Volume 1, Chapter 56: Notice of Searching for Relatives

Wei Rui naturally understood what was on Fan Jun's mind, but for now, he could only play dumb. Coaxing Fan Jun into fully curing Yuan Xiang was the most urgent priority at the moment.

"I can say that never happened. The Hornets have undergone massive changes this season. I am not familiar with their current tactical approach," Chen said earnestly right away.

Everything that had happened before felt like a mere dream. The only exception was the lingering trace left by the clash between True Person Mubai and Bai Qingcheng. As True Person Mubai regained consciousness, he sensed an extremely powerful force lingering in the palm of his hand. Looking down, he saw a wisp of golden light.

Hearing Yue'er finally get down to business, Bai Feng did not dwell on the matter any further. After all, the upcoming preparations were a life-and-death issue for Rome. However, before that, Bai Feng still needed to tell Yue'er about his affairs with the Iceni tribe.

Those people outside were no better than beasts either; for money, they even dared to steal the ancestral statues of the ancestral hall, utterly devoid of fear for karmic retribution.

Ling Xiao knew he had to give him time to think. If he forced him to do something against his will, he feared it would ultimately not end well.

After a deep and thorough conversation, Liu Bei and Xu Qiu gained a deeper understanding of each other, and their mutual recognition grew immensely. Returning to his commandery, Xu Qiu said to those around him: "Liu Xuande is no mere frontier warrior of brute force; he is resolute, magnanimous, and possesses an extraordinary bearing. He has the aspirations of the Dukes of Zhou and Zhao, the style of the Gaozu Emperor, and the vessel of a true hero. I shall assist him." With that, he led the commandery troops out of the city to join Liu Bei.

Coming alone to see him, Xu Qiu rebuked Liu Bei, saying: "Instead of thinking about defending your own borders, you come to annex other provinces—what is your intention? Dong Zhuo was arrogant and tyrannical, and met a violent death; Yuan Shao was greedy and covetous, and his reputation was ruined thereafter. Do you wish to follow in their footsteps?" Though nearly sixty with graying hair and beard, Xu Qiu stood straight with his back upright, radiating an imposing and formidable aura.

"..." Ichiji and Niji maintained expressionless faces, offering no comments whatsoever regarding Yonji being kicked flying.

The Xuantian Sect trusted him now, hoping to use this opportunity to rally public support. Daozun Wuyang accepted this goodwill, but he would not squander the face given to him by the Xuantian Sect to act as a pushover. The South Province Immortal Cultivation Alliance had long existed in name only, so he only bothered with a few allies; as for the rest, they could do whatever they pleased.

"Muo'er said to remember to pay the bill." Mu Zixuan could not be bothered to deal with him, knowing that saying such things was merely an attempt to change the subject.

"Need any help?" Xia Zheting asked with a helpful tone, though the teasing undertone was quite evident.

Ye Xiaorou had no desire to explain things to Lin Nan. It was not the feud between the two families that she cared about; what she cared about was Li Chunxiao's concealment. Thinking of Li Chunxiao, Ye Xiaorou looked up again around her, only to find that Li Chunxiao was still nowhere to be seen.

As soon as her hair caught fire, it immediately scorched down to her scalp. Mike quickly tucked his hands inside his sleeves and began frantically beating at the flames on top of his head.

The goatee channeled his true qi all over the precious gourd. After a few minutes, however, his expression grew increasingly unsightly.

"How long has it been since you combed your hair? Even if you don't step out of the courtyard, you should still take proper care of yourself." Looking at Qiao Wei's hair, which was matted into a tangled mess resembling a pile of hay, Cui Hao could not quite define what he was feeling.

Qiao Wei burst into loud laughter, tears flowing silently down both cheeks. At that moment, she finally awakened to the truth: what exactly had she done wrong? Her mistake was falling in love with this man and losing herself in the process.

The boundless, vast, and endless starry sky was dotted with a sparse moon and a few bright stars. Was the brightest-flashing star perhaps the recently departed Yun Qianzhi? Wondering whether she would approve of the decision she had made today?

Feng Wei walked over to Shen Lian, deeply shaken by the events of the evening. General Jin had actually turned into such a grotesque, inhuman monster. Had it not been for Shen Lian's protection, everyone present would have ended up as food on their plates.

It seemed the sect rules were not mere decorations. Meanwhile, Shizi's friends alternated between sighing and marveling at his good fortune; surviving two lightning strikes was not something an ordinary person could endure, nor was it common to have such notoriously bad luck.

It appeared An Tao had put a great deal of effort into this matter, even pronouncing the three words "Liu Qingcheng" with heavy emphasis, as if uttering some deeply taboo name.

Wang Ling was momentarily stunned, then recalled the contract Cashu had made with him—to rescue the Cashu clansmen from the Xuanhuang Star in exchange for serving him for two thousand years, whether crafting weapons or doing anything else.

That figure in black robes appeared not far from Zhao Shuzhi. The wind whipped at his robes, and the scales on his body gleamed under the sunlight like a frozen mountain stream. Pulling down the hood of his cloak, he bared abnormally long, sharp fangs protruding from his mouth. "Come back with me!" he roared.

And this feeling of utter humiliation had previously only been experienced under his father and Sergeant Gou; now, Xu Zhili had been added to the list.

The people around craned their necks to peer at the gambling table, all eager to see what kind of bet Shen Lian was placing. But upon seeing it clearly, they immediately broke into animated murmurs of discussion.

After finally waiting for the crowd to quiet down, the third-place score was only two rings behind Zuo Zhen. Another wave of commotion rippled through the crowd. It was over; Zuo Zhen had truly lost.

Peng Jie: Everything yields feedback. What is sown today fills the granary tomorrow; what is left barren today brings regret tomorrow. To avoid weeping in the future, one must strive starting today.

Furthermore, the past battle records of these prodigies had all been dug up, and the more that was uncovered, the more terrifying it became. Their achievements were simply too astonishing, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to peers of their own generation.

"I've already had someone process the relevant documents for you; it's all down to a single word from you." Qi Ende looked at me and suddenly dropped this inexplicable remark.

"Qiu Shaoze! Have you lost your mind?!" Mo Jingxian knew that Qiu Shaoze truly had feelings for Xiao Yu, but that stubborn girl seemed to have a fierce temper and had been giving him the cold shoulder all along. Still, no matter how deep his affection, he could not act recklessly, let alone direct it at the wrong person.

Just as he was about to flare up, Feng Zhenxiong hurried over in a flurry. Having clarified the reason, he cast a puzzled glance toward the inner chamber. With such a commotion inside, how could it possibly have failed to wake the person within?