Chapter 39: Audacious

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Just then, Zhao Qiang’s voice came from beneath the well.

“My lord, we’ve found something—an immeasurable hoard of gold, silver, and jewels!”

Qin Yu had been waiting for precisely those words.

He immediately ordered, “Go at once. Arrest Sun Jian and everyone in the entire Sun residence. Do not let a single one escape!”

He then cupped his hands toward Ge Tianyun: ...

The assassination attempt against Prince Anjie had thrown the entire court into a state of panic. Everyone believed that the Princess of Northern Liao was an ill omen and that she must be harboring some scheme by coming to Great Qi. That day, several officials had even memorialized the throne, urging that the marriage alliance be reconsidered. This was exactly what Sheng Mingzhu wanted.

This affection was probably much like Mingyi’s feelings for Cheng Yan—simply because the child was pure.

“Enough nonsense. Has a girl recently been forcibly sold to you?” Deputy General Wang had no desire to waste words with her and went straight to the point.

Xuanyuan Yeyan did not even spare Danyang and the others a glance. As the Ghost-Splitting Sword flashed into being, she unleashed her ultimate weapon without hesitation.

A moment ago, Ling had been blinded by rage, so she had spoken without thinking. Only after she had calmed down did she realize just how completely she had lost control.

Zhao Wanwan nodded weakly. As she looked at the child, an idea took shape in her mind: this child would have to become the crown prince.

Liang Yunqian’s expression was the ugliest of them all. She clenched both hands into fists and stared resentfully at the figures of the others as they walked farther and farther away.

“Then Mommy won’t have to cry every day anymore.” Led by Aunt Wanqing, Lu Xinyu walked in and came to the bedside.

Unless absolutely necessary, given that he might not yet be able to withstand the Tianxiong Gang, he had no desire to lock horns with such a powerful faction. Since the other side had shown goodwill, he would return it in kind. Even if he had no real intention of forming a close alliance with the Tianxiong Gang, he did not mind exchanging a few polite words on the surface.

“Hey! That’s racial discrimination, you Shenyang native! I’ve come here so many times, and I’ve never once seen you cook!” I said.

“Sir, sir, please stop teasing me. I’ll go with you, all right?” Benedict Albright was practically on the verge of kneeling.

Under such circumstances, the army of the Kingdom of New Nors was able to invade the Baska Empire as though entering an unguarded realm. Wherever they went, no one rose to stop them. If they had not feared swallowing too much and provoking the various powers into joining forces against them, the Kingdom of New Nors would have devoured the Baska Empire long ago, like a snake swallowing an elephant.

“This time, I have no conclusive evidence proving who the mole is. To ensure the operation succeeds, I will keep every detail to myself from now on.” As she spoke, she pointed at her chest with great confidence and authority.

No one could have guessed that the young woman of twenty-seven or twenty-eight was one of the foremost experts in numerical relativity in the human world.

A-Jing greatly enjoyed this position. She braced her feet against the side of the bath to make herself more comfortable, rested her head on her crossed arms, and gazed dreamily at Lu An. Her two swollen, puffy eyes glistened with moisture—whether mist or tears, it was impossible to tell.

As lightning illuminated the cosmos, and as the supreme God-King summoned all things throughout the universe in the name of its master to resist the Outer Gods invading their world, everything in the universe began responding to Zeus’s call.

Yan Ji watched as the unconscious He Xiang drifted toward them through the air, like a low-hanging cloud.

The instant Yang Ji flew in through the veil of light, the assembled cultivators grew excited. In a flash, they all rushed forward to greet him.

Shang Lu soaked his feet in the icy water. A one-hundred-and-fifty-one-millimeter water pipe ran up from within the mountain, spared from the scorching sun. The water carried a refreshing chill. Though it was undrinkable, it was perfect for rinsing off.