Volume One, Chapter 21: Recruiting Soldiers and Gathering Horses

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The employees who signed up to apply at Zhang Weimin’s company, after signing with Zhang Weimin, immediately went to find Liu Xueqin to sign the layoff agreement. Liu Xueqin was a contradictory figure; when no one agreed to be laid off, he worried. He would nag people daily, tirelessly doing ideological work. Now, with over seventy people coming to him to sign the layoff confirmation, he felt a bit panicked.

“Have you really thought it through? Once you sign this, you can’t take it back. The iron rice bowl will be gone. Maybe you should reconsider?” he urged.

Someone bluntly snapped back, “Director Liu, why are you acting like a madman? Just recently, you were dragging us to—”

Silence fell beneath the quilt, as if a fierce battle raged within. Jia Qing feared she might be suffocated, so she lifted the quilt.

In just a dozen breaths, her expression shifted from triumphant delight at the success of the scheme, to shock and terror upon seeing Jia Qing’s blood, and finally to bewildered helplessness.

Dolant observed the rapidly shifting emotions like storm clouds, a barely perceptible curve lifting the corners of his mouth in satisfaction at the plot’s success.

Yet the dramatic turn of events meant the old shopkeeper’s fate was unlikely to be easy. Guo Chang had been brought in by him, and now, after Guo Chang was severely beaten, the old man would surely bear the brunt of the wrath—likely at the cost of half his life.

“Perfect timing!” Zimo’s sharp cry cut through the air as she extended a slender, fair hand to intercept Zilongjun’s grasp. Jiang Yuxuan launched a straightforward, fierce punch, the force like a dragon’s breath.

Indeed, though the Xue family residence wasn’t a mansion, it was far from shabby.

At that moment, the paralysis inflicted by the trap faded. After a backward step with his Kasaya Slash, Kida met the crimson eyes of the horned dragon.

Even more, Ye Qiu had passed on the Infinite Lotus technique he had wrested from Mu Can Dou to Jin Shanshun.

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Tang Ming had always disliked people who fussed and procrastinated. With a gust of wind, he swept the two away on the spot.

Some looked at Sun Qi with pity, lamenting how the Sun family’s head could be such a foolish person. He came to flatter Ye Qiu but only ended up annoying him—what was the point of that?

“So how did you finally agree?” Bai Shaozi’s expression flickered slightly before returning to a gentle, watery softness that Tang Tang felt was more genuine than Bai Zhuozi’s.

“Our daughter was also relentlessly pursued. She refused many times, each time firmly telling Liu Siyuan she couldn’t accept him and didn’t like him, yet he kept stubbornly chasing,” the explanation went.

Cheng Qi quickly opened her eyes and was stunned when she got off the car. She rubbed her eyes, “My goodness, am I dreaming?” Before her stood a garden villa with a simple, classical style, identical to the house in the old photo—even the chairs in front of the villa seemed lifted straight from the picture.

Suddenly, a musical note rang out, followed by the prelude of the piece. His marshal, focused and intent, began discussing the music again. Solen bowed respectfully, understanding the marshal wished not to talk further.

“I will naturally put you first and want to save you from danger, but…” Lin Ziqing pulled Ning Yu closer to himself, so she stood further from the passersby, fearing she might be recognized.

A golden light entered her dantian. The lonely petal began to sprout anew. A wondrous sensation rose from her heart, as if her soul were being cleansed. Buddhist chants whispered softly around her, as if hundreds of monks were gently reciting nearby.

“Since that’s the case, there’s nothing here I yearn to keep. Let’s depart now!” Leng Yue declared.

After walking for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the group finally emerged from the miasma. Breathing deeply the fresh air, they raised their heads to gaze at the towering mountains before them, which seemed to weigh heavily on their spirits.

Within seconds, their bodies gradually faded, until when the light vanished, they had disappeared completely.

No one knew how long had passed, but Pan Yuhong felt time dragged endlessly. Finally, Mei Xuelian, who was crafting the token, spoke up—and it was a successful voice.

Legally, could it really be unrelated to the Ground Mole King? If not for it, could Bella have forged it herself? So even if the Ground Mole King wasn’t the mastermind, it must be an accomplice. The claim of its innocence was untenable.

I looked around and saw, about two to three hundred meters east, behind a snow wall waist-high, a twin-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun. Looking west at roughly the same distance, there was another. I guessed they both belonged to the Independent Anti-Aircraft Machine Gun Company.

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“What? You say tens of thousands were killed, and your ancient clan pins Lingzhou’s disaster on Xun’er, now fabricating baseless charges against me? If you want to kill me to avenge Gu Xuanlin, come on. Even if I die, I won’t let you off easy,” Xiao Yan stared fiercely down the ancient passage, anger etched across his face.

“That red-haired man is even stronger, probably not much weaker than me.” Gu Ding observed closely. Though none had used their killer moves, the raw power of their ordinary techniques revealed much. Gu Ding judged that the red-haired Aldas belonged to the same level of strength as himself.

“Come out, I know you’re not far.” Murong Qingtian’s voice echoed around, audible only to select ears.

Adelina sensed danger immediately and shouted, appearing before Xialan. Her chilling aura instantly dispersed the pressure from Daniochen.

There were many fishing villages along the south bank of the Nanhe River, with villagers mostly living off fishing. The Nanhe was larger and swifter than the Beihe.

Since returning from Taiyuan, his mood had swung between grief and despondency, but now his gaze was sharp and clear. In the Prime Minister’s mansion, he had been a strategist, more of a poisoner than a tactician. At this moment, he finally resembled that self again.

A shockwave spread in an instant, stirring dust everywhere. Thirty-six peak energy experts coughed up blood and collapsed, unconscious on the ground.

But that no longer mattered. Since he was now on our side, how could I go to sea without him? This fulfilled his dream as well.

Seeing Xie Yan, Lin Shishi’s face flushed bright red. After greeting him, she hurried upstairs. She had been undergoing acupuncture treatments and was only wearing underwear, which was inconvenient. Since only she and Feng Jierou lived in the house, she had chosen not to dress fully.

“What? Want to see with your own eyes?” Lin Yuan teased, pretending to lift the quilt.