Chapter 44

"My child, what talk is there of losing face? No matter what, you are always the most adorable one in my heart." Chi Zhongshuo was already extremely impatient, yet he still forced himself to put on an understanding expression.

It was a pity that he ultimately belonged to the Shen family and could not act willfully, not even daring to seek revenge. Therefore, he had to suppress his own emotions, but driven to this point, Yu Weina and his mother still refused to spare her. Shen Munan had done remarkably well just to hold on until now.

Several innocent people nearby were shouting at Gan Fu, but Gan Fu completely ignored them. Such people were of no value to him, so it was better to leave them here as manual laborers.

Seeing that although the boss was somewhat reluctant, he could only accept the situation with that expression, Chi Wan could not help finding it a bit amusing, though fortunately, he managed to restrain himself.

Deterrence walked over, casting aside Treasure's words regardless of how much Deterrence refused to listen. Deterrence paid him no heed, leaving Treasure feeling somewhat disheartened. He muttered to himself, "Victory and defeat are common matters in military affairs; why take things so seriously?"

Just as everyone raised their blades to strike, the figure of Yaoji suddenly appeared, her white silk ribbons sweeping away several of the bandits.

As Chi Wan kept talking, he felt as though he still seemed somewhat distrustful of him, so he patted his colleague's shoulder to express his confidence in him.

Saying it like this now was mainly to save himself the trouble of talking nonsense with them, and also to see whether the name Brother Qinglong truly carried any weight.

Earlier, she had only seen his back and not his face at all, so her confession was definitely not based on his appearance.

Wei Shaocong emitted a masculine, magnetic voice appropriate for his age, which was both charming and imbued with a regal aura.

Of course, an accident like this could not be entirely blamed on him either; after all, who could have foreseen that such a mishap would occur?

"That's right, I just want to hit you," Bei Xieyuan nodded, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke.

"Leorio, you've already answered correctly." Fearing that Leorio might act rashly and do something impulsive, Kurapika quickly said.

Since there were no targets, Yang Bo simply created some. He erected a row of wooden stakes on the beach, lined everyone up, and had them thrust ten times at the targets in succession, then lift their spears, march forward, have the rear rank step up, thrust ten times, and march forward again, repeating the cycle continuously.

After all, across the entire world, only a few limited countries like China, the United States, and the Polar Bear nation had the financial resources to maintain Grade-A divisions whose combat effectiveness was on par.

Wherever they passed, houses were burned, cattle and sheep slaughtered, green crops trampled, and tenant farmers driven about everywhere. The slightest resistance was met with immediate massacre...

More crucially, when the time came to enter the bridal chamber, he would also occupy a thoroughly disadvantageous position, much like having a red bridal veil draped over his head, waiting for Dong Jiyao to lift it.

Gu Qinghong smiled softly, his phoenix-like eyes flashing with teasing intent, as if saying he knew she wouldn't dare.

The Emperor and Nangong Ao were momentarily stunned. They had been planning to forcefully persuade Yang Lianjin to give up trying to secure the position of Deputy Commander of the Imperial Guards for his son. Never had they expected that Yang Lianjin would voluntarily abandon this post and instead choose the position of Imperial Bodyguard for his son—a role where light and darkness were evenly matched.

"I heard them discussing that the tomb ruins possess a powerful restriction left behind by a Chaos-realm powerhouse, and it cannot be broken without Chaos-realm strength," Huo Que explained.

"Your Majesty, but if I do nothing, whether it is Huodou or Yanhwu, you won't spare them anyway, will you?" Ji Chen asked Haotian.

"Descent of the Thunder God! Thunder Light Palm!" Mu Yi stepped forward, his hand seals continuing to form as a low shout echoed in his mind. At the same time, behind him, the enormous figure of a giant mirrored Mu Yi's hand seals, its hands blazing with intense silver light.

"Can you tone it down a bit, man? Don't you see how heavy the foot traffic is here? Let's go find some secluded spot so I can show you guys that gift of mine," Qisha gave Optimus Prime a hard shove, then lowered his voice and said to the rest of us.

Hearing the man's question, Jin Ya looked thoroughly displeased as she replied. She knew her older brother was asking a question to which he already knew the answer, fully aware of who had provoked her.

The disciples of their sect could only nod in agreement; Xiao Xuan's brilliance was enough to determine everything.

Immediately, the dragon's rabbit-like eyes swept across the surrounding rock walls and the dense vegetation clinging to them, while its camel-like face grew increasingly vivid and expressive.

Chu Yunfei had no choice but to compromise. Just before departure, Chu Yunfei learned that the Jade Guanyin was actually located at Wang Baiwan's estate.

"What kind of people we are is none of your concern. As for the Wang family, when we arrived, corpses were already scattered everywhere!" the leading man who emerged from behind shouted loudly.

In the end, the masked man begged for mercy, weakly reaching up to pull off his hood. By this time, Zhang Lizong had already stopped his assault. After removing his hood, the masked man collapsed weakly onto the steps, lying there like a dead dog.

However, Yan Yue needed to figure out how the corpse of a palace servant who died should be dealt with. She must make sure they didn't burn the body or bury it within the palace grounds, or she would suffer a massive loss! Inspired by this thought, Yan Yue suddenly grew extremely excited; she hadn't expected Murong Fu's words to inspire her—truly, every cloud had a silver lining.

Xuanyuan Xiao clenched his jaw in secret. That previous strike clearly hadn't hit a vital spot, and had Bao Long not been quick-witted enough to instantly burst forth with true Qi to salvage his life, he would already have been a corpse by now. Refusing to give Bao Long any chance to react, Xuanyuan Xiao lunged forward wielding his pointed awl, leaving a shocked Bao Long with no time to defend himself.

"If not me, who did you think it was? Or who were you hoping it would be?" Ying Yiran gazed at Ouyang Ying with an enchanting expression that made her skin crawl. She deliberately shifted her gaze away from Ying Yiran and onto the tastefully decorated wall—decorations that had been proposed by Ouyang Ying herself years ago.

In fact, it was not just Qin Tian who felt utterly bewildered; the others within the Xuanyuan Valley were similarly struck dumb, staring up into the sky in astonishment as they felt that earth-shattering might.

"Are you really not being mistreated?" John asked again, while Jones, standing beside him, glanced sideways at his son. Jones felt that his son was growing up and his heart had truly flown away; what he cared about most was whether she had given Jenny Mo a hard time.