Chapter 26: Do You Think My Reign Is Coming to an End?

Qin Yu did not push into the crowd, choosing instead to listen silently to the discussions of the commoners around him. He soon grasped the nature of Emperor Qianwu’s disciplinary measures against Prince Su.

A ten-year salary forfeiture, revocation of the Prince’s ceremonial guard, and the stripping of his descendants' rights to inherit both his title and his fiefdom.

For Prince Su, a ten-year salary forfeiture was utterly insignificant; that amount of silver would not even cover the annual food and drink expenses for the servants of the Prince’s estate. However, the revocation of his ceremonial guard was a much more severe blow.

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Ye Feng carefully admired Wen Biyun. She wore a look of languid, bewitching charm; her sexy, ruby-red lips were slightly parted, breathing quietly and exhaling a sweet, orchid-like fragrance. Her full, high, and snowy-white bosom rose and fell gently with her breath.

Entrusting this task to Fukuda Dao was an excellent choice. Fukuda Mashou placed great trust in him, and with Fukuda Dao taking family experts along, there would naturally be no major issues. Of course, the support from His Majesty the Emperor only bolstered Fukuda Mashou’s confidence.

Dr. Liao felt awkward about pressing for payment, but the overdue bills had dragged on for some time. Knowing her financial hardships, the hospital had already covered a significant portion of the costs.

This counterattack was no laughing matter; Le Fan had charged Gao Sheng as the mastermind behind the entire incident.

"Heh, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and wisdom is in the eye of the wise. Sister Gao Lan, you certainly have a sharp tongue, haha," Le Fan chuckled.

He smiled and withdrew from Ling Kui’s body, returning to his own, while an indescribable exhaustion filled his heart.

The old Daoist boastfully described the token’s powers before grabbing Liang Shan’s hand and flying toward a distant mansion. He was very satisfied with the expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred shown by the ghost messengers. This was the reaction he wanted—to stun everyone the moment he appeared.

"You have some ability, but no one who has offended my Azure Dragon has ever lived to see the next day’s sun." Caught off guard by the attack, Azure Dragon was clearly stunned for a moment, then stepped forward, gripping a slender blue saber and slashing down fiercely.

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Just then, a heaven-shaking radiance streaked across the firmament and descended upon the scene, waving a hand to shatter the two golden steles. It was the Great Elder of the North Courtyard, Bu Zhouhai.

Li Yunhui had actually wanted to ask Li Shangshan why he had been willing to let himself be bound and beaten by the lead thug just to save her, but as the words reached her lips, seeing Li Shangshan’s calm expression, she found herself blurting out something entirely different. After speaking, she felt her cheeks burning, realizing her words had been incoherent.

The soldiers surrounding the Japanese soldiers were forced to break the siege and retreat far away, leaving only Ma Qian’an behind, armed with his Mauser pistol. The eight Japanese soldiers did not hesitate, ejecting the bullets from their rifles, which clattered onto the ground.

Another interesting phenomenon was that neither Fujiwara nor Qianqiu Xue were on the list. I suspect this is because they knew the ins and outs of the Japanese spies better than anyone and, having no reason to, would not provoke them.

"Fine, fine! Then what special abilities can be obtained in a Tier 1 space?" Xiao Han, resigned, was ultimately defeated by his own curiosity.

Li Xiang was terrified. Gu Yi’s power was definitely ten times stronger than the finger he had just used to blast the Immortal, yet the opponent had caught it with ease and even managed to injure him. Could the Sinners truly be this powerful?

The three exchanged glances. Having lost the Demon-Binding Rope, they had to use their own Spirit-Martial supernatural powers to constantly control the boy’s movements. Of course, for people of their cultivation level, this was merely a mental exertion and did not feel strenuous.

Ma Qian’an certainly appreciated Li Siqing’s "understanding of the situation." If a wild horse like Li Siqing were to fly solo, how could he manage without a bridle?

"Ignore the priest, attack the knights with everything you have. Tank, you charge straight in. Die, go kill the Bright Knights with the Light Shield," Li Xiang commanded.

"Chinese? The Chinese always manage to surprise me," Norwich remarked, accepting the reality after his initial shock.

As for why the other half of the camp was spared, it was not out of the Japanese soldiers’ kindness, but because they had been truly terrified by the bombs; a moment of carelessness meant touching "Death," and this had robbed them of the courage to burn the remaining wooden shacks.

Xing Fei felt shocked. Although he had not fully witnessed how the Creator of the World emerged and forged the myriad things of the universe, he had seen a glimpse of the process of creation.

"Damn it! Is there no justice left? Can someone just buy and sell by force here in the capital?" Xu Yang shouted.

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Trouble had arrived! It must be said, some people are like dogs; they can track down a location just by the scent.

Overhead, the massive Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Dragon-Suppressing Stone emitted a blinding, boundless light. Bolts of cyan and purple lightning surged incessantly in every direction. At the same time, the colossal formation pressed down frantically toward the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Ling couldn't help but gasp repeatedly, feeling fortunate that he had listened to Yan Xiaotong. If he had insisted on descending from the heavens, no number of lives would have been enough to pay the price.

In an age where all information spreads with extreme speed, it seems the "tragedy card" has been played so often that people have become desensitized to much of the sorrow they encounter.

A flame flickered to life, lighting a pure white cigarette. As smoke was exhaled from her pink lips, her face was revealed through the swirling mist.

"I said, who I am is not important. Since you are fated to be here, I will get straight to the point. Do you see the black jade chess piece and the nine indentations on the jade table before you?" The old man, with his long white beard flowing without wind, stroked it slowly and spoke to Qingyun in a deep voice.

Han Mingchao smiled at the text message, his face wearing an evil charm that made him truly enigmatic.

However, all the sweet, kind, beautiful, and moving words must have already been spoken to her by her loved ones. Yet, these harsh, unbearable words were exactly what her family would never say to her.

A flash of sharp light crossed the old mage’s clouded eyes, and an undisguised greed appeared on his face.

On the way back to the troop, it was just past one o'clock. They were still on their lunch break. I went to the dormitory and lay on the bed, my mind a complete mess.