Volume 1, Chapter 64: Cutting the Stone Personally
As it happened, his father, Dong Shan, encountered a brilliant ruler in Emperor Xianzong, yet narrowly escaped the total annihilation of his clan. Fortunately, the Ming court was filled with high-ranking officials full of benevolence and righteousness, allowing them to escape disaster by the skin of their teeth.
Should he blame the heavens? Forget it; they were all about to die anyway, so let things be as they might. If he didn't believe in it himself, none of this would have happened in the first place, right?
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they would never return to Seven Swords Town. The capital was their ultimate destination, and after this parting, goodness knows when the two of them would meet again.
"It'll be fine! With Sakumo-kun here, what could possibly go wrong?" Uchiha Tokuma laughed heartily, throwing his arm around Uchiha Shiina's shoulders as they walked back together.
Having openly slandered Imperial Noble Consort Ma, word of his actions reached her almost simultaneously.
Li Qingming walked step by step toward the guarded area, yet the people around him failed to notice anything unusual.
Although Qin Hong had money, she had just emptied her family's reserves to acquire Qianyu's shares; how could she possibly have spare cash to buy a car?
Advancing another few hundred meters, the group finally discovered the location of the Spirit Spring Crystal, which rested inside a deep pit surrounded by a massive horde of ferocious beasts keeping watch.
Since violent dismantling was already underway, there was no need for further hesitation. White Jung and Wujie successively smashed open the lids of the other four accompanying coffins. Sure enough, each coffin was brimming with fresh blood, and Chiyou's four major generals appeared as lifelike as living beings, immersed within the pools of blood.
The subordinates below needed to eat too. If he hogged all the credit for himself, how were his men supposed to build their track records? How could they be expected to risk their lives for him?
As for this particular species, Mr. Song had merely heard of it without ever laying eyes upon one, and thus had no inkling of the sheer lethality possessed by a green tea bitch.
"Your father saved my life before, don't you remember?" Hearing Su Wan ask this, Yun Qiyou knew instantly that she currently did not remember him at all.
"Please forgive me, Eldest Sister, please forgive me, Nanny Feng..." Zhang Hongmei was quite clever; not only did she plead with Qiuye, but she also turned to Nanny Feng sitting above. Nanny Feng held the utmost authority here, and if she were willing to let her go, she would surely be safe.
Upon later discovering that they harbored disloyal intentions, Qinger felt a secret sense of relief, glad that Zhong Jingyan had made her remain on her guard. She rejoiced that she had not exposed her deepest secret—aside from Rucui and Rumo, no one knew that she possessed martial arts skills.
Guo Lin smiled faintly and offered no reply. Naturally, they had no idea that he had already given the passage talisman to Miss Meng.
Refreshing Su Xian'er's account, he found no new spin-off chapters released and could not help letting out a mournful sigh.
"Chiyuan wants to bring Bai Zhong to see the Red King. What is that about?" Hua Shang and Huntian resumed their discussion.
The two of them not only dined together at noon and in the afternoon, but they had also begun sharing breakfast together.
The trunk of the giant tree I was currently in was nearly a meter thick and twenty meters high. If I fell from here, even if I wasn't devoured by wolves, I would be smashed to smithereens.
"And then slowly wait for business to walk through the door?" Ranran was clever and grasped his meaning instantly.
Lin Mu was referring to Zhou Xun. He was doing all right for now; the audience for his films wasn't overwhelmingly broad yet, and those who recognized Lin Mu were far, far fewer than those who recognized Lord Zhou.
"Holy cow, no way! He actually knocked a Silver-rank pilot flying with a single wrench?" The staff member in charge of monitoring cried out in astonishment.
Though everything had gone smoothly, Xia Youlan still felt something was amiss. Just what exactly was wrong?
The dull thudding sound echoed ceaselessly as dozens of elite masters dropped to their knees on the ground, not a single one spared.
Cang Ao instinctively clenched his fists tight. All of his uncle's misfortunes were caused by Wang King. Now, the man was putting on such a hypocritical display of crocodile tears—was this some kind of mockery?
Luo Qian'er smiled with self-derision, wondering only whether Feng Xuanhuai might drive her out because of this incident.
Across the tranquil icy sea and snowfields, such a fierce gale was blowing for the very first time, sweeping up fallen red petals across the landscape. Deep red plum blossoms mixed into the wind and snow, making it impossible to tell where the red petals ended and the white snowflakes began.
Yet there was always a peculiar sense of solemnity here, with not a ghost in sight. He had noticed it during his previous visit, and it remained the same this time.
After stopping the carriage, the tall fellow gathered dry branches at Luo Qian'er's behest to kindle a bonfire, then sat beside the warmth and took out the dry rations from his bosom to eat.
Time ticked away second by second, and it was Ye Wei's turn to feel uncomfortable. He was the one who had brought up the proposal in the first place, but now?
Jingbao was right; this was a fairyland, not a place mortals belonged. The last time Liang Feng had brought a pair of conjoined twins into the fairyland, although he ultimately resolved their problems, they still failed to escape the fairyland's punishment.
The standards for measuring a diamond's quality primarily consist of four dimensions: carat weight, clarity, color, and cut—commonly known as the 4C standards.
"In other words, you were hired by that group of foreigners to excavate the mine tunnels?" Qin Li asked, feeling a sense of clarity.
Hearing Sister Hua's words, Li Yongle blushed and nodded shyly without speaking. For him, calling upon courtesans was as unfamiliar as a maiden's first ride in a bridal sedan chair.
Shen Dashan looked as though he had just discovered a new continent, appearing utterly ecstatic. His behavior genuinely frightened the others, who feared he was having a relapse.
"No matter what, we cannot sit here waiting for death. Taking advantage of the moment when Qin Li's attacks pause, let us join forces and strike together. Get ready!" While inwardly shocked by Qin Li's strength, Bai Muyuan steeled herself with a resolute, do-or-die conviction.
"To think these tomb raiders have already cleared a path through the tunnel; it seems the burial items inside this tomb have likely been plundered clean." Professor Guo sighed with a hint of disappointment.
When Xiang Yu finally regained consciousness, he found himself lying inside what seemed to be a mountain cave. The bed was very warm, lined with what appeared to be the fur of some animal. Looking up, he saw blocks of ice hanging from the ceiling, though they had been polished to a smooth finish.
Stepping out of the vehicle, Qin Li gazed into the distance at Lianyun Island, roughly three kilometers away, and took a deep breath. A pair of silver wings instantly materialized behind his back.
As the conference call ended, Ji Tianlong narrowed his eyes, a flicker of hesitation crossing his gaze before he opened them wide with an expression of resolute decisiveness.
Empress Zhou snapped back to her senses immediately and, with a look of worry, gently stroked the Emperor's back, only to be brusquely shrugged off by him.
Chu Ziheng narrowed his eyes slightly, fixing his gaze on the indifferent Shen Wanyue. His slender hands clenched into a fist for a long moment before he finally spoke.