Chapter 59

"You call me a stranger at every turn, truly casting our bond and affection to the winds?" Gao Yan said through clenched teeth, lowering his voice.

The room appeared ordinary enough, with nothing striking at first glance, yet upon closer inspection, strange and eerie formations were actually drawn across the floor.

Such changes were viewed with calm indifference by the common folk of the capital; everyone knew that the Grand Tutor's Mansion was now the true imperial court.

She could certainly leave behind a trustworthy wet nurse and a maidservant to oversee the farmstead, but it would be useless if they did not know how to farm.

The interior was fully furnished, with fruits and pastries placed upon the table, and two matrons attending inside.

Over the past few years, although he had worked without a complaint, he had never made any career progress—all because he lacked powerful connections.

What he knew was that Li Mingjue fancied that young woman, and being unable to win her heart, acted foolishly under the instigation of friends and violated her. Afterward, the girl became distraught and committed suicide. However, judging from the expressions of his wife and son, the matter seemed far more complicated than that.

He Xiaoya threw all caution to the wind. Initially keeping her voice low, she eventually let loose and raised the volume entirely.

Under normal circumstances, Sheng Mimi would certainly have noticed. At that moment, however, her mental state had collapsed and she was utterly exhausted, failing to perceive the danger entirely. It was only when the arrow reached right before her forehead that she reacted, but it was already too late to dodge.

Finally, this commotion startled Elder Qu. He walked over and caught sight of the birdcage in front of Ning Jiaoyue.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Dönitz has now been exceptionally promoted to colonel. Next, he will assume a more critical role within the Empire's submarine forces," Qin Tian said.

The master whom Pork Chop Jiu often mentioned was a wildly famous butcher in Yangzhou city, renowned throughout the region for his signature pork dishes and celebratory feasts.

"Bang! Bang!" The violent impacts echoed down the corridor. After a few strikes, they stepped closer to inspect, only to find that the control panel had merely been dented with a few shallow marks.

Liu Wanxing was in such agonizing despair that tears nearly welled up in his eyes. He shook his hat and looked at Military Advisor Ma with deep disappointment. Just then, he noticed a large chest not far behind the advisor's group quietly pop open, from which a giant emerged, clad in full armor and wielding a massive battle-axe, marching directly toward them.

If the previous one hundred swamp eels could be considered torpedoes, then these one hundred fish heads could undoubtedly be called underwater missiles. Once the banner unfurled, it immediately flushed countless water troops out of hiding.

Lei Yin stretched lazily. After an overnight sleep, nearly eight jin of high-proof liquor had completely dissipated in his body, as though he had never touched a drop of alcohol at all.

Gu Xing frowned upon hearing this once more. The other party's words were riddled with oddities, making them hard to decipher and impossible to glean any useful information from.

"Ambition knows no age, while the aimless live a century in vain." Zhang Baiyin stroked his chin, smiling unhurriedly, his face brimming with absolute confidence.

Dealing with these individuals, John directly dispatched over five thousand operatives from the Navy SEALs, Green Berets, and Army Rangers to carry out a unified eradication.

Accepting the bank card, she was just about to slide it into her purse when a sudden wave of nauseating revulsion churned in her chest. Unable to help herself, she stepped aside, clutching her stomach with a slightly pallid expression.

It was evident that Zhuo Changkong genuinely held Lu Ming in high regard. After all, a twenty-two-year-old at the peak of the Seventh Grade was a rare sight even within the Imperial City—especially one who cultivated both True Martial Arts and divine abilities simultaneously.

Ren Ming thought to himself: Your father just beat someone up, and now you, as the son, come here playing the cat crying over a dead mouse with fake compassion?

He sat there in silence, standing like an ancient tree that had weathered a thousand years, exuding an intangible, pervasive aura all around him.

Therefore, when Emperor Li Er decided to deposit his funds into Beitang Bank, everyone else wore expressions of utmost disappointment.

Rattling and spinning its bone club, it hurled the weapon forward, executing a bone boomerang technique that bore down straight upon the Honedge.

Seeing Zhang Feng enduring the pain and raising his spear, Ren Ming lunged forward to pull Dong Shuang back. No matter how fiercely the dog-like Dong Shuang bit and tore at his arm, Ren Ming clenched his teeth tightly without making a sound, refusing to beat or curse her, until Dong Shuang finally caught sight of the familiar yet faded age spots on the back of his hand, gradually loosened her bite, and snapped back to reality.

Though she was extremely reluctant to admit it, their affection spanning over a decade was most likely nothing more than her own wishful thinking.

Once his spiritual energy cultivation reached the Seventh Grade realm, Lu Ming's demands for spellcraft escalated accordingly; ordinary spells could no longer satisfy his requirements.

Just as Shen He was about to turn and leave so as not to disturb the two of them, she discovered that Shi Hen had just sliced her down with a single blade strike.

A crisp slap rang out, silencing half the street. The surrounding onlookers froze in shock once again.

Seeing that no one was willing to disperse, Jin Qian said helplessly, "Everyone, please go inside and take a seat. Lingyu will be performing a song for everyone in the hall shortly." With that, she cast a dissatisfied glance at Lingyu.

"You flatter me. Before Qingyi, I am merely showing off my clumsy skills before an expert," Shangguan Xichen said.

Though Guo Qingyun was usually careless, with the promptings of her maidservants, she finally understood the implications of all this.

"Heh, murdering the older brother who raised you just for some money—a person like you cannot be allowed to live!" The Buddhist monk let out a cold snort.

News continued to pour in, and just as he had anticipated, spies from the Eastern Depot were dispatched like flowing water. It seemed Supervisor Xu also attached great importance to this matter, intending to use this opportunity to trip up the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Madam Liu Tongzhi was struck with astonishment. When they had originally conceived this idea, she had discussed it with her husband, and he had praised it to the high heavens—why was he acting like this today?

Finally, we found it! We circled around to inspect the stone, noticing three indentations upon its surface that seemed to conceal some profound mystery.

Perhaps growing somewhat accustomed to the gloomy, eerie atmosphere of the graveyard mountain, on her way back she no longer felt quite as terrified, chatting intermittently and casually with Chu Liufei.

If she did not speak up soon, Jun Qianxi would undoubtedly leave countless bee-fang marks across her face until her spiritual consciousness was shattered into disarray.

Regarding her disbelief, Situ Jingliang felt quite wounded internally. He wanted to tell her that not all wealthy elite families were riddled with such backstabbing schemes, nor did every clan fight tooth and nail for the position of heir.

"In other words, the Marquis of Dangyin believes that Lord Run of Wei is indeed, as General Li Mu of Yanmen Commandery suspected, plotting to raid our heartland?" Marquis Wu of Han asked with a solemn expression.

For instance, NetEase portal, Tencent's instant messaging, and the internet giants like Alibaba and Sina that emerged successively in the following years.