Volume 1, Chapter 31: This is the Office, Mr. He, Please Behave Yourself!

"Nangong Ruoli—" Leng Yu spoke each word with deliberate care, her beautiful eyes shimmering with an unusual light.

The north was far from peaceful. Jamuha, the overlord of the grasslands and sworn brother to Liu Zigang, had declared to the Great Khan his intention to lead one hundred thousand elite cavalry to sweep across the Central Plains and clear out the treacherous officials to restore his sworn brother's reputation. If not for the fact that Shanxi and Hebei were guarded by the Red-Shirt Army, with whom Jamuha shared a friendship, he would have been forced to show some restraint; otherwise, the Mongol army might have truly set out to water their horses in the Yangtze River once more.

"How annoying! Wasn't it just to encourage you back then? Only with motivation can you realize your true potential," Qin Yuxin said, rolling her eyes.

Wu Chi was no fool; he naturally understood that the Tianshan Sword Formation was bound to be extraordinary. But since he had already made such bold claims, how could he possibly back down now?

He had just sprinted into the basement and barely caught his breath when a "ding" startled Yan Fei. Looking toward the source of the sound, he realized it was the elevator.

As Youhua Commandery ranked third among the ten commanderies of Seven-Star City, Qiu Yunfeng, the Commandery Prince, possessed far greater insight than Wang Yuan.

Back in the rear ranks of the Efien forces, the nobles and knights stood with their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an apple inside.

In short, Liu Zigang was a god-like presence in Jinan. Zhu Youxiao did not grasp this, nor did Huang Zongxi, so they mistakenly believed that by forcing Liu Zigang to Jinan, they had effectively sidelined him. In reality, they were profoundly wrong; Jinan was his foundation and his most formidable stronghold.

She knew nothing of Nangong Ruoli’s cultivation. Although he had shown some skill before, Mingyue did not believe he could save her from these fierce and menacing men.

Under Liu Mo's orders, the group immediately set off in pursuit of Qing Rong, stepping onto the long staircase leading to the plaza below. Only Yang Yang, who was currently cloaked in invisibility, hesitated; he wanted to observe the situation further before acting.

Jun Qiluo and Long Yin naturally saw it too, and with a silent understanding, they ceased their playing, watching as the fluctuations on the flute and xiao slowly faded away.

Qin Huanli only now realized how clumsy his actions had been, thinking he had been operating in complete secrecy.

After receiving the letter, I opened it and unfolded the paper inside. The first line at the top read: "Ninth Brother, Zhang Xiao, I am sorry to you all..."

He scrutinized Ximen Jinlian’s appearance carefully. She looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her before, but for the life of him, he could not recall her name.

Lu Nishang pressed her lips together and nodded, her long eyelashes fluttering, already damp with crystalline tears.

How dare he take advantage of the situation, and even force Xiao Qi to set aside his status as the Retired Emperor and his formidable aura, referring to himself as "husband"?

Unfortunately, Jun Qiluo’s expression remained unchanged, not even a flicker in her eyes; how could he possibly discern anything?

"Just a leg cramp, nothing serious," Concubine Xiang said with a smile. With people waiting behind her to exit, she felt it improper to say more. She cast a deep look at Jun Qiluo and gave her a slight nod.

Speaking of which, this fellow was truly unlucky. He thought he was perfectly safe using concealment arts, but he failed to account for modern "black technology" that relied on infrared sensors rather than light. No matter how powerful the concealment, it could not hide the body’s heat; even a slight leakage would betray his exact position.

Five days later, the caravan arrived at Yunshan City. Zhu Xiongying had no intention of entering the city; instead, he surveyed the defensive lines nearby. There were at least a hundred traps, and extending outward toward the Kuoshan Mountains, there were four or five trenches behind the traps, all lined with wooden spikes at the bottom.

At first, Su Qingqing could barely control her voice, only letting out a few soft gasps.

He seemed to despise this dirty, chaotic environment, and his tone was far from pleasant when he answered the phone.

Yu Haotian took the cigarette handed to him by Mo Ce, took a puff, and then began to ask about his experience entering the void of the New God Realm.

What met their eyes was an extreme contrast: black and white, hard and soft, tightly intertwined. Su Qiao felt her heart race and her face flush.

Four slaps landed, leaving Xiao Lan dizzy and unable to stand, causing her to collapse directly onto the ground.

But Su Ruiqiao was different; upon hearing those three words, her entire body shuddered, and a surge of unease flooded her heart.

Having said this, Lin Yuan struggled to suppress his excitement. After all, who wouldn't want to experience what it felt like to hold power?

Twenty-five or twenty-six minutes later, Lin Yuan arrived at the Dream World Amusement Park. Li Zihao recognized him and took the initiative to step forward and open the car door for him.

Su Lie had always been one to suffer for the sake of his pride. Wen Yunyun harbored grievances in her heart, but due to Su Lie’s stern authority, she dared not speak out.

There were many people, but finding a spot was not easy. However, that didn't stump these seventeen "cobblers"; they dragged two tables together and arranged the chairs until exactly seventeen were aligned.

"You're back in America? Why are you calling so late?" On the other end of the line, Guo Tao seemed to have just fallen asleep; he let the phone ring for quite a while before answering with that single question.

Before long, Li Zhi’s body was once again filled with surging, pure negative energy. He then began to conceive a new demonic energy technique.

Resonance with heaven and earth is also a form of enlightenment regarding the universe; the more one perceives, the more one can transcend it. It allows one to open up an internal world—in other words, the more one realizes this resonance, the more one transcends this world and is no longer bound by its rules.

"I want to know why Xiao Tianci chose our Huang family, and what his demands are," Huang Shirong asked, tapping his fingers against the table as he pondered for a moment.

"Invited? In your current state, you still have clients inviting you to dinner? Stop your boasting!" Li Qixin didn't believe him for a second, pouring her husband a glass of water to help him sober up.

However, Zhu Ying never expected that after walking back for two minutes, no matter how he searched, he could not find the path he had just taken.

The two fools laughed without a shred of decorum in the car, rocking back and forth. If a passerby had seen them, they would have certainly thought them insane. After laughing heartily for a long time, both felt their spirits lighten, as if all their worries and pressures had been poured out and vanished along with their singing.

While Lin Yunxuan was immersed in the otherworldly dungeon, the world continued to spin along its own trajectory. In America, the adjutant, having secured a deal by trading a series of technologies, returned to the Far East by airship, and the Far Eastern Empire began to produce its own vacuum bombs.