Chapter 46: The Dowager Grants Wine

Helping Pei’er back to the Exquisite Pavilion, Song Qiao carefully examined her from head to toe. Her body was covered with bruises and marks from tight bindings, clearly showing the cruelty of those who had tied her up.

“I’m sorry, I’ve brought trouble upon you,” Song Qiao said weakly, on the verge of tears.

Pei’er, however, knelt down in panic. “Mistress, you are far too kind to say that. It is I who—”

When they entered Vermilion Bird Peak, he had seen several people clutching their legs and wailing at the foot of the mountain. They must have been injured and fallen there.

Having glimpsed a corner of the chessboard, he took advantage of the absence of the traitorous Gong to enter the secret chamber and call for Fang Zisheng. Regardless of whether the connection went through, he kept trying until it did. Just as the array was activated, Xiuyue’s image appeared.

Seeing Wang Chen casually choose a knife, the secretive figure from the Carving Dove Division couldn’t help but want to laugh. If he couldn’t even pick a knife properly, it only strengthened his conviction that Wang Chen couldn’t possibly defeat him.

Unfortunately, just as Chu’s power reached its peak, the army that had once been defeated beneath Xuanzhou City had grown even stronger, establishing the Wu Kingdom, which was far mightier than Chu.

Tuoba Xue was momentarily at a loss for words to answer her brother Tuoba Jie, for his question was quite reasonable. Back when Helian Jinyan effortlessly stole the Mandarin Duck Copper Lock, he did not take it; so why now, at this moment, risk everything to snatch it from Tianzhu Mountain?

Tang Feng also inquired about the surrounding fruit stalls and learned that business was poor. After a year of hard work, subtracting rent and taxes, they barely broke even.

King Zuo Xian arrived with Tiefurong outside the side chamber. Looking up, he saw many experts from the Wang residence waiting there. As soon as they saw King Zuo Xian emerge, they all stepped forward to salute him. With a wave, the king signaled them to rise.

Startled, sweating coldly, he immediately drove the Starpin far away from the scene, heading toward the first planet near Lengyang. After ten years of seclusion, he activated the teleportation; a flash of white light returned him to Silver Smoke Jade Spring. Without a star map, he had to rely on official teleportation, entering the chaotic city for the third time.

The waiter led Wang Chen to the zero-number private room. The room was spacious enough to hold three tables without feeling crowded.

“You’re a weapon, yet so picky, huh? Since you have a spirit, then pick your own master! Let me see what you can do!” Gousheng said with a face full of grievance, staring at the Fangtian Halberd.

“No, you can’t sit like this. You need to sit apart, with people on both sides,” he said. Then, perhaps feeling it wasn’t clear enough, he added, “This spot in front of the table is for the host. You two should sit on either side of the host to facilitate conversation.”

The most obvious things are often the hardest to find. Isn’t there a saying: “After wandering far and wide, nothing is found; yet what is sought comes effortlessly”?

“Have you undergone spaceflight training?” Dr. German asked bluntly as he just got out of the vehicle.

“Interesting. I didn’t expect you to master the first-level imperial fourth-stage elementary martial technique. No wonder you are so calm.”

Soon after, even Jiao Jie and his group of six, who were still some distance away, were struck by the flying sand, letting out terrifying screams.

The spectators were somewhat displeased. They had come to watch the battle, yet now they were expected to wait ten dull days—how tedious!

“Thank you, forensic doctor Tang Long. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known what would happen next. No wonder he insisted on borrowing my coat—it turns out he harbored ill intentions toward me,” Chen Tuo also began to express gratitude to Tang Long. Without his findings, the cause of the victim’s death would have remained a mystery.

At this thought, Wang Yuetian’s heart trembled. Not long after, he involuntarily glanced toward the direction where Wu Ma Yang and his party were about to appear.

Yang Zhentian never imagined that Lou, whom he had always admired, could design a scheme to lure and kill disciples of the sect for the sake of his beloved son! Such actions were completely contrary to the long-held teachings of the sect leader, who had always advocated for total dedication and sacrifice for the sect.