Chapter 104: The Journey to Anqing Prefecture

"Going against the grain..."

Ning Hongwu was slightly taken aback by Liu Shen's suggestion of "going against the grain." He pondered it carefully, his prematurely aged face twisting into a knot of deep thought. Having clawed his way up from a street performer to his current position, he was no fool; he understood the difficulty of seeking a powerful patron. Why would Commander Zhou, a man of such high standing, bother to help a mere underworld gang? Money? Although Lingnan Circuit was not poor overall...

Luo Fei’s appreciation for men was categorized into different levels based on age, financial status, and appearance.

Nan Xun felt that Yu Qing’s ability to humble himself and recruit talent, overlooking past grievances, was clearly extraordinary. At this moment, he finally sensed that Yu Qing was different, and coupled with the execution ability of someone like Liao Di, he was destined for greatness.

Hearing this, Tang Hongfei spread his hands in a gesture of helplessness, then patted his chest with his right hand to show he was scared.

With a wave of the living tree in the corpse demon's hand, a loud crash echoed as the blacksmith shop, doors tightly shut, crumbled into a pile of rubble amidst the swirling dust.

On this day, as Yu Qing returned from Qing Academy, he saw Qiu Yong running toward him in a hurry. As Liao Shishan’s personal guard, he rarely left his master's side.

Just as she recited it for the tenth time, she felt the sculpture beneath her hand tremble slightly. She quickly withdrew her hand and retreated far away.

Thinking of this, Chen Fu could only sigh inwardly. There was no other way; he had to keep waiting. Once there was a resolution to the conflict in Jingzhou, the stalemate here would surely break as well.

It was mid-summer in August. Even in the early morning, the heat was enough to soak one’s clothes in sweat. The cicadas, seemingly more afraid of the heat than anyone, chirped incessantly, their noise unsettling and maddening.

Looking at the wound on my left arm, blood was still seeping out. I walked back to the car, rummaged through it, and found a box of tissues. Then, I walked back to the dam and wiped my arm. The gash was over ten centimeters long. I touched it lightly with my fingers to gauge the depth; it was about one centimeter deep.

Liu Chunhua was very attentive to Yu Kai along the way, constantly straightening his collar and smiling in a flattering, timid manner. With her red, swollen eyes, she actually looked quite pitiful.

He clenched his palm, and a sword hum resonated in the air. Lowering his head to examine the slender, fiery sword-bone in his hand, a flash of joy appeared in his eyes. The hilt was engraved with the words "Yanhong," which suited it perfectly.

When it comes down to it, humans are just organisms. The primary directive of any organism is survival; compared to survival, gentlemanly conduct is nothing but nonsense.

She kept her eyes tightly shut. If Ye Feng died, she would not survive either. She waited for fate to take its course, having no other choice. To her great surprise, however, the expected death did not arrive. It felt as if a long time had passed.

The maid in blue moved her hands nimbly across Yun Zijin's head, and the beautiful, smooth silver hair obediently transformed into various styles under her touch.

"Sister Muqiu—no, we are fellow disciples now. I am very happy, and you can come to me if you need anything in the future," Ziqiu Yue said to Muqiu joyfully, a bright, hearty smile on her face.

Should I tell him this guy is strange? That would make me look smart and prevent Bao Biao from suspecting me. But after thinking about it, Li Yanyang decided against it. It was better to act inexperienced and pretend not to notice, otherwise, I might end up burying my teammates.

"Yes, almost all your trusted subordinates have become mine. Otherwise, how could you have been deceived so easily? Come to think of it, it is your own incompetence that led to today's situation." It was over; this was the only thought in Prince Pingjun's mind, yet he could not stop himself from blurting out these words.

Xu Taichong laughed aloud, and the soul-path immortal energy on his body surged into the [Soul-Absorbing] mirror like a rushing river.

A prime minister from another country had been serving in their government for seven or eight years in a plum position, yet they did not even know Li Gangqing was a foreign official.