Chapter 43: Rescue

Yu Jinzhen smiled and said, "Understood, thank you for letting me know."

"By the way," Steward Shen continued, "Miss Zhenzhen, your foster mother, Madam Liu, has already moved to the estate on the mountain with my master. I am heading over there now. If you wish to go, you may come along with me. The master has shown grace and will allow Madam Liu to come out and speak with you. If there is anything you wish to give her, you can bring it as well."

Everyone in the Mu family lit up with simultaneous joy.

Yu Jinzhen:

The magazines were loaded entirely with blanks during the drill, but the combat knives they carried on their bodies were the real deal—multi-functional combat knives designed to draw blood the moment they were thrust in, with reverse-facing serrations on the back that would immediately tear the wound open when pulled back out.

Right in the center of the military camp sat the "SAM-9" surface-to-air missile mentioned by Zilei, draped with a layer of green canvas. It was this very weapon that represented the armed rebels' possession of limited anti-air capabilities, dealing a severe blow to the air support Yan Poyue and his team could otherwise rely on.

Tang Ying puffed out her cheeks and walked down. However, shortly after leaving, she quietly crept back, hiding in the distance to watch.

It wasn't until she heard the words "We're coming right now" coming through the phone that she reluctantly hung up.

Consequently, Wen Heng mentally gave his subordinates a terrible rating. How distant could their relationship with Shi Yu possibly be, for Shi Yu not to think of them when such a wonderful opportunity arose?

Looking at the countless jars and bottles, Liu Jun was almost moved to tears. Would they even let these on the train? People wouldn't think they were pickled vegetable dealers, would they?

As they stepped into the largest clothing store, the sales clerk playing with her phone at the counter immediately noticed them and walked forward.

This area near the southwestern waterway, the guard station closest to the scene, was not a residential neighborhood for commoners, but rather a fire-watch tower, coal shops, and iron shops. At the end of the line of sight lay the military parade grounds and the public granary; ordinary citizens rarely ventured here.

Furthermore, his return to the Great Canyon was not merely to visit his wife and children; he carried a far more crucial mission.

Its cooking method was far more rustic: boiled thoroughly in water, shelled, dropped into seasoned marinade, and left for half an hour before being fished out, sliced into several pieces, and served on the table.

Pangu Tu wore a look of tragic resignation, while Yan Yuncheng felt like dying. He had truly never seen such a shameless person.

"Scram!" A harsh roar erupted from the mouth on the face. The entire sea of fog instantly churned with changing winds and rolling clouds, and vast stretches of the ocean grew furious, whipped into violent waves and towering surges. The sailboat was nearly flipped over, and Qiao Ran and the others were almost sent flying, the mast emitting a creaking sound of agony.

With those words, the Heir turned and walked toward the corner ahead. At this moment, her father was waiting for her there.

Genju spun in place at a high speed like a tornado. The feathers thrusting toward him were deflected back by the powerful gale.

Ten days had passed since the kingdom's trial. Ever since Murong Fu had been beaten up, he never showed his face again. Later, the Prince of Langya specifically came to inspect the situation. Seeing Tuoming in such a state, he figured there was no saving him, filed a report, and no further news was heard.

The shocking, terrifying cracks torn across the ground by them pointed to one undeniable truth: either Lin Yu would die this time, or they would! Beneath their black veils, every single death squad member wore an expression distorted to the ultimate degree of ferocity, clearly visible even through the only parts left exposed—their eyes.

Bingmeng hesitated for a moment before summoning the courage to ask, "Then... could you make me a Jindan-stage master?" For people like them, reaching the Jindan stage was the highest realm they could possibly imagine.

Flames engulfed V's feet entirely. The intense burning sensation caused V to scream out loudly in agony.

"Damn it," the Heir cried out in pain. Moonlight approached the Heir, wielding the twin swords Azure Dragon and Young Phoenix.