Volume 1, Chapter 36: Biding One's Time

"I know what you are thinking, rest assured. These ten people are just like you; I trust them completely," Xu Que said.

He had originally expected this cooperation to be like the previous secret operation in the south—friendly collaboration with mutual benefits for all. However, the person in charge this time had changed.

He had intentionally arranged for these intelligence files to be sealed after establishing his company, aiming to provide the authorities with accurate data and leverage that relationship to facilitate his future plans.

Immediately following this, a sweeping kick, like a whip, slammed heavily into Bai Chi's lower body. In pain, Bai Chi instantly released Yao Yao, and Luo Feng caught her steadily.

While shouting, he grabbed the assassin's dislocated right arm with one hand and clutched his neck with the other, attempting to pin him to the ground.

"We are mostly replenished. Furthermore, the White House stated they have reinforced us with five more infantry divisions and a batch of replacement warships, bringing us back to pre-war levels. Additionally, a newly reinforced fleet has already passed through the Strait of Gibraltar and is sailing toward us," the adjutant said in a deep voice.

His hair was meticulous, his trousers reached his ankles, and his shirt was buttoned to the very top. He was so formal and rigid that he wore his pajamas as if he were about to head to the office.

Only a small minority, for now just Zhou Mingyi, could be considered relatively normal, decent people.

Her eyes stared straight at Ye Xuan, and deep within her pupils, it was as if there were two massive whirlpools, threatening to suck in Ye Xuan's soul.

Seeing this, Cheng Lei also let out a sigh of relief. He exhaled softly, then silently watched the shimmering lake, muttering a few words to himself.

Demos looked at her as she drew nearer. After waiting for a few seconds, he only uttered a very short sentence, the meaning simple and direct.

His body suddenly felt strange. He did not know when, but the crystal ball in his arms had transformed from a round, translucent gem into a piece of charred coal, glowing with a purplish-red light amidst the dark barrier. The burning, searing pain made the Sea King’s hands tremble involuntarily.

"After all, we cannot ruin a young lady's purity... Brother Lan, wouldn't you agree?" Wang Wenji said indifferently.

Compared to the encounters faced by the first two echelons of Japanese and puppet forces, the third echelon was somewhat less fortunate. In addition to the Lubei Detachment cutting off their retreat, they also faced the wrath of the commander of the 3rd Battalion, 2nd Regiment, Li Ziyuan, who directed two companies to vent their fire upon them.

Although they had spent three years recuperating and had the medicinal pills left behind by Tang Xiao, they had only managed to recover a sliver of their vitality.

It looked as if Dong Ping’s company was one that Li Ziyuan had grabbed at random. In truth, how could Li Ziyuan just pick any company to carry out a mission as important as eliminating the Japanese command headquarters? Even though it was too late to call up the reconnaissance company from the rear, Li Ziyuan knew exactly what he was doing with that unit.

Hearing Wang Cheng mention his old unit, Li Ziyuan became exceptionally silent, and the playful grin on his face vanished in an instant. Having served as a communications orderly by his old superior's side since he first joined the army, he knew that the "old unit" his superior spoke of was not the regiment he had originally belonged to.

"Big brother, Tianqi is going to guard the border between Beiyi and the Western Regions. I am going with Tianqi. You must take good care of Father in the palace; his health doesn't seem very good," Bei Moxue said, looking at Su Yingxue, who was bowing her head beside her.

The wrap party finally ended amidst everyone’s laughter and cheers. Since Gu Yilin had been drinking, he was unable to drive.

Mo Jinxuan waited for a moment before pushing the door open. He walked to the bedside, looking at the hump of the quilt on the bed. He gripped his sword tightly, a flash of reluctance crossing his eyes, but after a moment of internal struggle, he drew his sword and slashed wildly at the bed.

It wasn't until Chen Tian coughed deliberately behind her that she reined in her greedy, glinting eyes, realizing she had lost her composure.

She believed Chen Dawei could feel her deep affection. Yesterday, someone named Guan Shan had come to look for her.

Feng Ge cast a worried glance at Feng Chi and followed Bei Moxue out of the room, leaving Feng Chi alone to drown his sorrows in drink.

Before Zheng Ye could reply, Gu Yilin hung up the phone and told Cheng Luoxuan about the matter, wanting to see her thoughts. However, Cheng Luoxuan did not understand the pros and cons of the underworld, and her stammering response failed to provide any real insight.

The world is so vast, how could it be such a coincidence? Luo Qi and Chen Dawei had met before, at the exit of the train station.

He saw that person suddenly reach out and grab a corpse, then, with the other hand, pull hard at his own forehead. He actually peeled the skin off his entire body.

The level of handsomeness was off the charts! Su Yingxue was nearly drooling. The man before her was dressed in black, accented with a golden dragon. His sharp, angular face was as cold and stern as a sculpture, and his extremely deep black eyes swirled with an inscrutable light—incomparably handsome yet tinged with mystery.

He could handle anything else with a straight face, but that kind of thing was something Jiang Han simply could not stomach. He felt nauseated; just the thought of it made him feel sick.

Yin Ruojun got up from Mo Xi, her expression complex. In truth, she could have left on her own without worrying about him, but she didn't. Not only that, but when he couldn't bring himself to ask for help, she accommodated him, letting him lean on her so she could carry him away.

She took a deep breath, raised both hands, and aimed at Yin Ruojun's handsome face. *Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!* She struck his face four times, the sound crisp and loud.

Although Lu Xudong said this was only our first month trying to conceive, he barely let me rest a single day this month. If we don't succeed with this frequency, what are we supposed to do?

Wang Jiu nodded. That was his first contact with the Holy Sect, but the result was inconclusive; the Holy Sect made no reaction whatsoever.

"Miss Qing'er, in your current state, can you revert to your human form?" Xie Yeyu asked, flying forward while Lin Qing'er clung to his back.

I nodded. I had to admit, Qiao Ling's medicine was truly effective, but thinking of her words, after the initial joy, both Tong Yue and I fell into silence.

Since this girl could walk on her own, he shouldn't keep carrying her. After all, he had no real relationship with her now, and carrying her often would inevitably lead to gossip.

Hearing her say this, Gao Ming didn't say anything more. In his heart, he felt that Dean Zhu was a reasonable person, at least very good at handling these subtle interpersonal relationships.