Chapter 32

Zhang Xiumei subconsciously felt that Chen Liang, who resembled Jiang Sheng so closely, was indeed Jiang Sheng. Yet, times had changed and people had moved on; that Jiang Sheng was no longer the Jiang Sheng she knew. What should have been a joyful reunion left her unable to accept the reality.

Most of the crowd echoed Master Zhanyue’s words, seizing the opportunity to kill Hua Qingtong to prevent future trouble.

The letter slipped from my hand onto the wet floor, trampled into the mud by men coming and going from the bathhouse. I rushed to pick it up, but the ink had already bled into a blur from the water. I could only make out the closing line: "Meet me one hundred meters west of the stone bridge. Liu Lanying."

"I have a way to mask our aura, making us appear just like the spirit soldiers and generals," Jihua said, lifting his chin with proud confidence. "That way, we won't draw the Spirit King's attention, and the soldiers won't attack us."

She had guessed her opponent’s plan: using diversions to confuse her and lure her toward the areas with fewer guards. Yue Qianhuan trusted herself. She wasn't certain of the outcome, but she trusted her intuition and her gut.

While most people, driven by greed, would have looted all the spirit stones and medicinal herbs, she left behind what the villagers needed, taking only what she required for herself.

The subsequent volley of bullets followed, slamming into the great tree with a terrifying roar, as if the tree itself were wailing in pain.

Life is always like this; things rarely go as planned. Though they were separated by the ends of the earth, their hearts remained within reach.

Sometimes, she couldn't help but see Enlaike as her own younger brother, yet this brother was never quite as capable as she hoped.

Amidst the decadence and the singing and dancing, how many people truly saw the suffering and sorrow of the common folk? The elites continued their internal strife, spinning webs of conspiracy and playing the same tiresome games in new ways.

"Go be a guest professor wherever you like," the head said, cutting off Old Five, who had been rambling on about the importance and necessity of maintaining the project's continuity. He had no patience left to listen.

Ling Cao accepted his orders and departed. In the blink of an eye, he had intercepted the Third Prince’s party. Without asking for reasons, he drew his sword and struck. Having attained the Saint Realm with exceptional insight, his cultivation had progressed by leaps and bounds since mastering the Jade Void Art, such that he held even ordinary God-level experts in contempt. The Third Prince’s party was no match for him; several were cut down in the first exchange.

Both sides harbored hidden agendas, and therein lay the opportunity for the Soft Alliance. Financial Institution B wanted to confirm whether the Soft Alliance truly possessed concrete evidence, while Russia B was focused on how to evade the impending blow.

With a flick of her finger, Chris cast a barrier over the dining table. Everyone felt their mouths open, but not a single sound could escape. It seemed they had no choice.

"Nice to meet you!" Liu Xiao shook his hand and habitually added, "Officer Liu!" He immediately realized his mistake, looked at Liu Chen, and laughed sheepishly.

Hearing this, Xie Junrui smiled as brightly as an African daisy. His orange-yellow face beamed at her as if she were the sun; for once, he didn't feel dazzling at all.

Though she didn't know why Alpha had suddenly turned against the Church at such a critical moment, nor did she know the history of their grudge, it was clear that Alpha and the Church were at odds.

"Hm?" Xia Yu stopped smiling, looking curiously at Liu Xing, who was listless with dark circles under his eyes. In her mind, he should have retaliated against her words without hesitation; why was his attitude so mild today?

But listening to Zixuan, the symptoms were identical to what she had seen at the Liyue Palace. She wasn't entirely certain yet, especially regarding whether Xiao Yuyin was truly the Palace Mistress of Liyue. She had quietly used a special method to verify it earlier, which only deepened her confusion.

"Isn't Su Qingge supposed to be the one in power?" Ruan Shui Shui scratched her head, blinking her eyes.

The mutated magic salamander was contaminated, but the cubs in its belly remained untouched.

Since she was a young lady who had never stepped outside, she must be the daughter of a wealthy family. But why would she appear here? And what was this about searching for relatives?

The problem was, even if Sun Quan hadn't made that decision, he would still have to watch Liu Xie slowly annex Jingzhou. By then, even if the Cao-Sun alliance remained intact, how long could they hold out against a court that controlled eight-tenths of the world?

They had never imagined that the blend of natural and artificial could be so beautiful.

She watched with her own eyes as he drank the Water of Oblivion, yet she lacked the courage to drink it herself. She did not want to forget him.

In the warm afternoon light, Luo Qinghan dressed with vigor, looking like a beast that had been well-fed and satisfied.

The large rat kept calling them mortals, which secretly annoyed Li Yunmu. Suddenly, he reached out and hoisted the creature into the air.

Li Yunmu only glanced at the information provided by the system scan for the first four individuals before deciding there was no need to look further. They were all inner-disciple elites from the original five sectors.

A trace of blood leaked from the corner of Xu Ziling's mouth, eventually mingling with sweat and dripping onto the jade hands of the Yin Empress.