Chapter 133: Intentions
In trigonometry and Spanish class the next day, Bella was surprised to find that Jessica was no longer chattering endlessly to herself as she usually did. When they walked together between classes, Jessica remained silent the entire time.
Bella simply did not dare ask why. If Mike had turned down her invitation, then Bella was the last person Jessica would ever want to tell.
At lunch, Bella grew even more worried when she saw that Jessica was sitting far away from Mike.
She shook her head and thought,
In the end, the kind rabbit-eared girl helped tear open the paper bag and squeeze the food inside onto a plate, allowing Pang Pang to experience this extraordinary dinner.
The Buddha statue was smashed to pieces with effortless ease by the enormous palm. Monk Ku Chan was sent flying backward into the barrier like a cannonball, suffering grievous injuries.
He Peng’s temper flared instantly. “Damn it! When other people talk about me behind my back, I let it go because they’re older. But you? No way. Even if you count the three bankrupt companies I brought back to life as having cleaned up after you, shouldn’t you at least know how to be grateful?”
“Little Sister Qinglian, please, I beg you. Give me a way to live.” Tian Cuihua’s legs went limp, and she fell to her knees again.
Besides, if her own strength had not been formidable, and if she had not stood a chance of clearing the World Core Fragment dungeon, she probably would not have been able to protect herself and her sister-in-law at all.
It was Xiangling’s first time in the city, and her first time seeing a place of such grandeur. She was so nervous that she did not even know where to put her feet.
Perhaps everyone in the world believed that a Buddhist sanctuary like Prajna Temple produced nothing but serene, detached masters who devoted themselves to austere cultivation without ever falling from the path.
The people there wore different expressions—curiosity, respect, indifference, and even a certain hidden resentment and envy.
Seeing this, Lu Yao knew that the master of the assembly was about to say something of real substance. He immediately sat up straight and listened intently, afraid that missing even a single word would prevent him from glimpsing the true countenance of the Great Way.
When Eldest Sister heard that Wei Zhen had bought the land, she hurried back from the county seat with her children, intending to persuade her to give up. Instead, Wei Zhen ended up persuading her.
But just as he raised his head, drew the bow to its full extent, and prepared to fire into the sky, the Chaos Lord’s subordinate, Badraggs of the Golden Hammer, suddenly came charging forward. He leapt high into the air and, astonishingly, placed his own body directly in the path of the divine strike.
Even the most good-natured person in the world could not possibly have much patience left at that point, and so he had no choice but to roar as though burdened by bitter hatred.
After hearing this, Meng Qi smiled and said, “Third Princess, are you saying that Dragon Valley and the Fox Clan must obey the Dragon Palace’s commands unconditionally? That seems a little… heh.” He stopped halfway through, confident that Ao Yan understood what he meant.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else in the conference room wore surprised expressions, their gazes converging on Jia Zhengjin.
Just as she raised her head and was about to agree, she heard her own brother’s voice. She could not help swallowing back the words she was about to say.
“I knew it. How could Brother Zhang Liang curse someone like that? This fellow is truly ruthless toward himself, to be able to insult himself with words like those.” After forcefully swallowing his steamed bun, the fat man nodded with an expression that said it was exactly as he had expected upon hearing Zhang Liang’s explanation, then continued with his unfinished task of gnawing through the bun.
Cheng Ruowei’s affectionate gestures still made him somewhat unaccustomed, so when she wrapped her arms around his, Meng Qi felt a faint trace of nervousness. Still, he was far more at ease than before.
“Dalang, Mother has made her decision. Her birthday banquet will be entrusted to your Wudalang Sesame Cakes. You’ll have to work hard the day after tomorrow!” Ximen Qing said cheerfully.
She truly did not understand. She wanted to ask, but she was also afraid that Jin Yan’s inexplicable anger might be vented on her. After imagining the scene, she decided it was probably better to let it go.
The concise words clearly explained the relationship between the two while also serving as a greeting without seeming discourteous.
After analyzing the situation, Lena tried to provoke the elf, hoping to see some anxiety or unease on the other’s face. Unfortunately, things did not go as she wished. The elf’s voice beneath the cloak remained as gentle and tranquil as ever.