Volume One, Chapter 21: Having Been to Country A

Several soldiers from the Fire City lined everyone up, though no one seemed to understand why. Yet, surprisingly, none wore a gloomy expression; on the contrary, they all appeared quite cheerful.

Tang Shi nodded in agreement. She had planned to visit her sister-in-law, but since Brother Mingzheng was back at the mansion, she decided not to trouble her.

Everything was guided by Yu Chen, who seemed utterly indifferent, as if this place were nothing more than his own backyard.

However, this step felt like an insurmountable chasm to Lin Yi and the other three; they seemed frozen in place, unable to move forward.

A true general always conquers in attack, wins in battle, maintains clear discipline, and unites the troops below the mountain. Yan Bin could basically embody all these qualities. It was a pity he was not a soldier.

Though somewhat displeased, he concealed his feelings. Suddenly, a string of the zither snapped with a sharp twang. Meng Shiyu exclaimed softly, drawing everyone's attention as her delicate, pale hand immediately began to bleed.

Inside the room stood several stone pillars arranged in a disorderly manner, mimicking the internal structure of the Soul-Devouring Jade. This chaotic placement provided a perfect hiding spot for the man from earlier.

During this time, Gui’er had quietly befriended certain older women, gradually discerning the mindset of everyone in the mansion.

As midnight approached, some of the Flowing Orioles had already been taken away by various men—some departed by carriage, others went to cheap inns nearby, and some were taken to secluded alleys to be dealt with. No one paid attention to when they left or returned.

How could Nangong Chen tolerate being refused? Without even glancing at Yi Siling on the ground, he strode out with his head held high.

In the past, most officials in Tianshui Commandery had been killed or fled due to the Yellow Turban Rebellion, leaving few competent or trustworthy officials behind. Thus, Chu He had no choice but to select talents from surrendered aristocratic families to participate in managing various affairs of the commandery.

Startled for a moment, Feng Yue turned her head to see Yin Gezhi sitting at the table, draped in a cloak, holding several sheets of paper. His lips remained pale, but his expression was calm, seemingly unfazed by the thunderclap.

The City Guard stared fixedly at her, causing everyone to be astonished. Helpless, she had no choice but to withstand the pressure of the crowd and handed the ladle of ice cubes before her to the City Guard.

Until she left together with Concubine Hui, she had remained joyful, her smile never fading from her face.

Of course, the equipment of the Kui Dao Cavalry was the most luxurious. Everyone wore armor, mostly animal hides inlaid with iron plates, greatly enhancing their protection. The lower-ranking officers wore full iron armor, while the commanders donned finely crafted steel battle armor.

Yet, no matter what, he never imagined Chinese soldiers would so boldly carry four drainpipe-like tubes and turn his proud stronghold into a sieve.

“Miss, would you like a bowl of wonton?” The elderly man cooking the wontons warmly invited, noticing Yun Qixi’s drooling.

Two minutes later, Boyin truly managed to activate this contraption. He smiled faintly and tossed the handcuffs into the restroom’s trash bin. Seeing this, I hurried to bend down and pick them up.

The next day, I sought out my eunuch, but he avoided me. So I brought along my marriage certificate and called Yan Ke at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Linglan heard that her apprenticeship had been confirmed and instantly burst into tears of joy, but after a while, the smile faded.

Whether intentionally or not, when Ye Beichen glanced at her, she happened to lean forward slightly, revealing a pale expanse that caught Ye Beichen’s eye. The deep cleavage made his heart skip a beat.

In the double gravity chamber, Zhao Xuanguang lay pitifully on the ground, trying to minimize bodily strain, exhaustedly speaking.

Under Ye Beichen’s psychic power, hundreds of golden tail needles simultaneously pierced his body.

Afterward, he saw Ye Luo being forced out and was overjoyed, believing the Shadow Assassin's claims were false. He immediately posted a comment in the discussion thread.

It seemed undoubtedly that this was Xu Rong, a great general under Dong Zhuo’s command. Ma Chao felt a surge of joy; though history only recorded a few battles of Xu Rong, his achievements were remarkable.

Yan Huanmo, an elder of the Zhentian Sect, had helped Han Tianzhu considerably upon his arrival in Hunyin City but never revealed her own reasons for coming to the city.

Because Zheng Bao personally went, and the city needed manpower, Liu Quan was left behind.

Qian Shaocheng’s breathing grew somewhat hurried. Were it not for the clattering of keyboard strokes from the other side, Ye Beichen might have suspected he was up to something.

At the same time, Han Tianzhu’s martial aura surged, forcibly breaking Mo Zhen’s sinister trick, but he was still a step too late. Qiu Qianyan unleashed a heavenly-grade advanced martial skill and charged directly at him.

Despite Sparke’s approach—and particularly his attitude—Wayne sneered, but Sparke remained enthusiastically undeterred.

Most acts were done at will; for example, the margin in business was negligible—sometimes reduced even further—yet profit still overflowed.

She spread the robe flat in her hands and blew gently; the simple undergarment instantly transformed into an elaborate Liuxian skirt.

“That’s not quite appropriate; she’s an artist and always busy with work,” Liang Baoguang rubbed his nose.

From then on, no power in the cultivation world dared to shout so recklessly. Later, a few people began calling those who were about to transcend calamities and become immortals “Immortal Lords.”

Students with excellent grades were assigned to the elite class, while those with poorer results were placed in ordinary classes or, as they were called, the “slow classes.”