Chapter 28

After Chen Deng fell ill, many affairs in the Huainan region were left unattended, piling up. When Liu Bei arrived, he naturally took it upon himself to manage things properly and address the urgent matters.

Just as Jiang Yan folded a yellow joss paper into a paper ingot, the hurried footsteps echoed from a nearby street.

Perceptive of Jiang Yan’s emotional shift, Zhou Yannan silently muttered about his capricious nature and refrained from continuing the topic.

As the saying goes, when you are confident, the other party often feels insecure. Wang Ao was baffled when questioned, genuinely pondering the reason.

The Mu family never forced Nanqing into closeness; they respected her. When she chose to draw near, they welcomed her with open arms, like family.

If it weren’t for Hua Tuo hearing about Liu Bei’s gentle temperament and his profound virtue that could carry the world, he might have fainted on the spot.

As these words were spoken, the entire space trembled slightly, as if something had lightly exploded in the air, yet nothing seemed to have happened.

Da Bai, massive and furry, blocked the doorway, his deep blue eyes fixed intently on him as he paced around.

If not for the glowing runes flickering in the young man’s eyes, Ye Feng and the others might have thought the figure was a statue.

“So that’s it. This explains why alchemists who use spirits vary in strength yet appear similar. Perhaps this is why they qualify for the final battles—their power is great, but their hearts must be strong as well.”

Shortly after, the Tsar launched a daring maneuver to relieve Wei by attacking Zhao, unprecedentedly sending troops to Alaska and seizing the isolated northwestern provincial capital of America. The world was shaken. America had to redeploy its forces, and the Middle Eastern countries grew restless. Such a move sent ripples through the entire global situation, making the future all the more uncertain.

“This auction was rigged by you. I admit defeat wholeheartedly, but I look forward to our next encounter!” Huang Tianhu, holding two source crystals, tossed them over.

His heart ached again, torn and bleeding from both sides. After much thought and despite it being past midnight at home, he tremblingly dialed Wang Lizhi’s number. Now, the only ones who could help him and Yun Feng were the married couple Wang Lizhi and Lin Xin, who had registered their marriage late last year.

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Feeling a surge of resentment, Ye Susu cast a spiteful glance at the man in the driver’s seat, gritting her teeth as she turned and strode toward Li Jing.

Holding a spoon, Yun Feng recalled his nearly rustic behavior just now and hoped he hadn’t embarrassed the nation’s face, lest people think Chinese are unhygienic. A smile crept upon his face as he casually glanced at the diverse crowd in the room and continued to his seat.

However, the cave walls here no longer bore earth; all around were brown rocks, interlocking like jagged teeth, etched with marks of cutting and chiseling—ancient traces from long ago.

Nine people strode toward the city, and Jiang Tian came to meet them from afar. Lin Yu observed that he was a middle-aged man, dignified in bearing yet marked by worry and fatigue—likely worn down by the havoc wrought by the three demons.

“If I asked you to kill someone, would you dare?” Mao Leyan’s lips curved into a faint smile, her eyes gentle as she regarded the spirit.

The corpse shamans watched from the side. Through the darkness, their gaze clearly saw the pirate soldiers climbing upwards.

In a monarchy like Zhao, where imperial authority reigns supreme, sycophantic officials enjoy vast survival space because dictators favor flattery, and their subordinates naturally emulate them.

Fortunately, none were ordinary. After rigorous training, Liu Datong and Wen Yiming had even opened four meridians, becoming invulnerable to cold and heat. Still, trudging through half a meter of snow was arduous.

Yet, only after fighting themselves did the shadow centaur heavy cavalry realize how weak their opponents truly were.

Wen Yiming opened the last box to find gold bars and ingots, with red cloth-wrapped scrolls at the bottom.

“No matter. I hope your hospital does not coerce me. My mind is made up,” Wang Yue’s resolute voice rang out.

As the mesmerizing incense faded, Li Yueru reignited her calming incense, her face serene, a satisfied smile on her lips as she slipped into a deep sleep. Wen Yiming left and briefly informed Li Tongfu, who was heartbroken and full of self-reproach upon learning the cause was connected to himself.

Old Qiao was no saint either. Once Hashi Village reestablished contact with the outside world, wealthy patrons would surely pay high prices for dogs. The villagers’ isolation had kept other thoughts at bay, but people change, and the future was uncertain.

When Ahui saw Zhou Wu refuse to help, she grabbed the collar of his jacket: “Zhou Wu, I’m telling you, if you fear death, hide away. But Nian En and I are not afraid.”

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Xiao Shaohua was momentarily stunned, unable to grasp the connection. After a while, he burst into laughter, nearly falling off the bed.

“All right, this manual is enough for you to handle the current crisis. As for what comes next, that’s up to you. You may leave now. Remember, this is the last time!” Lu Ding said coldly.

When he came out, Wang Chao was nowhere to be seen. From the courtyard came the sounds of a young man playing games. Stepping out, he found Wang Chao dragging a mosquito net and mat to sleep in the courtyard.

In truth, he did not understand where Xing Conglian’s calm confidence came from when he spoke those words. Perhaps Xing often strolled with him, squinting and chatting idly, but deep inside, he knew Xing Conglian was not the ordinary cop who enjoyed beer and peanuts.

Once Xiao Shaohua began releasing cold air… Wu Jingfeng involuntarily stepped back before following. From inside came the voice of Director Jiang: “Think carefully about this list. Give me your answer before next week.” The tone was much gentler than before.

Only after entering this place did the oppressive feeling vanish, yet by then his body was already failing.

Thus, Tuyin and Lulong fell almost effortlessly into Liu Ye’s hands.

As the match progressed, after Li Cangyu and Zhang Jueming were killed and revived, a 20-second wait was required. Taking advantage of this, the entire Fengse team quickly gathered on the central high ground.

What exactly was happening? Even if Liu Chuan increased his pressure, he couldn’t infiltrate. If some force was repelling him, Liu Chuan had to admit defeat. He was weaker and could not penetrate the other side.

Wang Chongyang found the words of Boyikao reasonable. It seemed the historical Di Xin indeed used this pretext to test the feudal lords, seeing if they would rebel.