Chapter 78

“Yes, Your Highness!” Fukuyong bowed and turned to leave. Just before exiting the hall, he cast a deep look at Su Yuheng, then departed.

Tang Tian frowned slightly. This fat pig of a man really did look like a pig, but it turned out he had some brains after all. He knew how to dodge the trivial and hit the crux of the matter directly.

Rumors would soon spread about the Lady of Yun Marquess being pregnant and still pursuing him to the battlefield, showing how tightly she watched over him. After today’s words, people would surely say that Yun Marquess feared his wife.

A single sword to annihilate the heavens—this sword embodied the ultimate essence of swordsmanship, a breathtaking strike that left Qiao Nan with no chance to live.

Sensing the wild, cursed power, Qiao Nan’s heart suddenly trembled. It struck within his sea of consciousness; if it exploded, even if he survived, his soul would suffer immense trauma.

Hearing Tang Tian’s words, Ma Feifei and Zhao Li both looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

At this moment, Qianmian leaned close to her, eyes fixed on her, a wicked smirk curling at the corner of his beautiful lips. He seemed eager to push her down and have his way with her right then and there.

Bai Xiaolong’s calmness stemmed from his confidence. With bodyguards on both sides of his house and a handgun at his bedside, he never took Li Xiaoyao’s imposing presence seriously.

It was said that many factions sent disciples to investigate this incident, determined to bring the murderer to justice.

Inside, his meridians expanded again and again; with each skill unleashed, they contracted, then swelled anew, then contracted again—endlessly in cycles, ceaseless and relentless.

Su Mu spoke of these matters; naturally, Zhuque wouldn’t let it slip by, and gave her sister a thorough account.

Most importantly, a health brand recognized by a provincial institution held immense strategic value in the market; it was not far from becoming a nationally certified brand.

Such sincerity made Qi Xuance feel as if he were not only the lord of Pingjiang Lane, but also an old friend of many years.

Yet Zhang Tianyi kept this thought to himself. No matter how careless Cao Xianye seemed, he surely understood this principle. Since he hadn’t mentioned it, there must be a reason.

But Xingye knew that the monkey was too old to act anymore. Let others take the stage; he, an old man, would not join the commotion.

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“Then, may the heir promise me one request!” Liao Daheng, his beard bristling, acted shamelessly; he wouldn't rise until he received an answer.

With two clear chimes, as the flying knives were drawn into the golden glow of the Treasure Heaven Bell, Yang Shao darted away like a phantom. Midway, he flicked his hand, casting a jade-green net straight toward Yuan Xundao.

He changed out of the suit he wore for the exhibition and into casual clothes. Li Xiang led the two onto Li Jialun’s business car, heading straight for Suhe.

The old man stood nearby, hands behind his back, gazing at the sky. Just as he was about to speak, a sudden car horn sounded outside the courtyard wall.

The aura-wrapped spear tip flickered with sharp cold light, and Luo Cheng had gathered all his inner energy into his right arm, which now appeared strangely robust.

Laughter abruptly ceased, replaced by a scream. He desperately pulled the dagger from his leg, ignoring everything else.

Gu Cheng insisted this approach was correct: a well-optimized online game should occupy as much hard drive space as possible, reducing reliance on memory and internet speed. If something could be cached in memory, avoid real-time GPU calculations.

Gu Cheng would certainly not accept it, especially given his current hostile relationship with Yahoo Fusang’s boss, Sun Zhengyi.

He had finished explaining everything to Durotan; all that remained was to stage a dramatic leap off a cliff in front of Grommash and the others.

After sitting quietly for a while, Jia Wei rose and headed to the council chamber. Most topics had been discussed, but a few remained. One was concluded yesterday; today would bring new matters.

Gaofeng’s chance of error in reasoning was nearly zero; the jewelry box and its contents were proof enough.

I won’t play the pity card—web novel writers surely have more experience competing for misery in Huaxia, and I admit I’m not the worst.

At dusk, Jia Wei ended the council meeting and went to the Princess Guardian’s residence. Both her residence and the Duke of Rong’s were in the western city, so he brought Qingwen home along the way.

Watching the light in the old man's eyes fade, Feng Ling stepped forward and drew out the Fire-tipped Spear. Instantly, a strange flame ignited around the wound in his chest.

“So that’s it. Was Sister Yun also taken by him?” Changqing nodded, frowning.

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The judge in green robes lifted Lou Wu from the ground, finding him merely fainted and unharmed, then declared Yi Xuan the winner.

Yi Xuan swallowed all the wine, opened his eyes, and realized he’d drunk the green cup, yet his stomach felt no discomfort.

Lu Chen paid no mind to the murderous old man behind him, silently observing the immense Buddha statue in the distance.

Meanwhile, in He Shutou’s villa, after the initial shock and fear, He Shutou gradually regained his composure.

“This old man is frail and cannot bear the commotion. Now that things are clear, please, everyone, return home and let him rest, to speak with his grandson,” the elder said, glancing at the pair, his eyes tinged with sadness.

“Brother Mapu, you’ve survived a beast tide and have experience! Why not arrange the strategy?” Yi Xuan assigned the task of deployment.

Thus, the matter naturally spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred, as those who thought themselves privy to the truth passed it on.

A gigantic white jade Avalokitesvara statue emerged from the ground in a whirlwind, its wall-sized palm slapping toward the head of Fire Spirit Ding.

In the past, they always felt the waters of the capital ran deep, and avoided entanglements, doing business elsewhere.

“Yes, you took my spoils of war. Shouldn’t you give me an explanation?” Li Tiankun knew offending Shijiu would bring trouble, but he was not one to swallow losses quietly.

As they chatted merrily about expanding the Su family’s industries, Liu Yanrou, hearing this, frowned, lifted the carriage curtain, and peered out, her eyes revealing barely concealed annoyance.