"Will she be alright?" Kuroka asked concerned
Let's talk stakes, because these chapters raise them to a whole new level. At the start, Xiao Fuguang is beaten, humiliated, trapped in a marriage where her husband and sister-in-law are conspiring against her. The stakes feel personal—will she survive this? Will she escape? But then the Xiao family arrives, and suddenly the stakes become dynastic. This isn't just one woman vs. one toxic husband anymore. It's a military family vs. a powerful noble house. The Gu family's greatest fear isn't shame—it's losing face before the court. And that's exactly what Xiao Fuguang and her family weaponize. By bringing the funeral procession to the Gu residence, they force a public confrontation. By having the Regent witness it, they elevate it beyond a family matter. By getting the divorce decree from the Regent himself, they make it impossible for the Gu family to quietly sweep this under the rug. But here's what keeps me on the edge of my seat: Gu Xiu's plea. 'Gu Chuan is my only remaining bloodline.' He's not wrong. The Gu family will do everything in their power to protect their last son, even while publicly condemning him. Twenty lashes is humiliating but not fatal. The Dali Temple investigation is pending. This isn't over—any of it. Xiao Fuguang knows this. That's why her smile at the end isn't triumphant. It's predatory. 'This is only the beginning.' She's not done. None of this is done. The Gu family still has power, connections, and pride. And she's just declared war on all three. The tension here is incredible because both sides know the game isn't finished. Gu Chuan is lying on the ground being beaten, but he's still alive. And alive people plot. I can already feel the next wave of conflict coming.
But you don't have to,yota said.
Power Level: C
"I'm not hungry."
"You need to do your best to ensure that no harm comes to us until after you deal with the thieves! I want you to accompany us everywhere until they are dealt with." The second demand.
Then we were taken to our mother ,she was a red haired lady around 24-25 year old,her smile was filled with love and satisfaction to see us ,after some secs the midwife take us away but suddenly a man with mask and black hoodie came in front of us ,after killing the midwife and her assistant in one stroke he take both of in same arm while placing other hand in front of my face.
There's so much.. Oh, so much more that I want to pass on to you.. I wish I could stay with you longer..
I take a bite from my Jokbal. It's spicy on the outside, spicy on the inside as well.... It's still sweet to me! Though it isn't, but you get my point. You don't?!! Well, efff you!! Actually nah, I ain't doing that with anyone other than Kusagi, so efff yourself!! Facts have no place in the tongue!! It does but that's not the point! Oh these hypocrisies in my mind are killing me while I finish my food! Never mind my outrage at myself.
"Oh, is that so? I agree that pans and cookers are not like beakers and test tubes but everything else is the exact same."
Durage didn't come get us, instead it was the prime minister. Holding the Eastern Sword that has been passed down between the general of the Eastern Army ever since the start of the Aurorean monarchy.
The more painful and deadly wounds, like the large claw-shaped gash in my left arm, were slowly on their way to extensive scar tissue. I rotated my arm in an attempt to figure out if my wounds had hindered it in any way, but, other than the intense pain, there wasn't anything wrong with moving it.