Chapter Forty-Four: Kneel

“Ahhh! Mice! So many mice!”
“Snakes! Snakes! Help, there are snakes!”
A rustling and squeaking filled the vast main hall. The floor, polished to a mirror’s shine, suddenly teemed with countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
It wasn’t only the women who were startled and screaming; even many young gentlemen and several grown men couldn’t help but shudder with fear, scrambling to evade the oncoming creatures.
Lou Yu’s pupils contracted sharply.
So that’s how it is!
Meanwhile—
“What’s the use of that? I’m a super handsome guy myself!” With that, Ye Tian rolled over and went back to sleep. The two exasperated old men finally lost their patience and gave him a good beating before dragging him off to the military hospital.
The burly, dark-skinned proprietor possessed the exuberant warmth of an African; after a few sips of the premium German beer, he beamed, treating me as a confidant and sharing every rumor and story he’d ever heard.
Gongyang He stood in a daze for quite a while before remembering to look for his own name. A sinking feeling grew in his chest until, finally, he found himself only in eighth place. Gazing at that rather desolate position, then at those in the top four—who had had to join forces to resist him—Gongyang He’s eyes slowly filled with disbelief.
Now, in the eyes of the Heavenly Father, his threat was no more than that of a mosquito to a dragon—utterly insignificant.
Still, although the subsidiary formation contained only a handful of corpses, they were all formidable cultivators of the Tribulation Transcendence or Void Spirit realm. As for the mother formation where Ling’er had once slumbered, at most it had only primal spirit realm experts as its linchpins. Ling Hao pondered for a moment and soon understood why this was so.
Moreover, Han Dong’s importance drew the fiercest attacks, making the battlefield even more chaotic. There was simply no time to organize into peak formation; every second, someone fell, blood rained from the heavens, the universe resounded with sorrow—all sealed off from the supreme battlefield.
He could also tell that both men carried the imposing air of those accustomed to command, especially Lin Pingzhi, who, as the richest man in the region, naturally possessed a certain aura.
This sudden turn of events left Lin Ai completely at a loss. She stood dumbfounded as Leiderson lunged toward her, but the pain she expected never came. Instead, a scream of agony rang out from behind her.
Jian He’s gaze drifted downward to see a dark stain of blood spreading over He Yi’s chest. He’d hastily bandaged the wound himself, but blood still seeped through, leaving him looking utterly bedraggled.
Yang Xiu broke free from the magistrate’s grip, nodded toward him, and relayed all he knew about Liu Ye.
Since Yang Jian wasn’t present, Wang Chongyang saw no need to linger. He immediately summoned his auspicious cloud and soared into the sky.
Though Wang Chongyang couldn’t hear Bian Chengbing’s voice through the phone, he could sense the meaning clearly from Lou Xingdong’s thoughts.
Ever since she’d met Helan Mingruo, she’d never seen her angry, much less laughing heartily; her expression was always cold, her speech unhurried and measured.
Now, though she felt Jiang Zhenzu’s apology was sincere, she knew it was only his side of the story. If she trusted him too easily and later discovered he’d hidden something or lied, she’d feel she’d betrayed the late Marquis Ye Feng.
“My lord, the punitive army is now at Hulao Pass. Not only are they preparing to attack Luoyang, but they’re also on guard against Dong Zhuo’s forces outside the city, led by Zhang Liao.”
At that moment, Xi Ze suddenly heard a faint sound and saw that not far away, Nan Murong had awakened.
As Han Jing stepped into the hospital room, her eyes reddened. She seemed about to fling herself into his arms and weep, but stopped herself upon seeing Ye Junyao lying on the bed beside him.
Fourteen couldn’t spend the day with me; she skipped dinner and went out to attend to some matters. I sat rigidly on the heated brick bed, occasionally pacing the courtyard, but every movement caused an uproar. Wen Qiu acted as though she were heading into battle; the moment she saw me so much as stir, she grew terribly anxious.