Chapter 26: Banished from the Estate

Fang Li, who had been sitting on the stone bench weeping like a blossom drenched in rain, suddenly fell silent. She instinctively reached out to shield the arrow wound on her face, but accidentally brushed against it, causing her to gasp in sharp pain.

Biting her lip slightly, she cast a timid glance at the man. Though the redness remained in the corners of her eyes, she still composed herself to offer a greeting: "Greetings, Cousin."

The man merely lowered his head to cast a cursory glance at her, offering no further words.

Pei Zhi’s sudden appearance had saved...

Gasps erupted from the surrounding crowd. Just as they were about to step forward to assist Cang Qiu, the Clan Leader furrowed his brows slightly and struck his cane heavily against the ground.

It had been a month since he arrived in this world. Although the plot had yet to commence, Li Feng had managed to grasp the nature of this world through unconventional means. What he did not expect, however, was that the system had issued several additional missions beyond the main quest.

Speaking thus, the man seemed dissatisfied with the guard failing to acknowledge his status as the Seventh Prince, and he cast a silent, stern glare at the subordinate.

The North Mountain Wasteland lay due north of Dongxia City. Due to its remote location, there was no public transportation, and the nearest landmark was a place called Tuquan.

"After you," Magistrate Zhang said. Instead of walking ahead, he gestured for the others to proceed, ultimately walking into the building side-by-side with Gu Sanquan.

Zheng De’s eyes widened, a mixture of fear and surprise gripping his heart. However, once he regained his composure, his first reaction was that something had gone wrong with the car, and he decided to step out to inspect it.

"This is the Second Master of our Eight Peaks Mountain, known throughout the martial arts world as 'Heaven-Overturning King' Yu He." Yu He remained silent, allowing his subordinate to finish the introduction.

This time, his grandmother filmed him, and he only needed to upload the clips every two days; his follower count was skyrocketing.

After seeing off Fu Jingyi, Gu Sanquan sat back down. He pondered for a long time, ultimately deciding that diplomacy should precede force. After all, the imperial court had regulations providing special protection for temples and Taoist shrines.

Jin Qianyu had no intention of killing Jin Ba immediately. He knocked him to the ground and began stomping on his body, the sound of snapping bones echoing with each strike.

At regular intervals along the ramparts stood reinforced platforms. These were firing points specially designed by Hu Ye, from which warriors armed with assault rifles could rain fire upon the enemy.

She tilted her head slightly, the fragrance of flowers lingering with every movement, intoxicating those who watched. Their eyes followed Ding Ruoxue’s graceful, fluid gestures, unable to look away.

Young Master Pei furrowed his brows. He said nothing, but his movements against Lin Chuxia were no longer as restrained as before; yet, so as not to harm her, he did not draw his sword.

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"I am warning you one more time: you are not my father!" Kang Qiao stopped looking at him, turned sharply away, and continued to gaze out at the city, which was now shrouded in thick fog.

When they left last time, the extreme weather changes in the post-apocalyptic landscape had caused temperatures to plummet; the valley was covered in snow, and many plants had withered and died.

This belonged to Mother Zeng and herself. Mother Zeng had undergone surgery on her lumbar spine years ago, and her back had been uncomfortable ever since.

After completing the three kowtows, Ding Jiuxi opened her eyes and walked out of the Ding residence with grim determination, severing any lingering desire to turn back.

"It’s nothing. You should get some sleep. I’m going to the restroom first." Even though he was her husband, Zeng Bingbing still felt a bit awkward.

Zhao Wanwan felt a chill run down her spine under her intense gaze and couldn't help but swallow hard, yet she forced herself to glare back with a show of composure. The woman suddenly let out a cold laugh and walked toward Zhao Wanwan. Terrified, Zhao Wanwan retreated a few steps, but Pei'er gathered her courage and stood in front of her.

Zhou Qing began to head inside the gates, killing every disciple of the Feathered Sect he encountered along the way.

The corners of his eyes split open, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his gaze was filled with utter disbelief.