Chapter 42: Little Did I Expect Wu Zetian to Have Such Heavy Tastes

"Useless creature!" Siyurou scoffed. After a moment of thought, she dialed a call to Sijun Hao.

The hunt order had been issued by Huo Xueyan. If she were to be captured, would Aimu perhaps gain an extra layer of safety?

Now, this amateur actually dared to harbor schemes in front of seasoned veterans. Had they not seen how the Deputy Commander of the Chisi Command had fled in utter disarray?

Thanks to Elder Yun's intervention, the city gate guards, who had initially intended to look at Liang Tian and the other twelve with snobbish contempt, were instantly brought up short. The group of thirteen marched grandly through the magnificent city gates, their journey onward remarkably smooth.

Aisi was trembling with rage, her ears and mind buzzing so loudly that she didn't even hear Aimu calling to her from downstairs.

Just last month, the Vanderbilt family's automobile factory finally went into production. The Vanderbilt family's method of naming things remained as casual as ever: since it was an automobile produced by the Vanderbilt family, its name was simply the Vanderbilt automobile.

Ye Yuqing shook his head and chuckled softly. Having lost a supreme treasure in exchange for an arm seemed like a fair trade on paper, but seeing how close the two of them were, he inevitably felt a slight trace of displeasure. Never mind, though; with the empire spread out before him, why dwell on a beauty?

While mouthing words of modesty, his face wore a proud expression that clearly screamed, "Of course I am the best." Yin Goushi turned his head away to select a carving knife.

Because of his constitution, Wang Ming had stirred up this whole affair and gained a certain reputation within the tribe. He had also won recognition among the imperial clan; Silver Scaled Child was somewhat of an anomaly, and his strength was not particularly poor.

Zhang Yueniang raised her head and said, "Mother, I want to speak to Madam An personally." Matters of this sort were best handled by herself; having the words pass through several intermediaries would greatly diminish their impact.

To be honest, the preparation of this batch of goods had cost Manager Zhao and his associates a tremendous amount of effort and money. Because Westerners were swarming to Yuegang to make purchases, not only did the Fan family's firm see a massive surge in orders, but many other firms experienced a similar boom as well.

Hearing this, the students in the Martial God Temple square wished they could charge right into the light curtain and give Shen Haoxuan a beating. What did he mean by "just taking a stroll"? If it were really that easy to stroll through, why had so many others failed to make it across?

***

At this moment, his appearance was identical to that of Du Bai, with the sole difference lying in their distinct temperaments.

The flames of Nirvana seeped out from within his body, isolating him from the scorching external heat. Gazing at the pure crimson color all around him, Yang Ran took a soft breath, a quiet sense of caution rising in his heart.

"My legs are numb," Bao Weiwei said with a hint of embarrassment, though her grip on Tang Xuanli's hand tightened just a bit.

Although Yueyao knew that Tingchao's behavior was deliberately indulged by the Mo family, so what? Tingchao had a father and a mother, not to mention a grandmother further up the line; there was no way it was her turn as a cousin to manage such matters. That would simply be meddlesome and asking for trouble.

That night, while Zhang Yu's family was fast asleep, a sudden chorus of dog barks startled everyone awake.

Now looking back, the illusion she once held—that her tribe was developing well and possessed formidable strength—seemed utterly ridiculous upon truly witnessing the outside world. Just like the story the people of Bengang taught them, these indigenous people were no different from the frog living at the bottom of a well, far too full of themselves.

When Yi Jingfeng arrived home and didn't see Bao Weiwei, he felt a slight wave of relief, yet a lingering sense of guilt remained. After all, he had promised Mother Yi before the high school entrance exams that he was not to spend time alone with Ye Zixin.

Zhou Zhixi pursed her lips. Admittedly, Liu Meilan's words did make sense; as for having Liu Meilan put on an act for Zhou Yiran, aside from turning to her, there probably wasn't anyone else who could serve as a substitute.

In other words, An Qiqi's strength was something the students in the second year of high school could no longer comprehend.

"I have another patient arriving on my end, so I'll get to work first. We can chat when you have time." With that, Yi Yage hung up the phone.

The standoff continued without either side taking the initiative to fire, yet neither side lowered the weapons in their hands. Qin Feng calmly polished the stone in his palm, seemingly paying no attention to the situation here at all.

He just managed to dodge the attack range of the Thousand Years of Pain, and right in front of Chen Fan was a giant rabbit.

***

"In this world, there is nothing our boss doesn't know," Ling said with a hint of showmanship.

Finally waiting for Xue Mei to finish firing off her questions in one breath, he replied simply, "Her name is Luo Xue, a classmate of ours. She has great grades and is very pretty. That's all, I don't know anything else." Qin Feng briefly explained Luo Xue's situation to his parents so the elderly couple could set their minds at ease.

In truth, he knew very well that having lost all his face today, no one would ever cooperate with him again. If he were ostracized, he would no longer have a foothold in the capital.

Could it be that my previous guess was correct, and that the blood of gods truly flows through the veins of the Zheng family?

Shen Xiuping frowned deeply as he watched the two of them frolicking, then turned to look at Dr. Sun, only to find him wearing an equally pensive expression.

Xu Qingshen mentioned that her condition wasn't very good. Although her legs were fine, she was wasting away day after day in the hospital room, her wounds aching and itching. Coupled with the psychological trauma left by the earthquake, her emotions were extremely unstable.

In reality, even if Bi Qianmo hadn't spoken those subsequent words, the moment she began chiming in with Lin Bichi, everything had already ceased to follow the original plan.

This point alone was sufficient to demonstrate Xu Buhan's formidable capability. At that moment, Dong Lei's pupils also shrank abruptly as a bad premonition rose from the depths of his heart.