Chapter 3

Both sides clashed directly into a chaotic brawl. Leng Zhi, thoroughly enraged as well, immediately ordered an entire company to be dispatched, determined to take down the incoming police officers.

Those three words revealed nothing of his expression; he presumably still harbored resentment over my refusal to resign. Is it just that anyone accustomed to being in leadership acts this way? They care nothing for the process and the reasons, focusing solely on whether the outcome matches their expectations.

"Brother, Prince Kang has not arrived yet, has he?" This was Jiang Moshan's first time attending a banquet at the Prince's estate, and she was inevitably somewhat nervous, terrified of making a faux pas.

"Very well, then this maid shall wait outside the door. If you need anything, be sure to call for me," Muer said softly.

Only a foolish girl like Su Lian would forgive such a "good sister," and only a pushover like her would continue to assist and coddle her. Had it been him, he would have drawn a clear line between them ages ago and chased her out of his sight altogether.

Therefore, he had remained within the Prince Yu's estate. It was not until shortly beforehand, when Zhou Xuanyu was finally out of danger and had regained consciousness, that he dragged his exhausted body back to his own home.

Seeing that the glare of the sun was no longer as oppressive as before, he spoke indifferently. The closer he got to the dragon vein, the more uncontrollably excited he became, longing to seize the lifeblood of the Qin State as his own immediately.

"Understood, this maid will go at once." Ice Rain received the command and stepped out. Moments later, Ice Rain hurried into the large tent; Ling Ruoxuan caught the anxious look on her face and knew instantly that something must have happened.

"Your grandson is far more formidable than you are." With a cold snort, he noticed Leng Zhi suddenly burst into laughter.

"Sister, do not be afraid. You did not mean to do it, and His Majesty is a wise ruler; naturally, he will not make things difficult for you." Ye Wangchen's words were truly venomous. Wasn't she implying that if the Emperor did make things difficult for Wangling, then he would not be a wise ruler? In this situation, her words naturally equated to the stance of the Ye family.

"Never mind, I have matters to attend to, I'm leaving!" She waved her hands in panic and hurried into the grand entrance of Fuhua Hotel in three strides and two.

Glancing at the trending searches on Weibo, sure enough, the fact that she was an adopted child of the Song family had been completely dug up by others.

Xi Xinzhou restrained the look of astonishment on his face, and upon looking toward Shen Jinhang once more, much became clear in his mind.

After Sun Zhuo used the match challenge card, Larsa did not catch sight of Sun Zhuo in Minneapolis. Spending a day there, Larsa fully experienced the biting chill of the Land of 10,000 Lakes—cold not only to the body, but to the soul as well.

Li Lengzhen led Zhang Yue to the front of a large workshop. The moment the door was pushed open, a wave of heat rushed out, and the interior was divided into individual manufacturing zones.

This was a night of bloodshed; that warm blood melted the snow, only to slowly freeze over again, condensing into crimson ice crystals—both beautiful and tragic.

"Think nothing of it. Find a room, somewhere quiet; Young Master Bai will need to rest here for some time," Mei Er said with his usual icy demeanor.

Dong Wuchen smiled faintly. As he walked along the stone steps, he distinctly heard her stomach rumbling with hunger. It seemed Zhen'er had something on her mind, and since she did not wish to speak of it, it was not his place to question further.

Zheng Ji let out a breath of relief, then, following the coordinates provided by the command center, increased the throttle and roared forward.

However, Jindal and Tie Qin held their heads proudly high, refusing even to spare a glance at Tielan, nor showing the slightest intention of ordering the two Titans to stop.

This message was not only broadcasted throughout the amusement park, but the large screens suspended above the main gates continuously transmitted the information as well.

"Slowly, slowly." Seeing this, Su子墨 (Su Zimo) pulled a clean tissue from the table and gently wiped the remaining stain from the corner of her mouth.

Clad in a snow-white wedding dress, Ma Mulin listened to the lyrics by her ear and watched the young man's actions, her cheeks flushed red. At the same time, a trace of doubt stirred in her heart—though the young man before her felt somewhat familiar, she simply could not place who he was.

In truth, the King-Slaying Mecha of the City of the Undead was not yet a complete version, given that the entire city had only emerged not long ago.

Extending his arm, a smile blooming from the depths of his heart, he exchanged a fierce palm strike with Feng Luebao. Feng Jiaojie and Feng Chen also smiled and nodded in acknowledgment toward Liu Tian.

Chen Jing smiled and wasted no time. Bringing his hands together, a talisman resembling black water materialized, and he began tracing upon it casually.

"Then until we meet again. I hope to see the two fellow cultivators within the Nether Night Mansion someday," Ye Feng also smiled, cupping his fists in salute without offering any forced explanations. After all, once they reached the Nine Nether Sea, the other party would naturally realize he had spoken the truth.

Both underground boxing rings and regular fighting rings featured one-on-one solo combat, but there was one distinct difference: any sort of potion or stimulant was strictly prohibited on the regular fighting stage, whereas the underground boxing rings permitted their use.

Gu Qingyun felt there was nothing shameful about it. Furthermore, Scholar He had a prior friendship with Gu Boshhan and undoubtedly knew his family circumstances, so he truthfully recounted everything.

The Rong clan had been illustrious for several generations. By the time of Rong Xia's grandfather's generation, the Rong family's reputation in Daye had reached its absolute peak. When the current Emperor was still young, Rong Xia's grandfather had served as the Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince. Although his grandfather passed away from illness shortly after the Emperor ascended the throne, His Majesty still posthumously honored him as the Emperor's Tutor.

Soft lips pressed gently against his own, lingering in that position for a full five seconds. An Zeyu blinked in confusion, then pulled away.

When the news reached the newly appointed Prince of Beihai, Yuan Guanshou, the White-Robe Army and the Black Mountain Army had already converged at Xiangxian.

After changing into a clean outfit and returning to the living room, Ye Ning had already brewed a cup of honey tea and handed it to him.

Though surprised inwardly, he showed no trace of it on his face. Hu Longya was the garrison commander of Zhongli and the first to dismount and welcome Xiao Zong.

"Dad, go to sleep early tonight. We need to wake up early tomorrow." After finishing dinner and taking a stroll in the courtyard with Song Xiong, Song Ning suddenly felt a chill and decided to return to her bedroom, which was cozy and warm inside.

Like making a statement in a court of law, her words were solemn and precise, yet listening closely, one could hear her voice trembling.

Driven to a desperate impasse, Xiao Baoyin utterly loathed the mastermind behind the "two birds with one stone" scheme, and by extension came to hate the Prince of Beihai as well, completely severing any possibility of the Prince of Beihai finding refuge there.