Chapter 50 The Censorate is Lively Indeed

"Miss, Xu Guodong has gone to the Censorate! Furthermore... Prince Su has taken charge of the Censorate."
Zhaojiao received the message sent back via carrier pigeon by Liuxu at the very first moment.
After reading it, Duan Xuanzhen directly tossed the note into the brazier.
Zhaojiao slowly stood up. "Hearing that the censors memorialized the throne about the desolate god, he went to find Zhang Linxiang for protection... Since Prince Su now oversees the Censorate... Sir, inform Liuxu to have him send the person to the Censorate! The Censorate will surely be lively today! Let's go, we shall also set out—"
On the right was a charming yet noble figure. Beneath a loose nightgown, those surging curves were so breathtaking that one could hardly resist the urge to take a bite.
Ling Feng's face was covered in a sheet of frost, yet as Young Master Chen had said, he truly did not dare to strike casually. With his current level of cultivation, even if another hundred or so Young Masters Chen were to appear, it would be a matter of a mere blink.
In his hand, Ling Feng toyed with a crystal seal. The raw material of this seal was a 'blue swimming crab' from the ocean, which he had named the "Void-Breaker Shuttle." The explosive power of this crystal seal would be no less than the revolving air strike he had once refined, meaning its explosive force would reach over three hundred, which should be more than enough to deal with Rui Xing.
The so-called ban on firearms only restricted the guns of people like them. The He family's guards, however, were all bodyguards permitted to carry firearms legally. Whether they were genuine bodyguards or fake ones naturally went unquestioned by anyone, and even if they carried guns to do good deeds or bad ones, no one would interfere.
Feng Yu cast a sidelong glance at him, as if this were the simplest thing in the world, while the dignified Mr. Qin actually failed to understand—it was simply disgraceful. Ah Yu's gaze involuntarily caused Mr. Qin to generate such an illusion: could it really be that he was disgraceful?
Yet on this crucial day, Shadayu and the others had stirred up such a mess once again, and furthermore allowed Jack, an important cadre within the Alliance Community, to see it all completely. Any impression of them must have long since vanished.
Xiao Qingcheng's heart was likewise filled with suppressed malice. What angered him most was none other than the fact that Song Yiyi's previous incident in the imperial garden had been intercepted halfway by Xiaohou Ce.
"Hello, may I ask who this is?" Finding that the call came from an unfamiliar number, the master answered politely.
"I hope there will be other exceptions; that would be better for both him and me." You Youjia's gaze drifted into the distance.
"Hey, Gu Ning, the show hasn't started yet. Why don't you go to your room and check if my computer's webpage is still working properly? I'll be going straight to record the show shortly, and it would be bad if the webpage suddenly acted up." Peiyueyue thought of this while washing dishes in the kitchen and shouted towards the living room.
Xiao He roughly guessed his intention. Just as the two of them turned a corner, a team of patrolling guards approached from ahead.
"As you command, Grand Duke." The four Gaochang men bowed uniformly to Ju Chensi, then escorted Lü Xiangyuan and Lüzhi in their midst as they walked into the courtyard.
"My brother-in-law truly has great foresight. Sister, you have indeed married an exemplary husband." Accompanied by Lü Hong's hearty laugh, his entourage of followers had already surrounded Ju Chenhao and the remaining five or six Gaochang men.
Although the power of the setting sun was far lower than that of the midday sun, Ghost Master was, after all, a newborn ghost. Even though he possessed Daoist arts, his fundamental characteristics as a ghost still remained—for instance, his fear of sunlight.
The two of them panted as they returned to the studio; it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Tucking a large pile of snacks into Tang Youyou's room, they ate some snacks as a late-night bite, chatted with Tang Youyou until one o'clock in the morning, and only then reluctantly departed.
Instead, those three winged fiends were each blown backward by several meters, shock simultaneously revealing itself on their faces. Clearly, the innate strength far exceeded their imagination.
Everyone revealed expressions of astonishment at that moment. The instantaneous chill caused them to shiver involuntarily.
Lin Meng smiled faintly, placed the lunchbox on the table, and first opened the first layer, which contained red-braised sweet and sour pork strips. The second layer held braised crucian carp with red sauce, and the third layer consisted of white rice, setting them out on the table one by one.