Volume 1, Chapter 58: Driven to Despair

Tang Xinyi met her gaze directly and replied calmly, "It is simply that the Ye family is too noble, and I am quite ashamed of my own inferiority."

"Humph, at least you have some self-awareness," Zhang Shaojie, trailing behind Ye Zhiqiu, sneered disdainfully.

The Nanhai Army, however, was entirely different. Formally appointed by the imperial court, it was in a league of its own regarding title and status, far beyond what the former could compare to. Moreover, on all fronts, the Nanhai Army would not only receive support and backing from the local military commissioner's office, but it would also be able to put the wealth of the Nanhai Faction to the most effective use.

Hearing this, Chen Yan's eyes lit up. Jia Xu's words were quite right; if Cao Cao's grand army lacked grain supplies, Chen Yan wouldn't even need to make a move—they would simply starve themselves to death.

"If you truly wish to thank me, focus on resting and recovering your injuries in peace. There will be a time when you can help me," Qin Mubai said with a smile.

However, just as the Iron Sword General swept his blade, Tang Zhan had already shifted his stance, hurling the Iron Sword General out of the hall with a single punch.

Even though the technology of this era had reached a level utterly unattainable in Han Biao's time, the manufacturing processes of certain items still could not be solved by technology alone.

Cai Yan hurriedly led Chen Yan to a guest room. Although Cai Yong lived a secluded and austere life, the guest chamber was exquisitely appointed. The bed curtains, quilts, scented burners, tables, and chairs were all of top-tier quality, far more luxurious than the furniture in Lu Bu's mansion.

What an ingenious fellow. Scarcely a few minutes after stepping beyond the plane, he had managed to discover a demonic creature capable of suppressing sacred power, and figured out the most optimal way to utilize them. Everyone had long known of the existence of these demonic creatures, but why had no one ever thought of using them in this manner?

Once the toasts were all completed, Wang Yifan finally brought up the matter of Tang Zhen taking him to Lidu earlier to divide up territory, establish an independent domain, and become a sworn adoptive father.

Her enthusiasm had always been a mere three-minute fad, and this time a bucket of ice water had been poured straight over it. She even felt that Xu Qingmei probably didn't even want to hear the name Jing Huai right now.

The sea of forest billowed like waves, withered leaves spun in the wind, and in the distance, a waterfall cascaded with a rushing sound. Everyone was instantly pulled back to reality, escaping from that absurd and bizarre world.

The crowd listened with rapt attention, repeatedly letting out sighs of amazement. Xuanqingzi, in particular, was overjoyed, unable to help himself from clapping and laughing out loud.

This meant that if one could utilize this E ability well, it offered cooldown-free health regeneration! Extremely disgusting.

He glanced at the expressions of the people around him—there was disdain, mockery, and contempt, as well as anger and resentment, the looks of those suspecting him of cheating.

Consequently, Xun adopted a gank-heavy playstyle that blew up all three lanes; wherever he went, the enemy died, and within a mere ten minutes, all three of the enemy's lanes were completely ruined.

Following the death of the Faceless Pugilist, the barrier at the edge of the arena opened. Long Qingchen exchanged a meaningful glance with Long Jinxuan'er and Long Kongli in the audience, then stepped out of the ring and walked away.

Although Fudan and Shanghai Jiao Tong University were in the same city, separated by only a little over thirty kilometers—easily reachable by subway—normally, people simply didn't have the leisure time to go watch a match in person.

Yet now, witnessing mages capable of wielding magical energy once again, how could they not be stirred and excited?

He was in his thirties, around one hundred and eighty centimeters tall and solidly built, with a buzz cut and wearing sportswear, sporting a thick gold chain around his neck—he practically had "street hoodlum" written across his face.

Su Yu felt utterly awkward. Good grief, they had all gathered together; was this the legendary universal Housekeeper Liu?

Hearing Ming Guang put it that way, Zhenren Changsheng found it difficult to say anything further. True or false, he was hardly going to lower his aged dignity to seek enlightenment from a junior in the Qi Refining stage.

Her gaze shifted forward as she attentively listened to the reporter questioning Tang Jiang and Lin Hui, while Tang Jiang and Lin Hui smiled and answered with patient courtesy.