Volume 1, Chapter 48: Fulfilling the Promise

The world shouldn't be like this. How could this Mister Wang do such a thing? And how did he even dare?

Entrusted heavily by Liu Bao, the three formidable generals charged forward regardless of their own lives. Ahead of them lay the Bingzhou army camp, with all three routes completely sealed off. Charging forward and carving out a bloody path with human lives was the only foolish option left.

Shortly after, he shook his head, no longer dwelling on the previous scene, and secretly resolved to purchase a ninth-grade spirit vessel in his heart.

As soon as the door closed, the chubby man relaxed his grip. Had Ning Xiu not been supporting the other side, Chu Wanglun's body would have slid straight down to the ground.

Amidst the desolate and majestic sound of horns, the gates of the noble district, inner district, upper district, and civilian district opened one after another. Countless knights in full ceremonial dress, arranged in neat formations and marching to a synchronized drumbeat, galloped out from the slowly opening gates.

Leaving the flying shuttle in place and dropping a message inside, Jiang Xiao also hurried toward the Primordial Wilderness. Traveling at full speed halfway there, he actually caught up with Zhao Ling'er and her two companions, who were huffing and puffing along their journey through the chaotic void.

Having caught the implication, Xu Jingzong secretly nodded. Li Rizhi understood boundaries well; he only searched for clues without interrogating suspects prematurely. No wonder Empress Wu appreciated him so much, and His Highness the Crown Prince also held him in high regard.

Therefore, the professors, instructors, and tutors of official academies simply turned a blind eye to the poetry gatherings and literary salons hosted by the scholars.

"That's easy to say; it's all the same whoever pays. You have money, so you can pay too! Come on, it's fifty thousand in total. Hand it over and we'll leave!" Sun Qing cared just as much about Xichen's words, shamelessly smiling and reaching out his hand to demand money.

Zhong Yutang suddenly felt a deep sense of mental exhaustion. Why was communicating with a psychiatric patient so grueling... Many people failed to understand how difficult it was to be a doctor in a psychiatric hospital, but Zhong Yutang certainly understood now.

Day after day, ceaselessly, the lingering fragrance intoxicates the weary traveler, waiting until the falling blossoms die in the winter chill before finally pausing, affectionately embracing the withered vines and withered roots.

Upon seeing that the figure leaping out of the bushes was Long Yu, Yan Lang's vigilance subsided slightly, and then he muttered to himself.

Huang Zhichen's influence in Huangshi was much like Li Gang's in Tianhai City—he was a veteran underworld figure who had made a name for himself long ago. In the criminal underworld of Huangshi, his word was law. However, the difference between him and Li Gang was that while Li Gang was a cunning and ravenous wolf, Huang Zhichen was a mad dog snapping at anyone anywhere for a morsel of fat.

Zhang Jin pointed at Zhang Lai with a smug look, displaying his own identity in an attempt to capture Baili's attention.

Hearing that Jin Peng was treating, Li Tianyi, being the absolute foodie he was, immediately jumped up in excitement, saliva practically drooling from his mouth.

Night Lu was probably harboring this exact scheme, knowing that Night Zihan wouldn't dare let Bei Mingyu encounter any danger in the Night family out of consideration for the Rain Spirit Temple, which was why he dared to brazenly hold Bei Mingyu hostage.

Zhuang Qingqing thought about packing her things, only to find that she had nothing to pack at all. Ever since she was chosen, she had been so busy that she hadn't even had time to take her belongings out of her bag.

In this world, whether in the Yunzhou Continent or the Liuxuan Island, one cannot afford to be too kind, or else they will be bullied relentlessly by those with malicious intentions.

While Chen Long's mind raced through various strategies, the flying sword thrust forward once more, appearing to target his chest, though its final landing spot remained unpredictable. Chen Long's eyes narrowed, his body swerved to the side, and he turned on his heels and ran.

Long Yu swam to the side of the chubby cattle, opened his wide jaws, and a fireball instantly formed within his mouth.

Upon hearing this, the stall owner flew into a towering rage. His stall lacked golden hairpins—wasn't this driving away a piece of business right at his doorstep?

Though she had limited contact with Ling Su, she was well aware of her deep affection for Liunian. Yet, at Ling'er's words, she clearly noticed the girl's body trembling slightly. What did that signify?

Lifting his head, Esther was still staring at him with an intensely expectant gaze, as if awaiting his next move.

Beside him, the metallic body of the Archangel gave a violent shudder, and then its eyes radiated a striking, ominous red glow.

"Well, if you don't need it, I'll leave right away. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Chen Xing turned on his heel to leave.

Zhao Fuxin turned and walked away after speaking, not wanting his mother to see him holding back tears, nor wanting her to worry.

Although the Zhulan Mountain Range was chaotic, and its hundreds of thousands of cultivators were unruly and untamable, it was precisely because of this that the Zhulan Mountain Range was extremely difficult to conquer.

The man spoke, rising to brush off his robes. In the moonlight, the hair at his temples fluttered in the breeze. Half of his face, cast in shadow, carried a trace of self-mockery and melancholy, striking the softest part of her heart in an instant with a bone-chilling ache.

Zhao Fuxin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, trying to speak, only to cough up another mouthful. Because too much internal energy had been channeled into it earlier, the wooden stick had already turned to ash.

The police officers also grumbled inwardly, believing that Su San was making a mountain out of a molehill, yet since the chief had given the order, they had no choice but to continue the search.

"I am utterly ashamed, utterly ashamed!" Guan Feishan and his fourth junior brother were, like Yang Wang, seven-star divine king experts, but the combined ages of the two fellows amounted to seven times Yang Wang's age.

With just two cannon shots, the city gates of Yanzhou Prefecture were blasted open, and massive breaches were blown into the city walls.

On the ground below, Bai Lingting was still bound to the side. Perhaps due to sheer shock, Bai Lingting was exceptionally quiet at the moment, his expression somewhat vacant and dazed as he stared straight at Long Aotian.

How could the speed of iron sand manipulated by magnetism possibly surpass that of Kamijou Touma, who had undergone rigorous high-level training? With just two simple evasive maneuvers, he easily bypassed that vast expanse of iron sand.