Volume 1, Chapter 54: I Am Only Like This With You
Feng Jingmo raised his hand, pulling the sword slightly away from his neck while the amusement in his eyes remained undiminished. "How would I dare talk nonsense to outsiders? Uncle Sun and Jingyun are both our own people!"
"You're still arguing."
Youyue frowned, pressing the sword closer to him once more, and said coldly, "Little Youyou, don't be rash, don't be rash!"
"Shut up."
Feng Jingmo hurriedly made a gesture of zipping his lips. Only then did Youyue lower the weapon. Looking at the wound on his face, she retrieved a bottle of medicinal pills from her storage pouch.
He was originally a man of Qi, whose home was in the East China Sea. In his youth, he traveled to the State of Yan and became a disciple of the alchemist Zheng Boqiao. This Zheng Boqiao was on par with Song Wuwei and Xianmen Zigao, all of whom were highly regarded by King Zhao of Yan, who commissioned them to refine pills in the pursuit of immortality.
In an instant, all sorts of delicacies were brought in like flowing water, and the maidservants withdrew one by one after setting down the dishes.
If she had shown her a little more care and concern back then, would she perhaps not have become what she is today?
It must be said that this was a phenomenon very difficult for ordinary people to comprehend. After she told Ning Fuchen about it, he did not fully understand either.
Upon arriving, he saw his father sitting aside in a state of utter dejection, while his wife silently packed her belongings, tear stains still lingering on her face.
When he reached the edge of the pit and the glow of the car's headlights illuminated the bottom, he discovered that the pill was resting quietly there.
Consequently, almost the entire world plunged into a terrifying predicament, with only a tiny fraction of lucid individuals knowing that this phenomenon had to be stopped.
In the end, Fu Yiheng lowered his gaze. The information he received was that An'an had clashed with Jing Chao at the Jing family's hotel and was pursued, which caused the people tailing her to lose her trail.
That Qin general, Hu Yang, first besieged Wuan in an attempt to lure the Zhao army out so he could encircle the stronghold and strike at the reinforcements. Yet Zhao She refused to fall for the trick; after leaving Handan, he stalled his troops for twenty-eight days, putting on an appearance of cowardice and reluctance to advance.
After waking up in the morning breeze, Chen Feng prepared to head to the children's hospital. After all, since it was announced that he was coming here to conduct a research survey, he had to at least put up a convincing facade.
Because Wanhao wanted to contract the school's infrastructure projects, this Leader Hong had recommended it by calling Wu Xiao. Now that such a mess had broken out, he bore some responsibility. Although he was thoroughly displeased with Wu Xiao contracting the school out to someone else, he had also witnessed this fellow's stubbornness. If things blew up, even if he remained unscathed as a leader, his reputation would be ruined.
Inside the hotel on the outskirts of the capital, Xia Chang was leisurely seated beside Wan Jin, tightly gripping her frantically thrashing arms.
"Alas, it seems this time I am truly trapped," Gu Yun's primordial spirit murmured inside the Dragon God Ring, stretching out slightly from the spatial passage. Seeing that the head of the Wang family was still sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the passage without leaving, Gu Yun could not help letting out a soft sigh.
With a loud bang, the Thunder King Spear was crushed as if beneath the weight of Mount Tai, shattering into bursts of lightning and rendering it entirely useless.
"This subject will also exert all strength to assist the Second Princess, and shall not fail the expectations of Your Majesty." The three men shivered slightly, then hurriedly bowed in unison, their slightly plump bodies trembling up and down as if in fear.
Zhu Hegui had not heard what was said previously, but he caught this sentence loud and clear. What on earth was this Gao Yuan trying to achieve? One moment he wanted to buy, the next he wanted to sell? Could his sole purpose be to bring down Zhongshan?
Hua Ling looked at Shui Yan with a trace of bewilderment. Her cultivation realm differed too vastly from Shui Yan's, and she fundamentally failed to comprehend the mysteries of the intent realm's divine ability. Even as Shui Yan probed her spiritual world, she remained completely oblivious.
Whether Zhang Lin spoke or not, no one knew. Xiao Xiong could not discern any anomalies either, after staring into Zhang Lin's eyes for a moment.
The master of the Clear Water Sect naturally sensed the emotional fluctuations among his disciples, yet he said nothing at all, merely gazing quietly at Xiao Xiong.
"Don't think it's over just like this! Both of you belong to me, and this country—nay, this entire world—belongs to me as well!" Ignoring the injuries on his body as though they belonged to someone else, Maelun collapsed onto the ground and roared with brimming vitality.