Volume One, Chapter 21: Jiang Yutang Is Merely an Outsider

"Who cares about you!" Mo Song cast a disdainful look at Lan Huohuo and said in an irrefutable tone, "Anyway, that's how it is!" With that, Mo Song walked off into the distance.

Chen Jingzhi walked to the edge of the high platform, squinting his eyes as he looked at the forty thousand imperial guards in the distance, his brows furrowed tightly.

He was in the same boat; if he were to quit because of such a matter, Red Leaf would surely fly into a rage at him.

Shen Mo curled his lip. Fingerprint unlocking was definitely high-tech in 2007, but ten years later, it was completely commonplace, a feature found even on smartphones costing only a few hundred yuan.

Shen Mo understood, thinking that this was the same nature as the "Chicken King" honor from the previous Chicken King Championship, though it was far more significant than that so-called honor.

Han Jintong had not been in the army for long and lacked combat merit. Unlike his brother Sun Zhongjin (Li Cunjin), who was skilled in shipbuilding and naval warfare and highly valued, he had been harboring a sense of frustration.

The intelligence report was already three days old; in three days, this war should have reached a conclusion, right?

The twenty-eighth year of Tianyuan in Western Chu corresponded to the sixteenth year of Chengkang in Southern Qi. It was now the seventh year of Longwu in Southern Qi, which, in the Tianyuan calendar, was the thirty-fifth year of Western Chu. This meant that the Emperor of Western Chu had been sitting on the dragon throne for thirty-five years.

Regarding the goblin's claim that manufacturing would take two days, although White Wolf had an idea, he still couldn't help but want to ask again.

In the blink of an eye, the animal bones on the ground were engulfed in flames. At that moment, Xiao Dalin, standing to the side, raised both hands, his wide sleeves beginning to dance continuously in the air, the flickering flames swaying high and low following the movement of his long sleeves.

Yesterday, he had been so earnest in urging Fu Yiquan to avenge the Fu family and find a way to get them out of trouble; why had his words changed today?

Yang Feng let out a terrifying scream. His entire body was slashed by blades, covered in shocking, battered wounds that were unbearable to look at.

Zhao Meng's emotions, beyond her dissatisfaction with Liu Sanshi regarding this matter, were rooted more in sentimental factors.

Was it because he was too lowly and not on the same level as her that he now wanted to give up on his startup, causing her to lose confidence in him? Seeing Liu Yiren's face darken, Jiang Jun couldn't say anything more, his heart aching with sharp stabs. He didn't understand why Liu Yiren's attitude was so hot and cold.

Such a drastic change was fierce and lasted for over a month; it was only when Han Zhuo's condition stabilized that the sea level gradually calmed down.

Shen Linglong paused. After glancing at Gu Qian, she did not hesitate long before explaining what had happened between her and Lin Hehua.

He should find a place to take a good bath and get some sleep. Bai Chenyan figured that only a bathhouse would be safe now. He steeled his heart, drove into the city, and peered around as he traveled, looking for a bathhouse. Soon, he spotted one, hurriedly parked, and went inside.

Sun Fei's intention was to drive Cheng Zhiyuan's army all the way to Liu Yi and the others, forcing them to fight. Once Cheng Zhiyuan captured Zhuo County and killed Liu Yi's group, they would then deploy their troops to wipe out Cheng. This way, he could not only avenge his father's death but also eliminate the Yellow Turban rebels and achieve a great victory.

Even though Wu Shi relied on his high cultivation and a heart as firm as a rock, he was so anxious at this moment he could almost stomp his feet. This was why, when the Divine Dao Assembly's Turtle and Eagle factions were clashing, he leaned more toward Wu Yuanzhao's side.

Comparing them now, aside from the obvious differences in nationality in their features, their height and build were truly indistinguishable.

Fang Cun's mood wasn't very good at the moment either. In other words, she felt somewhat tense about the atmosphere here.

Tang Xixi curled her lips upward and held the colorless capsule containing the "Drunken Dream" in her hand. The time had come for her to repay An Ruofei.

Ming Qi looked at the bandage on Hu Li's hand, his brow furrowed, a glint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

"Don't worry, it's my treat, no need for you to spend any silver," Song Zhe laughed. "Alright then, hahaha!" Wan Zhicai laughed happily. The three of them found a tavern, ordered a table of wine and food, and began to eat and drink while chatting. "Song Zhe, you two just passed the exam into the inner courtyard and aren't familiar with the situation there. Let me tell you..."

Liu Chuannan's purpose in going was threefold: first, to test the waters; second, to try his best to save his brother; and third, most importantly, to seek revenge on his enemies.

"Do you people of Shushan have any brains? Qing Lingzi has the Heaven-Destroying Talisman! Once that talisman comes out, who the hell can be his opponent? If we don't surrender, we'll all die together—do you want to drag us down with you?" a demon cultivator suddenly shouted, dissatisfied.

The moment I thought about Dudu being able to speak or even turn into a human in the future, I felt very happy.

Or perhaps, even a dragon would be greatly affected at a time like this. At the very least, the impact on one's state of mind would be immeasurable, and any subsequent issues would gradually cause problems for "Hui Gen" on his future path.

If there were a soft, large Simmons mattress nearby, Gao Ge would probably have curled up in the quilt and rolled around several times.

When alone with Zhuang Li Jue, he couldn't show even a hint of his doubts about the young man. However, the way the boy came and went as he pleased, joked whenever he wanted, and tossed out sweet words so casually made Duan Jinrui's heart ache with every beat.

Seeing that Li Ye had no airs at all, Huan Xue and Qiu Qing felt warm inside. Having a son-in-law who was so easy to talk to and knew how to cherish others was truly a blessing they had cultivated over three lifetimes.

"Ao ao!!!" Nappa was in the middle of a power-up stage; how could he hear Vegeta's words? He was already burning with rage. Even without Vegeta's reminder, he would have unleashed his full strength.

Putting aside whether there were spirit stones in this world, the requirement of using spiritual power alone stopped these people in their tracks.

The three fire pythons that suddenly appeared were far more powerful than the one they had encountered before. Their dense fluctuations slowly radiated through the magma, causing the thick liquid to churn continuously.

Watching the crazed figures beside him, Wang Jie couldn't help but sigh, "Birds die for food, men die for wealth." This saying was incredibly realistic at any given moment.

Ye Feng picked up the "couples' fortune stick" and looked at it. Under the moonlight, the words "It would be better to pick up a few more girls" looked particularly harsh. A bitter smile curled his lips.

Shen Yaxi touched her chin. When her gaze fell on Su Ruohan, she shook her head decisively; she couldn't let Su Ruohan help, otherwise, that man would start making snide remarks and threatening her again.

Since he had met Qin Fei, his drunkenness had come to an end. Ye Feng channeled his spiritual power to shake off the intoxication.