Volume One, Chapter 78: The Prince of Loyalty Driven to Desperation

Huang Jiu, following Qin Bao’s orders without hesitation, gave a decisive command: “Kill!” The black-clad guard escorting Lu Mao raised his blade and brought it down in a single stroke, executing Lu Mao.

Blood spurted forth as Lu Mao’s head tumbled to the ground. The headless corpse collapsed, gurgling as blood pooled around it.

The grisly scene made the Prince of Loyalty’s pupils constrict, a chill gripping his heart. Qin Bao’s intent to kill was immense! Now, she couldn’t help but feel a trace of fear—fortunately, Shu Hua had been vigilant back then and hadn’t let her younger siblings eat those chickens. If she’d been careless for even a moment... Aunt Yun Qi shuddered at the thought.

The bus was now stopped on the road. Not far ahead loomed a massive tunnel. Its dark entrance resembled a passage straight to hell—once you went in, you might never return.

Indeed, in the original tale, Huo Yuhao’s infamous Mingdu explosion was in fact the bombing of the Sun-Moon Empire’s imperial city. No wonder Xu Tiannan was so furious; any emperor would have investigated relentlessly if such an incident occurred right under his nose, seeking responsibility to the bitter end.

Over two hundred bandits hid in the nearby woods. Although Qin Xu had taught them many military skills, they were still far from reaching the level of true soldiers.

Chen Xuan, however, had grievances he could not voice. Insufficient troops forced his navy to fight on land, and the tax guard’s firearms—rendered nearly useless by the heavy rain—coupled with poor logistics, delayed the campaign even further.

Yun Shuhua and An Daya, separated from Rong Yi by a bamboo screen, exchanged a few more words. It was mostly An Daya chattering away, with Rong Yi occasionally offering a reply.

The boy before her, though simply dressed, was so delicate and fair that his natural nobility could not be concealed. He didn’t look like a child from a poor family. By instinct, Yun Shuhua did not consider him to be one of the kidnappers.

This was a dagger. At first, he used it to slowly consume Old Du’s flesh, surviving the freezing hell by feeding on it.

Your father, who was Cliff’s disciple, has only just reached the fourth realm—the Life and Death Realm—and is already facing a bottleneck, needing to seclude himself for further enlightenment?

After sensing the changes in their bodies, Xiao Lu and Guo Jie were both filled with joy.

“Yes, thank you, sir, for giving me this opportunity.” Nong Fu stepped forward and recounted the events in detail, neither embellishing nor fabricating anything.

Then Xie Lu went to handle the river shrimp, while Mu Shiyu poured some spirit spring water into the stream to keep them from escaping before they were cooked.

“That thing must be important—important enough for the Jiang clan to resolve things internally,” Xiao Yunjing remarked lightly, glancing at Rong Qingqing before lowering his eyes and continuing, “I need to buy some fabric.” With that, he actually began picking out cloth. After settling on a color, Chu Yu immediately purchased it and handed it to Zhao Nanyu.

Chu Qingyan hurriedly wiped her tears away, but upon seeing Luo Tianque’s gentle face, she could not control herself and tears streamed down once more.

“Bear with it for now. As soon as he leaves, we’ll rescue the person at once,” Feng Jingyu said, glancing up at Jun Luoyuan.

“Nonsense. Moonlight is so gentle, sunlight so harsh—how could they be the same thing? I really don’t know what’s in your head,” Miss rolled her eyes, clearly not believing a word of it.

The ending needs no further explanation. With a final effort, Loushan tore open the connection between the monster’s two hands. The enormous hands twitched a few times, then fell still.

In the past, Shen Wan’er had insisted he devote himself to her alone, refusing to marry otherwise. Why was such resolve now gone?

Just as Lu Qi was about to leave, a sound from outside the drainage outlet made him stop in his tracks.