178: Chapter 178 Beast Taming Academy is choosing a master for Chu Sheng? Is there a new school beauty?

Beast Taming Academy, at the entrance of the assembly hall.

Mu Shouhan and a group of high-level officials spent quite a while finally understanding the full sequence of events.

Five-star intelligence! King-grade bloodline! Dual cultivation of mental energy and blood vitality, with maxed-out attack, defense, and speed, plus top-tier support abilities...

With every trait he heard, Mu Shouhan's eyes brightened a bit more. By the end, Mu Shouhan and the high-level officials were all left in a daze!

All these abilities and traits gathered in a single cockroach...

The sedan chair moved forward, and the man in the cloak followed closely behind, dragging heavy chains.

Thinking of this, Gu An couldn't help but feel as if his chest were stuffed with a ball of cotton—stuffy, congested, and uncomfortable.

Before 'What do you mean?' could escape his mouth, the air on the court suddenly grew heavy. Arai's heart skipped a beat; he turned to look and saw Hayano slowly lowering his head, looking straight ahead, and gripping his racket as it pointed diagonally toward the ground.

At this moment, Lin Fan prepared to explain. Although he didn't know why the other party had blurred him out—perhaps to protect him—as the righteous Lin Fan, how could he let a girl bear this alone? If there was to be cursing, let them curse him as well.

Li Tan felt a pang of sympathy; he remembered that during the years he spent as a wandering rogue in the streets and marketplaces, his situation had been much the same.

At this moment, Si Zhu's words echoed in her heart as Wang Lingyun looked at everything before her. She couldn't help but ask herself: Is there something only I can do that no one else can?

Although the more powerful his teacher was, the happier he became, the current situation was just too much; it was becoming incomprehensible.

What monarch wouldn't have a headache over such a minister? Even with Queen Mother Jun's broad-mindedness, she wouldn't dare allow Tian Dan to return to his country now.

“Your Highness, what should we do if the news that the King of Yan is not dead reaches the capital?” Wang Qing said, his voice filled with anxiety and worry.

They say drunk people are unreasonable, but now it seems it's simply because drunk people have no IQ.

My whole body felt uncomfortable, especially my joints, which ached as if I had a severe flu. I tapped Wang Zitong, signaling for us to leave quickly. Unexpectedly, Wang Zitong leaned against the edge of the bathtub, slowly knelt on the floor, and actually pressed his ear against the cement to listen.

Xia Chu's heart sank. After a brief thought, she couldn't help but sigh; in the end, Yongwei had found out. She was terrified of this; if she'd had the courage, she would have said it long ago. She had harbored the lucky hope that Yongwei wouldn't find out before she left, but it seemed she hadn't been able to keep it hidden.

While speaking, a green light flashed in He Jiang's pupils, and the four poison men behind him immediately charged toward Xiao Tian and Qian Sen.

It's too early to talk about winning or losing, but I can take the initiative to keep them guessing and confused, making them feel as if they are looking into a thick fog.

When Jiang Xiyuan stopped and let go of her hand, she looked up and saw that he had brought her to the Qingfeng Steamed Bun Shop at the entrance of the government office. High stacks of steamer baskets were piled on the large stove at the entrance, with steam billowing out. It was mealtime, and the shed at the entrance was packed with people.

The wife of Shen Miao's second maternal uncle, Luo Liantai, was Madam Ma. Her family was in business, and she was shrewd and pungent. She had a pair of children: an older sister named Luo Tan and a younger brother named Luo Qian.

“My mind is made up, Zijia, you don't need to say more. If the Emperor blames us, I will take full responsibility. Now I only hope the Emperor can show mercy to the two consorts for my sake.” Noble Lady Mei adopted an air of great righteousness, as if she were a manifestation of the Bodhisattva coming to rescue those in suffering.

Wasn't that the case? Concubine Meng's face turned pale and blue in turns. Since that Qiu Ju had entered the manor for the sake of Xiang Chuan, she must be here for revenge. Back then, the deed she committed wasn't exactly a secret; as long as Qiu Ju inquired a little, she would know that the one who harmed her sister was her.

“Are we headed toward the Vermilion Bird Gate?” Although a few Brocade Clad Guards had arrived, those masked men in black were brutal in their attacks, and she feared they might be outmatched. It was probably best to head toward a crowded area for safety, right?