Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Abducted Mute Child

The woman known as Sleeve Maiden wore her hair in a high bun and was dressed in a deep crimson ru skirt, bearing the air of a young matron. She was the overseer of the cabinet musicians at the Exquisite Pavilion. Her most prized musician, Xu Qingquan, now appeared with disheveled hair and clothing, completely devoid of her usual grace. In such a state of disgrace, how could she ever take the stage to perform for the honored guests again?

Lu Te felt not a shred of pain, yet on his real-time combat interface, damage numbers cascaded down like a waterfall. One figure was merely a single digit, while another soared as high as twenty-some points; this suggested at least two distinct types of damage-over-time effects were at work.

On the rooftops lining the street, light machine guns were mounted, their dark, hollow muzzles trained entirely upon the Japanese soldiers below.

They were walking along perfectly fine when Yan Rou suddenly turned and left. Xiao Siming, confused, followed her into her room and asked what was wrong.

"Do you think your boss is that stupid? They are praying that no one finds out!" the man suddenly shot me a cold look.

Upon hearing this, General Wei’s expression shifted dramatically. He had never heard of such a strategy; historically, one only ever sought to cease hostilities and sue for peace. He had never encountered someone like this, who actually demanded that the enemy send more troops.

And the ironic part was that his eye for talent remained as sharp as ever. The magician truly did not disappoint him—he remained silent for a long time, only to stun everyone once he finally acted.

Xu Mo’s eyes flickered. Though the difficulty of this mission was unknown, the rewards were even more generous than the B-rank mission to kill Nilna. It was clear that, by the system's calculations, this task would only prove more arduous than that B-rank mission.

At the call, save for a few children and those occupied with other duties, hundreds of Hill Elves quickly mounted their terrestrial dragons and set off toward the road leading to Eagle Pool City.

Surrounding the beehive was a sea of flowers, and further out, endless mountain ranges encircled the area, forming a valley.

Leaping from the ark into the void was incredibly dangerous, but the two dared not disobey orders, lest they be executed.

Lin Ruofan, Professor Zheng, and Lightning all let out long sighs of relief. It seemed that with the support of a master like Louis, the good days of Lady Im were coming to an end.

First of all, she was currently pregnant; traveling to the United States to give birth by her own strength alone was likely impossible.

The "bared fangs and brandished claws" of the severed heads surged madly into the village, whipping up gusts of sinister wind and truly causing sand to swirl and stones to fly.

After all, having relied on Lan Wenxiang to sustain him with divine stones while staying in the Imperial Palace, Lin Yi felt a bit guilty. Furthermore, the divine stones were becoming increasingly ineffective at boosting his divine power.

Her subordinates were all of the demon race, and leaving the children here was truly not a good idea. After all, if these fellows were to lose control of their demonic nature, they might very well commit acts like those of the wolf demon.

She knew that Zuo Yueyue had always looked out for her, and she feared that she might end up arguing with Su Jiusi, creating an unnecessary scandal.

But at this moment, Lady Im seemed to harbor no nostalgia for this place. She felt she could no longer continue living in this town.

"Actually... not all companies require overtime, especially voluntary overtime," Xiang Xue said with a dry laugh.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fengcao didn't even look his way. With a casual motion, he grabbed Yang Rui's arm and, with a light, indifferent tug, sent Yang Rui stumbling behind him against his own volition.

Meng Yang’s mouth twitched upon hearing this. The crab dance? Could it be that silly dance move they used as a punishment when they were five years old? He couldn't be serious; the Seventh Brother must truly be desperate.

The crowd shifted their gaze to Luoyun, unable to help but grumble inwardly: The Emperor’s doting on his sister truly had no bottom line.

Since Dongfang Yu had no opportunity to ask Wu Shiqi, she would ask instead. She also wanted to know why exactly Wu Shiqi would betray his master, Dongfang Yu, in such a manner.