Chapter Thirty
Regardless of how Hungary might react, Chen Hanlin finally breathed a sigh of relief. The navy’s performance of late had been too formidable. Chen Jia, that fellow who shared his surname, was truly ruthless; the war reports kept arriving one after another, leaving Chen Hanlin under immense pressure.
"Rest assured, I will naturally treat you well," Xi Yi said, stroking the other’s beautiful hair. He had moved step by step, and now was the time to bring things to a close.
He was absolutely certain that if he hadn't fled just moments ago, Yan Qi would likely have sent him to meet Gu Bei, just so they could be "buddies" together in the afterlife.
Kakasili, however, revealed a faint smile. He bowed elegantly to Han Feng and said, "Respected warrior, leave the rest to us. Even if it means death, I must be with my beloved!" With that, he spread his wings to take flight into the high sky.
"The Sacred Life Stone? We all call it the Sacred Stone of Light. Angela gave it to me, that’s correct. Do you have some insight into it?" Han Feng asked in return, looking perplexed.
The Liu clansmen waited in the manor for several days, full of hope, but the final result was merely Ma Xiuying bestowing them with some gold and silver, and dispatching men to accompany them back to move the cenotaph of the late philanthropist Liu and his wife to the ancestral graves.
Seeing that Xia Huanhuan wasn't asking about him, She Lengyan, standing to the side, felt a twinge of jealousy and stepped forward to speak. Hearing this, Xia Huanhuan looked toward the distance, momentarily stunned; the maid nearby had been beaten until she was a bloody mess, yet Wenren Jing stood by without moving an inch.
"That place is barren, where not a blade of grass grows. No need to guess—the scientific experiments of that era were conducted there. And they were radioactive experiments at that." Lu Sen stared at the elder's one good eye.
He sat down on the ground, exhausted. "Phew, it’s truly strange. How could it not be in this place?" He looked at Chen Qingyan, only to see her eyes still tightly shut, ignoring him completely.
It must be said that this was a very rude proposal, especially given the total lack of trust between the two parties.
Hearing the bed creaking incessantly with their movements, Han Yan felt like she wanted to die.
The month or so he spent in Yanjing had been suffocating, especially with the incident involving Zhou Ruomin in the middle; he had barely managed to restrain himself.
"Dajun, try this coffee; it’s a drink for foreigners," Wang Ying said. The atmosphere on the scene eased briefly, perhaps because everyone was still digesting the scene that had just unfolded.
It turned out that Huangfu Changming had been at a disadvantage just now only to build up for such a powerful strike. This strike was his trump card, known as the "Silver Moon Slash," a high-grade Profound-level martial skill.
"Are you sure you don’t want a reward of equal value to the Light of Eradication, but instead choose this?" Kai asked with a smile.
"I’m not up to any mischief. It’s just that since we agreed on it during our medical session last time, I want to eat you." Qin Tang’s hand caressed Han Yan’s back, while the other had already slipped under the hem of her clothes.
That ball of electric filaments suddenly seemed injected with a soul, shaking its head and wagging its tail as it stretched out, flying straight toward Fang Hao, who caught it in his palm.
"These people..." Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but speak up, only to be met with a fierce glare from Rose, which caused her to swallow the rest of her words in terror.
It wasn't that he was arrogant enough to think he had found a suitable opponent, but rather that he had spotted a flaw in the commander's footwork. An impeccable shield-warrior was quite terrifying, but someone with exploitable gaps was not worth worrying about.
"This Deep Blue Sea is mysterious and unpredictable. For thousands of years, people from the Celestial Realm have wanted to cross the sea to see the Demon Realm, but no one has ever made it to the other shore; they all perished in the water," Xing Tian, the wolf-headed man, said, looking at the Deep Blue Sea with a hint of fear.
Kuroko Tetsuya suddenly thought of Ayame. It couldn't be, could it? Surely Auntie Ayame wasn't actually here for a blind date? Hahaha, how could that be possible? He must be overthinking it.
As for the recent events concerning the Xie family, Xie Yun must have already known about them while in the Northern Territory. Those people would have reported to him the moment they found him, so he was not surprised, nor did he ask further questions; there was simply one thing she had to do.
But the price was also high—a little bit higher than the market rate. Such items were hard to find; their value would only rise, never fall. They had calculated that someone would surely be tempted. In terms of the price for this feather tube alone, the profit was made quite openly.
The Crown Prince didn't think much of it. His grudge with Prince Rong was merely a matter of differing stances regarding the succession—they were simply political rivals. Now that Prince Rong had no hope of a comeback, whether he left with dignity or in disgrace didn't matter anymore.
Although He Yibing was very shy on the show, had little presence, and was unable to liven up the atmosphere.
"Cough, cough, cough... You say it like that, how am I supposed to talk to you in front of Yu'er!" Red Dragon Long Qi said to True Dragon Yu'er, looking half-joking.
Now, she had to wash off the stench on her; it was simply too foul, nearly making her vomit up the previous night's meal. This damned Yun Xi—she had been cunning from the very first day.
After a while, Gokotai gathered the courage to grope his way forward slowly. Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound, as if something was coming from the opposite side.
Munakata, the one who hides his merits and fame, Reisi, looked at the remaining identification documents for the sword spirits in his drawer and let out a soft chuckle.
He had developed the tea plantation bit by bit, searching for spirit soil, purchasing spirit tea, modifying the feng shui, and constructing spirit buildings—he had put in quite a lot of effort.