Volume 1 Chapter 61: The New Era Butler Father and Son 6

"For the sake of the one you love, you will not let me be unhappy; for the sake of the one you love, you will surely make me happy." Xiang Bing'er shifted her gaze from the boundless river back to Bai Ruozhao. Her eyes were like a fathomless, chilly spring hidden deep within the mountains.

Ma San distributed a cigarette to each of the banner soldiers present, and the soldiers took them, skillfully placing them between their lips.

Just as all the guests had left the banquet hall, a sudden burst of laughter erupted from within. It turned out that those "attendants" could no longer contain their mirth and laughed out loud.

Conversely, the coalition of gods and demons remained completely unaffected, rejoicing as they frantically slaughtered the ferocious beasts that had little capacity to fight back.

The credit big data system he had architected—designed to "allow the Chinese people to boldly create fine products and be good people, while I, Gu Cheng, take responsibility for proving that you create fine products and are good people"—was painstakingly laid out precisely for this day.

Magical construction was the foundation of all magic. It was hard to imagine that such a grand figure was still immersed in such foundational disciplines.

"Yanju!" Bai Tianlang's eyes widened as he watched Ma Rufin's body roll down the stairs like a ball, her head striking each and every marble step with a horrifying impact.

[Exhilaration] made the resistance of the Yeat people exceptionally tenacious. Their intense fighting spirit drove them to continue waving their weapons and counterattacking even when their bodies were pierced, their internal organs shattered, and their bones broken.

"Judging by your expression, you must have heard of this old man's legends! Come, present your gifts!" Dayim spoke as if it were only natural.

"Exactly, exactly! The board member who called me had a shaking voice; just thinking about it is hilarious... Huh? Isn't that Yomikawa?" Although she was supposed to be working, Haruyama couldn't resist chatting idly with her partner when she suddenly saw Yomikawa Aiho walking slowly out from the depths of the Twelfth District with a blank expression.

The "Curse of Slow" was indeed monstrous. The speed of the dragonflies was now inferior to even a single unicorn. Zheng Dian, with his vastly increased agility, strolled leisurely among them as if taking a walk in a serene courtyard. Before long, all the dragonflies were wiped out, and Zheng Dian successfully completed his mission.

This military and political official had always been sparing with his words, but uttering such statements now clearly indicated that he believed Prince Pamela's conjecture. Everyone present lowered their heads, mentally reviewing their observations over the past two days.

Accused by Yi Xiaoxiao, the Crown Prince—who belonged to the evil faction and stood entirely alone—showed not a shred of cowardice when facing Ce Cangmang. He bowed toward the sky with cupped hands and smiled, "This junior pays respects to the senior, and on behalf of my father, sends regards to the senior."

Yang Zhan, however, felt no such ease, because Hua Linglong in his arms had been unconscious for over half a day. If she were not treated soon, her condition would surely worsen. Abbess Gu Mei saw through Yang Zhan's state of mind at a glance and instructed Jingjue to carry Hua Linglong to the inner chamber.

At this moment, the bailiffs in the Dali Temple had indeed been temporarily drawn from the Ministry of War and assigned here. The reason was that the temple's original bailiffs had either already joined the Sword-Master Sect and refused to wear this official uniform anymore, or had been dismissed and sent home. Where else could there be enough manpower to handle today's affairs?

Jiang Xinyue suddenly stopped in her tracks, then turned around to stare fixedly at Murong Yunzhen, giving the latter quite a fright.

Li Yun swept his gaze around and saw that the place was packed with people, bustling with activity, and doing a thriving business.

"General, such a mission is somewhat difficult for them right now. They need to go deep underground, bypass the enemy, and more importantly, avoid being discovered by the opposing adventurers. All we can provide is a simple map drawn by a cartographer based on the oral accounts of a few people," Federer replied respectfully.

"You never know, Shandong was recovered after all. This Shui Rong is truly hateful! Colluding with foreigners, a genuine arch-traitor. I heard fighting is about to break out in the Southern Frontier; perhaps the Second Master is returning. With a three-pronged attack, I refuse to believe he won't be defeated," another said with a sly, rat-like expression.

Though Su Xiangzhu felt an itch of hatred in her heart, she had no wish to repeat past mistakes and blow things out of proportion, making it difficult for everyone. Thus, with the help of Elder Steward Xu and a retinue of servants, this Left Prime Minister's wife and the eldest young master began a protracted game of cat and mouse.

"To be safe, I will set up a Yang-gathering array to assist you when the time comes," Hu Yixian said, pulling a few spiritual stones from his bosom. He then looked up at the sun's position and strode swiftly, quickly tossing the spiritual stones around the perimeter of the courtyard.

At the time, he did not know who this Hanhui character really was, but seeing that those who accompanied him were all scions of noble families, he figured his status could not be too low.

Three watches had already passed. Within the Funing Palace, Emperor Haoxing Xiaoqi still sat upright upon the dragon throne. Hearing the thunder and rain raging outside, it mirrored his current frame of mind—filled with an urge to destroy everything.

Because he realized that Yang Guang must have deduced from those previous remarks that the Tang Dynasty would succeed the Sui Dynasty, and that it belonged to their Li family.

Yet not long after the car started driving, Dr. Sun suddenly wondered why his seat felt so damp and carried a faint smell of urine.

To his surprise, this fellow was still lingering stubbornly in his home; it truly made one want to cry without tears.

The identity of the young man before him was definitely not simple; at the very least, he was someone he had to look up to.

"I have a bad destiny and am not cut out to be a prince or marquess. You had better seek out another household." Luo Hao had already noticed their arrival.

Based on his understanding of this Young Master Hanhui, he knew this person was by no means an upright and righteous hero who championed justice against evil, but rather a troublesome figure who loved laying traps to harm others and striking from the shadows.

The look of utter mockery plastered across her face filled Lu Xiaoxuan with rage. She twisted Su Jiuyou's hand sideways once more, causing Su Jiuyou to shriek repeatedly without stop.