Volume 1, Chapter 29: An Encounter with the Chang Brothers

The situation in Ribange is far from stable. Although the local lords’ strength was significantly depleted by the previous round of retreats, they have not entirely lost their capacity for resistance. Nevertheless, the idea of anyone daring to storm Qiao Hai’s mansion directly is truly inconceivable.

That night, Cao Ren and Cao Hong split their forces to flank Kui Mulang’s camp from both sides. The fifty thousand Cao troops moved as if entering an empty land.

Today, Su Xing sat down next to Su Han, wishing to ask once more when he could arrange a meeting with Mayor She.

The masters of the demonic path, who had been fully in control of the situation under Du Yuan’s leadership and were preparing to embark on a slaughter, looting, and burning spree, were struck with horror at this turn of events.

What is loneliness? Loneliness is waking up suddenly in the middle of the night to the sound of torrential rain, unable to fall back asleep. You calmly drink a glass of milk, read a dense book, yet sleep still eludes you. Then, wrapped in a blanket, you watch the light outside the window slowly claim the sky, second by second.

That immense, seemingly irresistible spiritual energy, after sending Zhu Dapeng flying, transformed into streaks of energy that dissipated into the air like long serpents.

However, after this matter reached Huang Shuo’s ears through the enthusiastic Lu Xun, Huang Shuo’s expression grew even darker. Still, Huang Shuo was confident in his ability to extricate himself. Thus, he merely shook his head slightly and continued to chat and laugh with Lu Xun.

Outside, a series of gasps erupted. Apart from George and Neo, no one knew of Wen Feng’s innate divine sense. They were clearly shocked by the number one hundred; even outside of Seacity, across the entire city-state, such a genius only appeared once every few decades.

The two caught in the vortex of the struggle heard the sound and simultaneously stopped their movements, looking toward the other end of the corridor.

Nao, of course, did not care whether Yamada was a man or not; it was just that beer was the cheapest item in the Striped Bar, and since there was no profit to be made, she spoke that way.

The Tianbo Mansion was adorned with lanterns and colorful decorations in preparation for the wedding of Princess Baihua. The entire Song Dynasty was immersed in joy.

"Very well, I shall go and take a look." Mo Ziqing sighed helplessly. It was truly difficult to refuse; it was just a few words, after all. Since the person was already mentally unstable, whether things improved was up to fate, but if he did not help, he would leave himself open to criticism.

The hand tapping on the bathroom door stopped abruptly at his response. Liu Yuxi smiled bitterly and eventually ceased making a sound.

When everyone was busy, naturally no one had time to bother with Ding Jiuxi. Ding Jiuxi was happy to be left alone and wished such days would last longer.

"Want to see me? You liar! You haven't thought of calling me in so long, let alone meeting!" Tang Lili giggled.

Huo Jingran took a few bites and asked, "Where is Haoxuan? Out playing again?" Whenever she thought of her energetic son, Huo Jingran felt a headache. You couldn't bring yourself to hit him; he had his mother’s eyes.

"Empress Dowager, please forgive me. I have been unwell lately; I ask that you inform the Emperor to allow me to recuperate at home." As Sheng Mingzhu walked out, Xuan Yuan Yi suddenly called out to her.

Even at the worst, it was his unusual body; if some accident occurred, she would surely find a way to save him.

She understood Wu Qianping’s state of mind at that moment. He was afraid—afraid to see such a scene, afraid to stir up childhood memories of living under another’s roof, struggling for every meal. His fear of poverty was far deeper than Ming Yi had imagined.

After the dust and stones settled, the surroundings returned to peace. A few twisted corpses lay on the ground, and before long, they turned into streaks of white light and flew back to the city.

The Fourth Fujin declined a few times before taking her seat to the right of Yinzhen, tending to the brothers' meal while discussing the matter of paying respects.

Pang Qianyou gained nothing from this farce, but the fact that the daughter of the Prime Minister’s residence had acted so outrageously, even shamelessly, had already become the talk of the capital. Madam Pang nearly killed herself to apologize to her husband; naturally, she would not truly die, but surprisingly, Pang Jun did not vent his anger on her.

The Third Fujin was unnervingly calm. Dong'e Miaoyi sat down, understanding her cousin well—she was a proud woman. She feared that even if her heart were broken, she would never show it. This was why she refused visitors when Hong Qing died, but accepted them when the Eldest Princess passed; the Third Fujin could not let people think she had been defeated.

On the other side, the Jiangnan Prince, Jiangnan Whirlwind, and Jiangnan Xiaofeng also arrived to assist. The four masters stood on the front line, attacking in shifts, firmly pinning the boss’s aggro.

Wei Weiyi was so startled that she quickly wrapped her arms around Duan Xuchu’s neck. Duan Xuchu strode toward the upstairs bedroom, kicked the door open and shut it behind him, and upon reaching the shower room, began to undress Wei Weiyi without a word.

"Silly sister, what are you saying? You are my only sister. This Golden Pill is useful to you; you must keep it." The White-Faced Fox looked at his sister and said.

Once outside, they saw Yin Tang right by the door. Yin Tang made a hush gesture and pulled Dong'e Miaoyi away before saying, "It's a wonder you thought of such an idea." During this time, Yin Tang had also been fretting over how to help Yun Xin without leaving a trace.

"That goes without saying; leave Zulan to me." Chen Chichi couldn't finish his sentence, and Lu Han stepped in to take over.

The old friends from Jiangcheng spoke all at once, recounting to Chen Fei what the Luo family had just spread.

Tang Shunzhi’s words were clear: "You, Zhou Nan, go around mentioning my name to everyone you meet, posing as my student and protégé. If you truly went to take the imperial examination, your essays would be complete nonsense, and I fear my face would be lost entirely because of you."

This was not because Long Aotian was old, but because the Flame Emperor’s attacks were becoming more powerful. After all, even if Long Aotian’s strength had improved, there was still a limit; he could not erupt endlessly.

After Liu Zilang and his team had just put on such an intense "salute" on the bridge, even if there were people on the other side, they certainly would not cross the bridge now.

Long Ba was confident. In this Kui Water World, the worship of the Sea God surpassed everything. Even as the Dragon Emperor, his heart was filled with fanaticism. He firmly believed that the Sea God was the most powerful existence in the entire Kui Water World, and no one could defeat him.