Volume 1, Chapter 22: Shen Yuancai Obtains the Crane-Blood Flower.

"Why? I've grown up without ever seeing so many people or such a lively street." A strategy of playing the victim.

Huaizi looked at Li Gengtian, whose face kept shifting from red to pale, and chuckled softly: "We are honest and upright folk. We follow the rules in everything and never go out of our way to pick fights or stir up trouble. However, if someone tries to bully us, that simply won't do." As he finished, he cast an intentional glance toward Sun Jinshan.

Andrews was a man who feared death, and he held sufficient authority within this foreign fleet. With these two factors combined, things became much simpler.

"Old lady, don't worry. I'll find a way to take care of the rent!" Liu Dongsheng sighed, opened his bag to take a look, and finding he had just over a hundred yuan, decided to pull it all out.

Although the two Type 052D hulls awaiting their new nuclear propulsion systems could no longer be modified, the vacated space did not go to waste. The Navy was able to use this extra room to install additional weaponry and electronic systems.

"Mr. Zhang, look at this..." With that, Wang Zihao took a piece of jade from his bag and handed it to Zhang Guozhong.

Throughout the long course of history, the Tang clan had always claimed they had no collusion with the rebels. Yet, facts speak louder than words; the Tang clan proved to everyone that this was their most successful political investment in a thousand years—a most glorious collusion.

These words left Shen Jianshan and the others feeling a bit melancholy. Shen Jianshan was already over sixty; who knew in which year they would meet again after this parting of siblings?

A man in his forties asked their purpose, went inside to report to Scholar Zhou, and then invited them into the hall. Heipi and Putao handed their belongings to the servant, waited outside without following Huaizi and Juhua into the room, and were later led by the servant to sit in the west side chamber.

Seeing Bai Caigu heading toward the feng shui cave again, Qinglong and Zhuque followed him immediately.

The soldiers of the Fire Wind Legion, who had been weary, suddenly perked up upon seeing Xia Haoxuan appear, especially after hearing his words.

Although he had won repeatedly against the Asura King Vimalacitra, Chu Chen still felt he was reaching his limit. It had all been due to the power of the Human King Sword or the God-Beating Whip. Being able to shake off such a formidable foe meant he could finally get a good night's sleep.

Time passed second by second, and the hopes of the disciples of the Chu School seemed to be slipping away with every passing moment.

"Icewind Island—there are ten slots this time. I know the other nine, but who is the last one?" Many people cast their gaze toward Ye Tian, their faces showing confusion.

Although his internal energy had formed a defense, the power of the water and the energy within it were simply too overwhelming.

Being at the middle stage of the Martial Marquis realm at such a young age, Xia Haoxuan was likely an invincible existence among his peers in the White Cloud Sect.

Don't you see how, in years past, newspapers would always report on places where migrant workers' wages were withheld for a year, leaving them unable to afford the trip home for the New Year, only to have the wages paid out after the stories were exposed?

The air waves rolled like clouds, shaking the妖族 (demon clan) cultivators who had been surrounding Ning Fan and sending them flying four or five meters back in an instant.

"Otherwise, who do you think would dare to enter the depths of Wanling Mountain to seek death without someone leading the way?" Leihun sneered dismissively.

Amidst the ancient vines and trees, Luo Tian moved with agility, darting through the woods like a clever monkey, leaping and bounding with great delight.

However, could this make Han Fengxue back down? What he loathed most was being threatened. Although the middle-aged man's words sounded like they were for his own good—and indeed, there was an element of well-meaning intent—the deliberate mention of Yan Bin's teacher was a thinly veiled threat that his proud heart could not tolerate.

At this moment, Xiao Zhan was already considering how to torment this Demon Lord, walking toward him step by step while a wicked smile, uncannily like Xiao Ye's, slowly spread across his face.

They swept their eyes across the room, caught sight of the Chief, and gathered around. Seeing their expressions, the Chief could not help but shake his head and sigh. With a flicker of golden flame, he filled in the three characters: "Liu Qingqing."

After months of recovery, Master Tongbao was restored to his former self with the help of numerous medicinal pills from the Wanliu Palace. Looking back from the events of ten years ago to the present, he began to see some common threads, though he dared not be certain.

The four deans felt quite conflicted, as did He Xiao. They did not know what outcome they hoped for; He Xiao both hoped Han Fengxue would kill his opponent and feared the consequences, for the power behind Ao Tianyu was something no one could afford to provoke.

Chen Xuanli and the others gasped in shock, and Li Yu's face changed drastically. If Prince Jianning had Zhang Xuan's support behind him, the outcome of his future struggle for the crown against Li Yu would be hard to predict.

"Hehe, Brother Bai, don't go. Your brother has a favor to ask." Rong Wanjiang grabbed Bai Guanyu by the arm.

"That's more like it..." Princess Gaoyang turned her anger into a smile. She called out twice toward the door, and two of her personal maids entered, each carrying a bag of items.

By evening, Fang Yi'ai arrived, bringing with him various tools needed for the journey. He wasn't the only one; Chu Suiliang came as well. Chu Suiliang was there to comfort him; after all, as old friends, their private relationship remained strong regardless of the court's politics.

In the past, when Xiao Ye lacked the strength, he would have chosen to avoid such arrogant people.

Cheng Nuanyang offered a few words of comfort to Ye Xue. In the end, Ye Xue couldn't bear Cheng Nuanyang's awkward consolation and simply drifted back into the soup bowl.

Some people, who were enamored with Qin Shili, kept their eyes on her at all times and were stunned to hear these words.

His dharma robe had been completely ruined, and his body was covered in numerous wounds. It was clear that this battle had been extremely difficult for him.

A flash of cunning light darted through her eyes. A mischievous thought suddenly popped into her mind, and a trace of undetectable malice curled the corners of her lips.