Volume 1, Chapter 61: We Must Make It Big and Strong

These paper-crafted bean soldiers and generals indeed possess strengths at the Qi-Drawing and Blood-Coagulation realms, yet they lack the attributes of fortune-bound talent, and their constitutions are exceptionally frail with weak defensive capabilities.

"Enough, say no more. This matter has nothing to do with you, and you needn't put on a hypocritical act," Feng Yao said coldly to Yan Wu.

"This is precisely the sentence I wish to give to Senior Moon Wing. Heh..." Mu Yi said with a smile, after which the two exchanged a tacit understanding smile before Moon Wing turned and left the place.

"Even if I die, I will not yield to your wishes." With these words, Zhang Yi raised his head and lunged toward a stone on the ground, clearly intending to end his life.

"Naturally, I am going to find that fellow who dared to slight you. Since he dared to act thusly, he must be mentally prepared for the consequences." Mu Yi spoke with a smile. Jiang Yi held a position of utmost importance in his heart; for someone named Li Xin to treat Jiang Yi in such a manner was simply too infuriating.

Had such events not transpired in the past, surely the Divine Mother would not have sealed herself away, nor would she have erased the Heavenly Eagle's memories, sparing them the endless cycles of reincarnation across ten thousand lifetimes and the burden of enduring every twist of fate driven by love and hatred.

Only after truly inspecting the Heaven-Reaching River front lines did Chu He realize that the situation was far from as ideal as the battle reports claimed.

One hundred thousand *shi* of rice and grain required ten thousand ox carts and tens of thousands of personnel. This was by no means something a private faction could accomplish; only the imperial government possessed the capability to organize such a transport fleet.

An explosive force blasted the massive tree sphere that had enveloped Brent to pieces, and his figure reappeared before Lin Wei and Bainseni.

"I think Long Zhi has a higher probability of winning. After all, he has reigned as champion for several consecutive sessions, so this time should be no exception, right?" This person was a supporter of Long Zhi.

Zhao Mingxuan clearly knew this as well, but generally, once Xiao Shaohua finished his experiments and saw the missed call, he would return it, so he just smiled without speaking. He glanced at his wristband; this device transmitted his physiological data day and night, and now with a third of its battery remaining, it would be just right to go back and plug it in to charge after finishing dinner.

"I don't care who owns the place! I'm just eating a bowl of rice noodles, do I need to care who owns the shopping mall? Just like when I eat an egg, do I need to care who raised the chicken that laid it?" Wang Chao said with righteous confidence, his logic impeccably sound.

Pang Tong: "Wait for it. When Cao Cao and Yuan Shao begin to fight, we shall seize any opportunity to stab Cao Cao in the back and let Yuan Shao emerge victorious."

He woke up earlier than I did this morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw him lying on his side watching me, with one of his hands still resting on my waist. That was not the main point; the crucial part was that I suddenly realized I was completely naked without a stitch of clothing.

According to Yang Chenxi's description, her father had come back to life for a brief period last night, finished speaking, and then lost his breath once more. She was utterly bewildered as to what had happened, yet she was certain she had seen her father come back to life with her own eyes and heard the words he spoke with her own ears.

The Fourteenth could not accompany me for a single day; before even partaking in the evening meal, he went out to attend to official business. I sat stiffly on the *kang*, and even when occasionally moving around the courtyard, it required a massive production, treating it like going into battle. The moment Minqiu saw any intention of movement from me, she would grow unbearably tense.

Mr. Duan Wanshan possessed the quintessential appearance of a scholar. In the photograph, he wore a beret paired with a checkered scarf. Perhaps because he was still leaning on a black umbrella, Lin Chu always felt as though he might have studied abroad in Britain, exuding a cultured, scholarly aura from head to toe that naturally inspired admiration.

Consequently, the martial artists in the "black market" believed themselves to be standing on the same side as Whist, presumptuously assuming that as long as they clung to Whist's powerful backing, they would never again need to fear the imperial court, filling them with boundless confidence in their frontal confrontations.

Following such a tumult, the side courtyard was left inhabited solely by the Secondary Consort and Hongchun. The Secondary Consort felt a mixture of solace and desolate solitude.

Lin Jing's cheeks were flushed, whether due to the excitement of the movie she had just watched or not; even when the waiter handed her the menu, she maintained a distracted expression.

Despite merely performing such an action, the youth had already comprehended it. Quietly drawing a magnificent mouthful of the "Water of Life" from his mustard-seed space into his mouth, he followed suit. The two of them began wolfing down the beef noodles provided by the proprietor.

Ever since the scenic area was placed under military management, no one else had set foot on this path apart from the soldiers patrolling with police dogs.

Recalling Sun Bu'er's respectful demeanor toward Zhao Wuming, Qing Que felt a measure of inner clarity. "Perhaps what you say makes sense. I just wonder if Sun Bu'er has truly made all the arrangements."

Qing Li searched for the Clarity Grass while gathering the dew of a hundred flowers. Although the autumn night carried a biting chill and intense frost, she felt not a shred of fear, guiding her Biluo Immortal Sword back and forth amidst the towering mountains and ridges.

Xinnuo issued an imperial arrest warrant, yet its most profound impact upon the empire fell upon the ladies of high society.

That's right, Simon himself was a descendant of the Blood Tribe, but due to his impure lineage coupled with mutant genes, he was rejected by the Western Blood Tribe and forced to flee to America to make a living. Furthermore, he never dared to reveal his vampiric abilities, and Simon was merely an alias; his original surname was Brujah.

I am from France, previously spent several years in Italy, and joined the company just this past month. I am still undergoing security training.

"Enough, enough! Stop arguing. I have already made a decision on this matter. Liu Fei!" Lin Zhongyuan timely patted the sandalwood table and said with majestic authority.

"You're courting death." Gao Xiong flew into a towering rage. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he roared at Luo Wei. To think this fellow dared to strike him—he lunged forward in a single bound.

"At my doorstep?" Xu Yifeng's words caused Gong Qianqian to be slightly startled. Figuring that Xu Yifeng might be there to pick her up, Gong Qianqian said, "I'll come right out, wait a moment," before hanging up the phone.

In a brief instant, the two entered the medicine courtyard. At this moment, Mu Feng waved his hand to produce tools specifically used by alchemists for gathering herbs, and began transplanting the medicinal ingredients he had dreamed of acquiring.

Busy until three o'clock in the afternoon thusly, they hired a few migrant workers to move tableware, electrical appliances, and other items into the house. Naturally, a considerable sum of money was spent in the process.

This time, the foreigner was out of options. Clearly, he did not understand the meaning of the words, but that did not mean he failed to recognize which language was being spoken.

Of course, the youth currently looked disheveled and wore attire that was plain to the extreme. A single glance at the manor revealed that its owner was a wealthy and powerful figure, and in the dead of night, even if the guards were to kill the youth, it would be of no consequence.

"Then tell me, what are your thoughts?" Lele's father tapped the ash from his cigarette into the ashtray and turned to fix his gaze directly into my eyes.

"The more I act thusly, the less others will suspect. Everything is under my control." Li Munan said with absolute confidence.

"By the way, aren't there still some A-rank and B-rank missions? Can't we just turn in the remaining missions?" asked KAJELI.