Chapter 33

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She was not wrong. Legally speaking, all of the Chi family's assets now ought to belong to Chi Xingwan.

The talent effect of the Adorable King was that any older creature, upon seeing its possessor for the first time, would develop an unusually high initial favorability toward them.

Although Fang You's psychological age was far more mature and he did not possess the children's intense emotions, he could still understand that peculiar yearning.

And if the fate of the nation were wagered, with the decision made before the two armies, Northern Qi would lose little more than some men and horses before retreating to its original borders. We, on the other hand, had committed nearly half of the Southern Dynasty's mobile forces, while risking Jingkou being left virtually undefended and Jiankang's gates standing wide open.

After hearing this, everyone's expression darkened, becoming exceptionally grim. Their already anxious hearts sank even further.

The village chief had intended to have someone escort those good-for-nothing bastards over to apologize, but unexpectedly, the others had acted so swiftly that they had packed up long ago and were already on the road, driving their livestock ahead of them.

On her way back to the MR Group, Ruan Xingmian deliberately called Ruan Shenxing and told him that she would be leaving for Haizhou tonight and expected to return tomorrow.

Now, of course, the truth had come to light. Empress Hulv had been deposed and sent to the Cold Palace, and before long she would probably be ordered to become a nun.

The two had not yet entered the court and did not sense anything amiss when two soldiers rushed at each of them from either side.

The moment he stepped inside, dense fog concealed the Immortal Origin Rank behind him and also cut off the cultivators outside from seeing what was happening within.

Not long after Zhong Kui departed, the sound of clashing armor rang out. Bai Qi, clad in blood-red armor, slowly entered the great hall and dropped to one knee.

It was the sort of fence-sitting behavior despised by everyone in society. If Lü Bu of the Three Kingdoms period was a servant of three families, then the two of them were textbook examples of shamelessly bending whichever way the wind blew.

“You’re still looking?” Lu Shuang'er’s voice interrupted Chu Yiheng’s thoughts. She stamped her foot with a hint of embarrassment.

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As Guo Gaodan listened to Lu Chaojin speak, he knew that although the latter was trying hard to appear detached, none of what he said came from the heart.

Liu Busheng returned to his room in a foul mood. After closing the door, he found his phone on the bed and began using it to pass the time.

For a moment, Lu Anru did not know whether to show the depression of wanting to cry or the astonishment born of hatred. She awkwardly raised a hand and scratched her head. They could not possibly exchange their own secrets merely to extract someone else’s. Would that not make Sheng Mingbai’s efforts pointless and affect many others as well? Yin Yi, for one, would be exposed first.

Only this time, they did not attack the team members. Instead, they converged toward the same destination.

At present, all he needed to do was hide securely within the military camp and await the emperor’s decree. The moment the imperial edict reached his hands, his army would point its blades directly at the noble clans led by the Zhen family.

That way, no matter how serious an injury the enemy inflicted upon him, it would ultimately rebound upon them several times over, while he himself would merely absorb a certain amount of their energy to replenish his own.

Was she trying to conceal her true strength from everyone else? What, exactly, was she hoping to accomplish by doing this?

I saw him abruptly snatch up a submachine gun of tremendous power and was startled half to death. I hurriedly raised my own gun and aimed it at him. Zheng Xiong and A Xia also assumed battle stances, ready to launch an attack alongside me at any moment.

In the end, Shen Lian handed the three medicinal beasts over to Hong Zijun. After all, they had originally belonged to Benevolent Hall, so returning them was only proper.

“The first day of the fourth month!” After hanging up, I was overjoyed, yet faintly melancholy as well. It was only when I heard Uncle Dachuan and A Xia approaching from a distance that I quickly drew a deep breath, forced a smile, and went out to meet them.

Colonel Oda looked at Kenny with great curiosity. These past few days, Kenny had kept asking him where a person could be confined—or, more precisely, where someone could be locked away with no chance of escape. After much thought, Colonel Oda had remembered this place, so he brought Kenny here for a visit today.

“Squad leader, is that place a dead end?” Huang Haiyang asked, unable to resist smoothing things over after seeing Zhong Wei come off worse.

Nameless took a single step forward, as though he had employed the divine ability of shrinking the earth to a foot. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached Akuta’s face.

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The angrier Old Liu became as he spoke, the less Mrs. Tian could do. At that moment, Shen Lian came over and silently sat by the window, gently massaging Old Liu’s palm. Old Liu stared at him in confusion, unable to understand what he was doing.

After breaking through into the Saint Realm, his Breath Concealment Technique had entered an entirely new level. Even experts of the Great Saint Realm would find it exceedingly difficult to see through his invisibility. Of course, this assumed that he did not move recklessly. Against an ordinary Saint Realm expert, he was confident that his opponent would not discover his presence at all.

Having survived the brutal conditions of the rainforest, Liu Ninghan knew what had ambushed her.

“All right. Does anyone have a different opinion about what I just said?” the officer asked.

Such a strange reality was no good sign. The absence of household waste likely meant that no one had been living in the entire village to begin with. At the very least, it had probably been uninhabited for a long time before the apocalypse erupted.

Earlier, in City N, Zhang Zhao had given Song Qing and Han Yue each a short samurai sword. Neither of them had paid much attention to it, and the weapons had almost always been left in the car. Li Yan had a short dagger that could barely suffice against a small number of zombies. In any other situation, however, she would be helpless.

Several days of flying high above the ground had not attracted the attention of the enemies below. What entered Richard’s view was an endless golden panorama. The crops and plants covering the earth formed a sea of gold, swaying gently in the breeze as if they had melted into one.

Eyes suddenly welled in Sal’s throat. The chief adviser’s words had wounded him deeply. Sal wanted to punch him, but he did not lose his composure. It had been many years since anyone had raised such a slogan.

Outside Andorhal, Richard had already arrived ahead of time. Standing before him was a black-robed mage—the very culprit who had initiated this disaster, Kel’Thuzad.

After hearing Richard’s explanation, Primatis nodded in sudden understanding. She cared only about the authenticity of the intelligence; the rest of the story was merely something to listen to. Iori scratched her head. She had not spent many years in Azeroth, and she truly had no way to answer after Richard brought this up.

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