Chapter 35

"What are you doing? I didn't steal anything from you; you can't kill me!" Fang Nunan was terrified. Looking into those icy eyes, he felt as if he were falling into an abyss. In extreme panic, he struggled desperately.

Murong Zhui ignored Mu Lu, who was sitting close to Feng Le, and instead smiled as he spoke to Feng Le.

Seeing Master Miaoyi and the others retreating, Lei Yue did not pursue. With a flick of his body, he appeared before Xuan Zhenzi, the Ascetic Monk, and the others, shouting furiously, "None of you shall pass!" With that, he produced several purple marbles and hurled them directly at them.

"Yes, you didn't go for the kill, but how do you explain today's events? You claim to be good to me, yet you kidnap my wife and children? Do you have the nerve to say you are good to me?" Leng Huatang could no longer bear the sight of Leng Huatang's hypocritical facade and shouted aloud.

Zhang Xuewu remembered that in actual history, T.V. Soong had not led another delegation to Germany after his 1931 visit. This time, however, it was because the Shanghai negotiations had ended in a stalemate, and Soong had to face some of the public indignation back home, forcing him to go abroad to avoid the limelight for a while.

"Remember this: though our Jiang family may lack geniuses, we are not cowards. Likewise, if our Jiang family secures the position of City Lord, we will show no mercy." Just as Zhang Wuliang stepped out of the hall, Jiang Chen stood up and retorted coldly.

At the same time, the storage ring on Tang San's hand shattered instantly. A faint light emerged, and Zeng Qingzi's sail-staff hovered in the air before it, too, began to crumble bit by bit, revealing the shape of a sword scabbard.

Lin Yu had just finished speaking and was about to form seals to summon thousands of blood soldiers when Lu Bo stopped him. Lu Bo's eyes were filled with frost, and he gazed at the Nanzhou Immortal Island hovering above with a look of firm resolve.

When this thought crossed his mind, Jiang Chen was struck with horror. A general or a commander—an elite figure who guarded the Empire or Principality—would actually appear in his home? And to be on such brotherly terms with his father? This was simply unbelievable.

Upon hearing the words of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, the three disciples of Xuandu changed their expressions and looked at her and her companions with heightened vigilance. How could they fail to grasp the implication in her words? They wanted a promise, yet they were deeply apprehensive.

Luo Xiran watched the two approaching and rubbed his nose, looking exactly like a student caught by a teacher.

Hiding behind a tree a little further to the left, Archie witnessed this scene and let out a gasp of shock and awe.

The Demon King had expected to see a face of terror and fear, but instead, he was met with a countenance so indifferent that it was almost impossible to read.

Using only his own strength, he had defeated all of these people in less than a minute.

His words infuriated Shang Ren and his group. Without waiting for Shang Ren to speak, they rushed forward, intending to beat Shen He severely.

Unnoticed by both of them, a series of "click" sounds echoed from beneath the large banyan tree nearby.

Suddenly panicked, he tossed his soda to Hao Guoqiang beside him and chased after them without a word. When he reached the sidelines, he was suddenly pulled back by Li Nan.

When Liu Le stepped out of the car and peered inside, he saw that this was no mere serious illness; the person was clearly already dead.

"I am pleasantly surprised, pleasantly surprised. Let him come next time; I don't even need you lot to come," An Ran said, looking perfectly composed.

After arriving at the Prosperous Lotus, Li Fan booked a private room. Just as he was about to order, he saw a familiar figure.

Jimo also stood up and gently adjusted his sleeves to smooth them out. His voice was calm and rippleless: "Han Yufang, I will never let her see you. You had better give up that thought." If it weren't for the fact that the Ministry of Justice still needed this man to hold his post, he would have torn this madman apart right now.

The distance between them felt as if it had returned to how it once was: she was the sovereign, and he was the subject. Between sovereign and subject, there was nothing more to be said.

Alan couldn't even withstand a single move from them, which showed these men were highly skilled. There was no chance of winning in a direct confrontation; she only hoped they had come for money.

With a few rough men present, what did it matter if the Zhao, Duan, or Zhuo families were strong? They were not from the Qingzhi Empire, and besides, they had only grabbed Zhao Shangshang, each tearing away a layer of her clothing.

Yu Danqing clenched her fists inside her sleeves, wishing she could rush up and ask Imperial Consort Zhang, "Are you out of your mind? Even symptoms of menopause aren't as twisted as yours."

The head steward's expression darkened, and just as he was about to speak, his phone rang in his pocket, drawing his attention away.

Forget it... seeing the breathtaking smile of the beautiful Jimo, let alone asking Xia Shuang to return to the capital, she would pluck the stars and the moon for him if he asked.

"Once Yun Cheng and A-Wei get back, we'll go out to eat. We'll be lazy for once and not cook today," Ji Changgeng said, happily scratching the back of his head.

"Traitor!" An Anti-Japanese United Army soldier stood up and tried to charge at Li Yunfan, but was gunned down on the spot by Qian Sinian.

Thus, the hatred between Chu Mu and the masked man was irreconcilable. Sooner or later, Chu Mu would have to eliminate this person; he could not leave such an enemy on Earth, as it would endanger his family and friends.

With two soft pops, he easily downed two enemies. "Team A, proceed," Liu Yi said, placing his finger outside the trigger guard after firing and looking at Li Jianhui, who gave them a thumbs up.

Miyake Kyoji also stared at Tang Qianlin, wondering who else he could influence besides Liu Mouzheng.