James Wilson
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At last, a hearty laughter bubbled forth from Cha-Eun Xiao's lips. "," he mused privately. Had Song Jue been privy to Cha-Eun Xiao's inner amusement, he would likely have been quite embarrassed. Despite the futility of his own predicament, Song Jue would almost certainly have sought a means to vent his frustrations, often directing his ire at the unfortunate blood guards. They were, after all, convenient targets for such release. It was now the afternoon, and Cha-Eun Xiao was preparing to attend a…
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The reason behind the sudden surge in temperature within the Cha Clan's residence was, in fact, quite straightforward. Cha-Eun Xiao had been tirelessly channeling the searing power of the East-rising Purple Qi throughout the night. Although this power was being employed within a limited scope, its fiery tendrils inadvertently seeped into the surroundings, gradually elevating the room's temperature. Yet, amidst this warmth that enveloped the house, no one had the luxury of time to investigate its origin.…
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Cha-Eun Xiao nodded, showing his agreement with Song Jue's words. Their discussions had revolved around a rather delicate topic—the invitation from the crown prince. He understood the underlying implications and dangers involved. With a sense of assurance, he reassured his uncle. "I'm aware, Uncle Song," Cha-Eun Xiao replied calmly. "Rest assured, if the crown prince dares to make any move against me, I won't hesitate to handle the situation thoroughly. No one will be the wiser." Song Jue, however,…
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The shadow of Mu Cheng-Bai's mysterious death loomed like a cloud over their thoughts, casting a shroud of uncertainty and unease. The unanswered questions hung heavy in the air, leaving them both perplexed. "Who could be responsible for Mu Cheng-Bai's demise?" the steward pondered aloud, his voice laced with curiosity. "And those three assassins, guards of the Crown Prince's Palace, meeting their end in the bustling west street market – who could have orchestrated such a feat? Yet Cha-Eun Xiao…
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Cha-Eun Xiao found himself being led to the backyard by Su Ye-Yue, a charming smile on her lips. It was a warm evening, and the moon cast a soft, silvery glow over the flowers that adorned the garden. "Cha-Eun Xiao, you know, your name is quite unique," Su Ye-Yue began, her laughter like tinkling bells. She flashed her pearly white teeth and chuckled, "I can't help but find it a bit amusing. Cha-Eun Xiao. Cha-Eun Xiao. Hahaha... No matter how hard I try, it sounds like 'midnight snack' to me. Try saying…
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Prince Hua-Yang's voice resonated with unwavering passion, his face flushed with excitement as he recounted the events that had left an indelible mark on his life. "Blood trickled across the blade of his sword," he declared, his eyes glittering with the intensity of his memories. "Each drop formed a crimson cascade, falling to the ground like a macabre rain. His gaze, sharp as honed steel, bore into me as he inquired, 'Su Ding-Guo, I can singlehandedly turn the tide of this battle, but in exchange, you…
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This was a remarkable evening, marking the first time the four of them had gathered for dinner since the engagement of the young couple, Cha-Eun Xiao and Su Ye-Yue. As Prince Hua-Yang savored a couple of drinks, he couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh. "If your father were here, this occasion would be truly perfect..." Princess Hua-Yang, seated beside him, nodded in quiet agreement. There was an observable shift in Prince Hua-Yang's demeanor towards Cha-Eun Xiao. At least for now, the…
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"Cha-Eun Xiao, you insufferable brat!" Prince Hua-Yang's eyes widened in fury. "You little... little troublemaker! What did you just say?" Princess Hua-Yang couldn't help but think to herself, The favorable impression she had for him vanished in an instant. Cha-Eun Xiao chuckled nonchalantly and replied, "Well, today I was out and about when I came across something interesting. It seemed pretty good, so I brought it for you." With that, he dropped a bag onto the floor. "What is it?" Prince…
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Furthermore, Cha-Eun Xiao had more than just a casual interest in acquiring the spear—it was intended for his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang. This gesture symbolized the old adage: 'fertile soil never went to the fields of strangers.' It conveyed his deep respect for his soon-to-be family and his intention to ensure the prince possessed a fitting weapon. This act warmed Cha-Eun Xiao's heart. He realized that building strong relationships with his future family members was as important as any…
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The shopkeeper listened attentively as Cha-Eun Xiao critiqued the sword, his initial indifference slowly giving way to genuine appreciation. Observing that Cha-Eun Xiao was about to take his leave, the shopkeeper hurriedly urged him to stay, his voice filled with sincerity. "Please, sir, do stay a while longer. You speak with the wisdom of a seasoned swordsman. We reserve our finest wares for distinguished guests such as yourself. These weapons displayed in our showcase are merely for show, meant to…
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