Chapter 17: Making a Grave Mistake

“Let them be,” Qin Yu said dismissively.

It would have been strange if Sun Yue did nothing at all.

Such accusations without concrete evidence could not harm him; at worst, they were just a nuisance and not worth paying attention to.

Seeing his indifference, Ge Tianyun warned, “Qin Yu, don’t take this lightly, they…”

Fujiwara Senya suddenly knelt face down before Zhao Bei; then Fujiwara Senrui followed suit, and the two sisters tremblingly called out “Daddy Zhao” one after the other.

For a long time, Lan Xiu had not relied on magical weapons. Even the Wind Whisper Sword was a gift from the New Moon Mercenary Group.

“I know that. But once you choose a side, you cannot play both ends,” Luo Sheng nodded, his expression resolute.

There was really nothing much to discuss about energy; at this stage, it would only be a slight increase from the current level.

Fan Hanhang had already focused the camera on Mo Fei, and when he spoke, the livestream chat exploded again.

“In fact, the Bureau of Roads’ design institute is part of the railway bureau, a state-owned unit. I think it shouldn’t be a problem,” Liu Feng pondered.

He still did not believe that Ye Ming was behind the poisoning at Le Shi Fang. The victims were Mayor Chen and the British ambassador to China, and Ye Chun was the true mastermind behind Diao Si Liu’s murder. Moreover, the witnesses had confessed. Such a grave crime could not be lightly granted bail.

A sound, sharp and piercing as if from a dark abyss, suddenly rang out, shattering the eardrums of Lan Xiu and the others, penetrating directly to their brains.

Seeing that Lan Xiu showed no sign of stepping back, Xilie, who had arrived on the scene, simply reached out to push Lan Xiu aside and took the stage alone.

If it had been in a previous life, Luo Sheng might have relished stirring up the world’s affairs at will, but in this life, he preferred to keep a low profile. Especially before his promotion to legend, once his power was solidified and he could handle all challenges, he did not want to become a target of special attention.

Forget about socializing and playing roles; Brother Sun Ce was the head of the Sun family’s power and frequented places of pleasure, yet he was always clean and maintained an impeccable reputation.

The victory was assured; no matter what, the German army’s triumph was inevitable. The only difference lay in the scale of casualties and the time spent.

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“Senior Sister Xueqing, are you alright?” Lianyun City anxiously watched Xueqing. After so many days, she had grown thinner, her eye sockets hollowed, and her expression vacant.

As a noble middle school, the students at Jizhong were naturally either wealthy or noble. But compared to the Kyoto Experimental Middle School, there was no comparison—many students there came from highly powerful families, while Jizhong mostly had second-generation rich kids.

This time, the Empire would mobilize all its main forces to swallow the entire fleet sent by Britain to escort the expeditionary army.

Without causing harm, a single punch sent the unfortunate Xuanxian-level great demon flying dozens of miles away—such power was far beyond what mere Taiyi scattered immortals could achieve.

A year ago, Reinhardt might have hesitated before making such a decision. If the Army High Command had consulted him before ordering Guderian to halt the offensive, rather than acting unilaterally, he would not have so rashly demoted those generals to staff officers.

Not even fifteen minutes passed before the elder’s seats on both sides were filled with people.

Such a photo, taken inside a car, could easily stir all manner of romantic imaginations.

Wang Huizhi did not bother with formalities, nor did those present salute; they merely waved and smiled, a simple greeting.

With a “boom,” a five-story-high wave suddenly collapsed and fell back into the sea.

Ordinary cultivators reach Foundation Establishment at thirty, True Core at a hundred years old. A thousand years is not long for cultivators, and the higher the cultivation, the harder it is to advance. Xue Tu’s claim that he could achieve it within two thousand years was no exaggeration.

Tian Jiao was momentarily speechless. Su Jinyun’s gaze fixed on the closed door of the side hall; she waited for the final moment. Either Bu Chen would renounce his worldly status to marry her, or… she dared not think further.

“Can we have a look?” Ling asked curiously, having never seen a meteorite.

At that moment, the elder lightly clapped his hands, and a silver-glowing orb appeared in his right palm.

“That’s natural. What? As a talent of Liang State, are you planning to ignore their provocations again?” Zhou Dongyue said with some displeasure.

It could only be said that Aunt Liu was luckier than Lady Cui, and Aunt Liu’s methods were also more skillful.

If the people were too poor to have money, it would inevitably cause many troubles. Although Yan Kun did not care, Liang Jun certainly took it very seriously.

Suddenly, an explosion sounded like muffled thunder, followed by earth-shaking tremors. Trees embraced by several people swayed violently everywhere in the mountains, leaves scattered, the sky darkened—the scene was apocalyptic.

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Suddenly, a wave of azure light surged, and the totem on the ground vanished along with Yun Qingxue.

Song Canran had no mood to pay attention to him; her boyfriend was beside her, so she had no interest in other men.

But her body was still weak and had to be supported to avoid falling. In that instant, all her strength was drained, and even when using her domain at the end, she was overexerted.

It seemed there was no reason to stay in this world any longer. Perhaps, after I recover, I will take my host to the next world.

Zhang Feiyan and Yun Feng suddenly extinguished the sparks between them. Zhang Feiyan had just prepared to give herself to Yun Feng, but Yun Feng suddenly stopped halfway, leaving Zhang Feiyan somewhat disappointed.

Su Rou’s lips curved into a faint smile, her lively eyes full of slyness, making it hard to discern the truth behind her words.

“Not at all. Compared to you, they are still too inexperienced.” Her own child did not have such scheming and cruelty.

But it was no wonder others thought so; this girl was simply too mischievous. Yet, because of a certain incident, she stopped being so unruly—she nearly broke her leg that time.

Actually, Donna still had a place to go—it depended on whether she wanted to go, mainly because it was far away.

Xu Yu was from Jiangzhou like him; they had been classmates since middle school and childhood sweethearts until high school, when they finally confessed.

Xia Weiwei’s delicate face paled slightly; her lips were tightly bitten, her eyes dark and troubled, emotions complex.

“What did you say?” Leng Sicheng exploded in anger, snatching his phone and immediately calling Gu Qingqing.

Because of a previous arrow wound that nearly struck a vital point, and the lingering poison in her body, Ling Yue’s health was already weak. Now, in her distress, she could not stop coughing.