Volume 1, Chapter 34: The Predicament

An entire day and night passed, yet the torrential rain showed no sign of letting up.

There was nothing time could not wear down. Given long enough, it seemed that anything could be smoothed away. Zhang Tiansheng was no exception. He intended to avoid Wu Gang’s锋芒; if Wu Gang could maintain this state, he would truly be a formidable opponent.

The remaining three men in black were unwilling to give up, but with Ye Xiu present, they could only watch helplessly as the disciples of the Formless Sect departed unharmed.

Knowing that there was nowhere left to flee, he suddenly felt his blood surge. He turned around resolutely and directed the Heavenly-Sea Pearl toward the Nine-Palace Divine Sword once more.

The attendant dared not hesitate. He hurried from door to door, knocking and waking everyone. Ma Long, meanwhile, rushed outside the truck and met up with A Hao first.

“Your wife isn’t in our hands. Don’t you know that?” Upon hearing Yun Hao’s words, a flicker of surprise crossed the Left Emissary’s eyes. He stared at Yun Hao in confusion and countered with a question.

So, for all his frequent displays of power as he crushed various natives, the truth was that he had simply never met a truly tough opponent. Even Chen Jin, for all his experience, could still end up crashing.

He raised a finger to his lips, signaling Yu Chao not to make a sound. After walking a few steps forward, Ma Long stood just over a yard away from Yu Chao.

Madam Lu glanced back at the carriage. No one knew what was on her mind; she merely let out a soft sigh.

It was said that powerful figures from the Holy Church would attend and preside over the wedding. That alone showed how much influence the Lin and Di families commanded.

Relying on his earlier memories, Ye Xiu followed the general direction, vaulting over walls and crossing from one household to another as he sped toward the palace where Ji Zun and Marquis Luo were staying.

Tao Zheng’an was berating his second brother for abandoning the third household and returning on his own. Tao Zhengqian felt guilty and could only lower his head and listen.

A grown man’s soul would eventually reveal its flaws—unless he truly possessed a heart as innocent as that of a child.

Wen Wan finally heard the familiar footsteps and hurried outside. When she saw the familiar figure, she looked him over from head to toe. There was no cast, and no one was supporting him. He was dressed in court robes and looked perfectly fine. Only then did Wen Wan breathe a long sigh of relief. She had nearly been scared to death.

Hou Junhui had one admirable quality: he never lied to his parents, because he had no need to. Apart from proving his own incompetence, lies could explain nothing else. Besides, trying to lie in front of a father who was a deputy minister and a mother who was the chairwoman of a major conglomerate—if one could get away with it, that alone would be an achievement.

“Xia Dong, Fang Yu, take your people and inspect these men carefully to see whether any are still alive. If they are, put another bullet in them,” Tian Xiang ordered, turning toward the members of his clan.

Although goods of this sort from the Alchemists’ Guild were scarce, all you had to do was register and wait in line. You might have to wait a little longer, but eventually your turn would come. Why risk a dangerous transaction on the black market and pay an exorbitant price?

By the fourth day, Yan Qixuan did not go out with Wen Wan. Wen Wan went out with Dongqing instead. After she had left, Yan Qixuan slipped out on his own to play with his companions. Wen Wan did not mind, but Prince Chun flew into a rage.

He had always believed that she was destined for greatness. Though she had endured many hardships, were those hardships not opportunities in disguise? He had never once looked down on her.

“Medicine?”

“That’s right. I need a supply of medicine capable of treating illness. More precisely, aside from food and salt, medicine is what our people need most urgently.” Tian Xiang fixed the other man with an intense stare.

In truth, Wang Li had wronged She Jian. She Jian was already at his wits’ end. He had seen how Gong Wei’s arrival had given the dying Xiang Yu tremendous support and effectively turned the tide of the battle. He too wanted the army behind them to hurry forward and reinforce Wang Li so they could destroy the Chu forces. But an unexpected piece of news disrupted his plans.