Volume One, Chapter 41: Regretting the Divorce?

The events of the second day were both simple and troublesome. In truth, they were not much different from those of the first day. Ge Liang noticed a prominent figure emerging atop the city walls, judging it to be Zhang Lu, and so he tapped Wang Wei, who was disguised as the White Tiger, by his side.

At the same time, a powerful force sought to drive Xu Tian away, yet Xu Tian, suspended in midair, seemed rooted to the spot. No matter how fiercely the tornado, capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, battered him, it was futile; before them stood not Xu Tian, but a pillar of heaven never to collapse.

Yet, unexpectedly, the man wandered off like a lost child, straying from Tong Pass and instead arriving at the Pu Ban ferry. After killing Steward Wu, Xu Tian felt his soul melded more closely with his body, and sensed a lingering resentment quietly dissipating.

Xu Tian gazed at the burly man before him, noticing his resemblance to the one he had defeated earlier, though this one was taller and more imposing, his whole being radiating explosive strength.

In the midst of the conflict, at least twenty military policemen and special agents perished, and the number of civilian casualties was also considerable.

With delicate features, a tall and slender figure, and a stage outfit for the main song, he embodied the public's ideal of what an idol should be—flawless, perfect, an attractive child.

“He’s only been out of prison for a few months, don’t push him too hard!” Old Patton’s younger brother advised in a low voice.

Meanwhile, far away in R country, Lolo and Mo Yuheng returned to their villa, their expressions somewhat defeated.

Thus, Bu Shiyao once again took Mu Chen by the hand, watched by her three aunts and a pile of gifts, off to visit the next family.

After another word of thanks, he didn’t linger, heading straight for the door, for now was a race against time.

“Bastard!” From the thick fog behind the three main corps, an angry roar erupted, and a monstrous spirit at the cultivator level burst forth.

If anything could let her relax for a while, it could only be their favorite sport, so fitting for their current state.

The emperor, upon hearing the news of Ashou’s betrothal, summoned him to the palace for instruction. Amidst his happiness, he sighed: Ashou is engaged, but when will Qiu An and Bai Tang find a clear path?

The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War were in turmoil, preparing for the Mongolian campaign. Each day, the emperor exercised on the parade ground, riding and shooting arrows. The Prince of Han seized the opportunity, accompanying his father daily in races and archery contests, delighting Zhu Di.

If spiritual veins used to be mere individual channels, after Su Daoxing became a master of a hundred veins, they formed a unified whole.

Fu Chengjun stared at Lin Fan in utter horror, filled with dread, his body trembling, wanting to flee but unable, his legs shaking so violently he could barely stand.

Li Yu and Crystal Flame were locked in intense combat, but this was only a microcosm of the family strife. This time, four families received Mu family’s marriage invitation: the Long family, Li family, Shui family, and Sun family, all from the ancient city.

Suddenly, the wind grew wild and chaotic. In the Roman camp, soldiers from the Kingdom of Ubertinia emerged, lightly armed, brushing past the legionaries of the Twelfth Corps. They began tossing strange objects from their hands.

“Grigor, what do you mean by this?” The irascible dwarf glared, his eyes round; if the bard’s answer was unsatisfactory, he might well swing his axe immediately.

“What’s wrong, haven’t you figured it out yet—well, Habaruka, help me out, thank you.” The bathhouse guest continued to laugh heartily.

The last few words almost struggled out from Renace’s lips; if Gordon hadn’t had keen hearing, he might not have noticed at all.

In less than twenty seconds, Sister Mei’s languid, teasing voice came through: “Que Qinglei, calling at this hour? Missing me again?” Her voice was as alluring as ever, hooking a man’s soul, but to County Chief Xie, it was oddly unpleasant.

“Don’t rush…” Yet, faced with the bustling Cheng Ying, Duan Tianya still squatted on the ground, eyes fixed on the map.

“Slaves, get out of my sight, you have no right to witness a Roman soldier’s punishment.” When Aminius saw Karabis and other camp slaves crowding forward to watch, he shoved Karabis back, threateningly.

The battlefield rang with laughter; several famous “2b” interviews lightened the gloom for players barred from entering, knocked out of the match, yet on the field, the storm raged on, battles burning everywhere.

Feeling the greedy gazes all around, Dongfang Bubai gave a bold laugh and moved in a flash. To those present, it seemed a blaze of fiery red swept past, followed by a clang as the sword dropped from the shouting man’s hand.

Outside the city, the welcoming ceremony mobilized every notable from Black Iron City and even the northern peninsula. On the surface, it showed the King of Haiwen’s respect and esteem for his lord; in reality, it was a display of the Audrich family’s power.

Ning Chaoyun glanced suspiciously at Qi Wan, seeing her cheeks flushed as she lowered her head, exposing a slender, fair neck. For some reason, his heart suddenly raced.

Zhao Lei looked around and saw Mina on the other side of the deck; she had just woken up, and after a long journey through time and space, she seemed exhausted. She held her head and smiled at Zhao Lei.

Yang Junrou at first refused to indulge these men, but unable to resist their gifts of gold and jewels, she vacillated between rejection and acceptance. Each night she shared her bed with a different man—not just for money, but because she could not bear the loneliness.

If, out of compassion, Jiang Caiping were to give the peach talisman to another, Yun’er feared that not only would she fail to report back to King Xue, but she would also be unable to face Jiang Caiping again, and could never explain the consequences of her actions.