this newly awakened innate divine ability, the "Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger," was little more than a useless burden to him.

Fourth Master knew perfectly well that the Chun woman could not possibly conceive, yet he deliberately went along with the situation and raised her status. Lu Fuyao naturally understood his intentions.

At that moment, the internal energy in Master Wuya's palm continued to shift. After condensing into a ball, it suddenly split apart like a flower bud, blooming petal by petal, white as snow.

Fourth Master watched her retreating figure with a faint smile. He had wanted to keep her for the night, but he feared her restlessness would provoke him again. If things went up and down, he was afraid it might harm the child in her womb.

Shen Yuan felt a void in his mind, as if all his thoughts had been drained away in an instant.

Hao Zhou had originally expected this mission to be time-consuming. To his surprise, Xin Ruo Zhishui was incredibly lucky; she had obtained an inner core after killing just one sea snake, while he had needed to kill five to get one.

He could absorb any attack; even when a blade struck him, it would sink into a void without ever splitting him in two.