Chapter 55 Caught

In fact, anyone with even a little bit of common sense knew that the dead fatty's high-sounding rhetoric was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"There will definitely be generous rewards in the future. Besides, who made you my investor?" Knowing that Nong Yiyao was only joking, Zhao Xin did not take it to heart.

The days spent in companionship were no different from going into seclusion. Yue Chengfeng hardly ever went out; aside from a single trip into the city to purchase a large quantity of ingredients and spiritual herbs, he never stepped outside his room again.

A few days later, Li Jingye, the Duke of Ying, arrived in Yangzhou holding an imperial edict. He claimed he had been newly appointed by the court as the Chief史 (Sima) of Yangzhou, and was ordered by the Empress Dowager to dispatch troops to suppress the rebellion led by Feng Ziyou, the chieftain of Gaozhou. Zhang Jianzhi inspected the edict and declared it authentic, whereupon he formally welcomed Li Jingye to take up his post as the Sima of Yangzhou.

After helping his teammates adapt to the atmosphere on the pitch, Zhang Yuan stopped dropping back. Instead, cleverly moving laterally to evade the marking of the South Korean defensive midfielder, he looked for space to receive the ball and charged forward. His mindset today was indeed very relaxed, and he truly comforted himself with this thought: it happens once every four years, and I still have at least three more chances left; I will eventually seize one.

Given that old drunkard's personality, he simply did not care about his venerable status as an elder of the sect. A fierce, scathing reprimand when he lost his temper was the least of it; physical blows were entirely possible. Therefore, to avoid losing face in front of the disciples upon returning, he ultimately had no choice but to patiently wait in obedience.

Although it seemed that Adele had simply made a casual toss, how could Dobar's acute senses fail to perceive that she had not used even the slightest bit of magic? Yet the moment that magic stone landed, it remarkably generated a spatial rift gateway—so simple and casual that it was utterly infuriating.

That was unmistakably his own avatar. He was still dressed in a white robe, a faint, ambiguous smile lingering on his face as his true thoughts remained unreadable. However, the gaze directed at Leng Feng carried a faint, hidden trace of gratification.

Originally, upon receiving the news that the Shangqing Palace was making a great fanfare and preparing to launch a total offensive against them, the Xuanji Sect had not been idle either. Several of their legendary divine-tier ancestors, who had remained in seclusion from the world for ages, all broke through their barriers and, calling upon friends and allies, put on a posture of fighting a decisive, to-the-death battle with the Shangqing Palace.

"You?" Hearing Lan Sujin's words, Ding Sisi was somewhat bewildered. At a time like this, shouldn't she be with her father? Ding Sisi turned her head to glance at her own father, and instantly understood Lan Sujin's implication—presumably, her old man had not prepared himself yet.

Su Yao, having been repeatedly urged to drink despite declining, was already beginning to look displeased. At this moment, she directly grabbed the hand that had crawled onto her back and flung it away.

Ji Shang stared at him for a while without speaking. A moment later, averting his gaze, he lifted his foot and walked forward.

"He told me he loved me, repeating over and over that he loved me. You know, my heart truly couldn't resist his tenderness; I really fell for it..." Xiao Qing's eyes grew moist.

Reaching out his palm, he slowly picked up a lock of her hair, inhaled its scent near the bridge of his nose, and then leaned his face in toward the back of her neck.

Qin Wanwan gave his shoulder a hard pinch, her eyes sweeping back and forth across his body.

Qin Sihao was not a seasoned veteran after all. Though he desperately wanted to transform into a nightlife expert, he was still merely at the introductory stage, and his dice-shaking techniques still required patient learning.

He was like a child who had finally had his wish granted and received the exact piece of candy he desired most.

Murong Changqing found this expression of his utterly amusing and simply piled all the meat straight into Ni Yexin's bowl.

Ren Jingshu harbored the intent to make him unable to forget her, laying the groundwork for her eventual return to the Zhong family. Therefore, even though she hated Zhong Ming enough to want to strangle him, she was forced to put on a deeply affectionate facade.

As for the Golden Silkworm Gu, she indeed possessed one herself. The Golden Silkworm Gu was exceptionally difficult to raise; originally, there was no such designation, but legend had it that the Golden Silkworm Gu was the most venomous of all sorcery poisons.

"Elder Brother said something major happened in the military camp and came back to the estate to find you, so I led him over," Huang Song offered by way of explanation. Judging by his expression, however, Huang Feng had not told him specifics of the incident.

Faced with such battle results, Prince Zhu was astonished by Persia's defense: "Pass on my command: cease the attack and close the encirclement." The lingering prestige of Persia's Abbas I still held sway, and the Ming army withdrew from the foot of Isfahan like a receding tide, finally allowing the hundreds of thousands of Persian troops atop the city walls to catch their breath.

Prompted by Qing Feng's reminder, I too snapped back to reality. The Kunting standing before us was not particularly tall; while his skin could not be called pitch-black, it was certainly noticeably darker than that of an average person.

Lin Tianfan drove in circles several times yet still could not find any unfinished school buildings. Such uncompleted construction projects were even more troublesome to locate—they stood in pitch-dark masses, and sometimes even if you stood right in front of one, you might not realize it if you failed to spot its sign.

With matters here finally settled, we did not linger and instead headed to Shengchang Street. Before leaving, I had a few of my brothers clean up the room, and all blood-stained items were taken back to Shengchang Street to be burned.

Damn it, I had pursued Tang Youyou for several years without her ever acknowledging me as a friend; what kind of nobody was this fellow?

"Brother Ye, I cannot accept this spirit armor. Brother Chen and I have repeatedly received Brother Ye's care without any way to repay even a fraction of it, so how could I brazenly swallow this spirit armor?" Before Zhu Yuchen could speak, Fan Ying's face flushed red as she hurriedly interrupted.

Before Song Zheng could reply, the old man turned his head and angrily rebuked his attendant, "Didn't you say Xi'er was abducted by ruffians?" The attendant dropped to his knees, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and began to stammer out an explanation.

Qin Bin felt a great sense of solace. As cultivators of humankind, stepping forward when the world faced crisis was not merely about playing the hero who saved the world; more importantly, it was about refusing to become a traitor to the entire world.

"There's no need to be so formal," Su Nana shook her head helplessly, then picked up the platter, sliced the dishes into bite-sized pieces with a knife and fork, and pushed them back to Lu Yanhua.