Volume 1, Chapter 57: Her Highness's Decision Cannot Be Changed

Gu Han, of course, was unaware of the dramatic scenes playing out in Princess Changning’s heart. He buried his face in the hollow of her neck, gently and tenderly stroking her back, and whispered softly, “You’re happy too, aren’t you? If you refuse me again, I’ll break their legs.”

Xie Dong’s look of schadenfreude instantly froze on his face, his mouth opening wide enough to fit a fist.

In truth, that was my initial thought as well. Back then, I believed that my father taught Lü Bu the Overlord Halberd technique precisely so that Lü Bu could become famous using it, thereby drawing attention away from others. This, in turn, would benefit my own survival and advancement.

“Eh? Xia Menghan, your confession was actually rejected?” Ling Qinghan’s eyes widened in disbelief, utterly unable to imagine that gentle-hearted Xu Yixi could be so cruel.

Indeed, that was exactly the case. That Lord Liu probably already controlled most of the Ming Dynasty’s fleet originally intended for the voyages to the Western Oceans, as well as the naval forces of Liangguang and even Fujian. At this moment, it could be said that the entire southern region of the Ming was nearly under Liu Sheng’s control.

Liu Ji, the master of the First Tower, seemed to have exchanged nearly a hundred moves with Lü Bu in just a short while.

This time, Wei Qianyou did not argue with Gu Muchen. To her, having just uttered such an embarrassing phrase as “crybaby, I beg you,” apologizing was out of the question.

Li Lin was a perfect example—though he never obtained a driver’s license nor ever personally drove a car, the things he had seen and heard in life had already engraved the appearances of many classic models deeply in his memory.

Perhaps... this time next year would mark the day of my own early demise. Gripping his chopsticks, he began his reckless journey with the courage and fearlessness of a warrior who dares to face a bleak life head-on.

“Then let’s give it our all,” Xu Yixi slowly straightened up, sighing helplessly. “After all... I am your favorite brother. If I don’t give it my all, I’d be letting down your affection.” He pulled out the textbook from the first lesson, his eyes heavy with boredom.

A massive black dragon extended its enormous claw, scales densely packed, dark clouds swirling, and suddenly lunged toward the Fire Cloud Holy Mother hovering in midair.

“I don’t think this military merit should be shared with the left-wing army!” At that moment, Ye Tianhao suddenly spoke coldly.

Zhou Zibo’s voice was like a splash of cold water, awakening Duan Shishui who was struggling to hold on. Without any more attachment, he pressed his hands together and directed his focus to the point between his eyebrows.

“Logically, Captain Zheng, your proposal is indeed excellent and represents a considerable concession,” Chen Hai said to Zheng Qiang.

The heavy atmosphere, rolling black clouds, roaring thunder, pouring rain, and muddy roads painted a vivid scene of a troop moving forward.

Although the Black Cross avoided the saliva of the Ant Brother, it failed to evade the simultaneous attack from a pair of antennae and a pair of front legs.

With a sharp “whoosh,” the Sword of Shimmering Phoenix blurred into a streak of red light, flying ten feet in an instant, piercing through the elder’s abdomen. Then, the sword light swept broadly, cutting the two men’s bodies and their inner spirits into fragments.

The Native Americans formed a line to bid them farewell, watching them ascend into the sky with reluctant eyes as they returned to their cave-dwelling lives.

An infinite Dao principle manifested, the red giant eye shifting and transforming as it opened its eyes to the primordial wilderness for the first time.

The next day, Yang Xu dragged his luggage out and followed Li Wei to withdraw money. Li Wei entered the bank while Yang Xu waited outside on the sidewalk. Soon, Li Wei came out, stuffing a thick wad of cash into Yang Xu’s arms.