Chapter 183 I Will Not Divorce You

Both Brothers Betrayed Me? With the Beijing Prince Backing Me, I'm Unstoppable Cheng Jiusi 1391 words 2026-04-01 07:35:08

Jiang Shaozhang sneered coldly.

Wen Ni said, "Jiang Shaozhang, I’m sorry, I..."

Jiang Shaozhang’s expression remained icy as he said, “You clearly know that what you did was wrong, so why can’t you do something that makes up for it?”

Wen Ni was speechless.

Jiang Shaozhang slapped his forehead. “Wen Ni, I don’t want to divorce you.”

Wen Ni remained silent.

He exhaled heavily. “At least, not right now.”

“Transparent Man, I’m giving you one last chance. Will you cooperate with me or with Brother Huali?” The chainsaw murderer shouted towards the other side where Transparent Man was.

Even someone as formidable as him, a level 99 powerhouse with nearly a full 100,000 combat strength, couldn’t defeat him.

String attacks—vibrational wave assaults—require a powerful soul. This was Lu Ya’s conclusion. Moreover, Lu Ya believed that a strong soul was essential for eventually breaking free from the conscious string prison.

Transparent Man summoned his pets—three giant snakes—that charged at me. At the same time, a much larger serpent appeared behind me. This was Transparent Man’s guest, an unknown god-level NPC who could teleport instantly.

Because the Black Silk Puppet had its own aura, it naturally felt familiar, as if facing a former self, making it hard to feel anger. Could this be the effect of the Black Silk Puppet?

Right after I said this, Yu stared at me intently, making me feel uneasy. Then I suddenly felt pain in my arm.

An old-fashioned scene, combined with beautiful music, seemed unable to melt this icy heart of Rose, and the sudden attack by the Mountain Dog ignited the man's fury instantly. It seemed he was not someone who could maintain a long disguise.

The unscrupulous merchant player laughed, “Enough talk. I’ll log off today and come find you. They’re currently negotiating with the Scarlet one.” His eyes gleamed with excitement.

Kasi gritted his teeth, filled with hatred and anger, and said word by word, “Let’s go to the capital.”

Upon hearing Li Feng’s words, Zhang Tingting’s displeasure vanished without a trace. After so long, Li Feng finally remembered to spend time with her—how could she not be happy?

But Old Wei’s expression was not as joyful as mine; instead, he frowned seriously, frequently looking around cautiously.

A domineering, sinister aura emanated from them, shrouded in black energy, and that black energy was powerful.

So, he switched the channel to the shopping network, finding the loud quarrels between the two hosts quite entertaining.

This was a critical issue, because the White God Sect guarded outside, yet someone had still managed to enter. The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes.

“I’ve attained sainthood in my body. The help given to Chazi is clearly less than what I offer you, so take it,” Tian Ermiao said firmly.

“Senior Brother?” Upon hearing this, Liu Yifeng stopped practicing. He knew the results must have come in—an overseer had chosen him.

With Chen Xiang’s mid-stage Purple Rank cultivation, using the Dragon Suppression Art was an extraordinary move. Chen Xiang understood the significance of the ancient dragon god, so he went all out without reservation.

This person was very strong, incomparable to any previous Seas. Yang Xuan was well aware of this but remained calm and unafraid.

The Origin Plane was vast, especially the Eighth Origin Plane, which was even more ancient than Hongmeng. Qin Jun and the others crossed hundreds of divine realms before finally arriving at the Luoyang Tomb Domain.

Furthermore, Yang Tingrong and the other two were somewhat distant from Li Chengsheng, especially after Li Chengsheng revealed the secret of the Divine Finger to Tian Ermiao.

Every powerful figure eyed each other warily, searching for the best opportunity to strike.

Zeng Haoran and two others gathered to sift through Wang Meng’s personal belongings, commenting and chattering incessantly. Besides the black cloud covering Wang Meng’s face, all that was left was a bitter smile.

“Did that Taoist really find nothing after returning?” Chen Xuan seemed skeptical of the old lady’s words and couldn’t help but ask a few more questions.