Volume One, Chapter 43: An Yang Appeals for Justice, the Crown Prince Issues a Decree!

Qin Feng was slightly startled.

Looking toward the direction outside the estate, he turned his head and asked, "General Meng, what is going on here?"

Meng Jun shook his head, indicating that he was not quite sure either.

Clearly, the citizens within the city had just been placated, and they had been explicitly told that the Crown Prince had arrived, the rebels had been purged, and no one would oppress them. Why were they still crying out for grievance?

The so-called Gate of Nine Netherworlds refers to the gateway leading to the realm of the Nine Netherworlds. Speaking of which, the Nine Netherworlds has some connection to the City of Sin, because the Nine Netherworlds are hell, and hell is the Nine Netherworlds.

Seeing that Xu Lingfeng intended to make an example of Qu Xiaoxiao and Shi Hanyu to terrify the entertainment industry, the staff members silently lit a candle in their hearts for the two of them.

Gradually, her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and by the time she reacted, she had already collapsed onto the ground.

Zhang Xueru’s manager hesitated and was reluctant to leave. He still wanted to say something, but suddenly caught sight of Ouyang Xun’s stern and fierce gaze.

They saw the Fire Lion avatar make its move, instantly unleashing the most powerful spell, the Nine-Revolution Fierce Battle, while the Dragon-Slaying Saber exuded a towering aura of battle.

To the Purple Gold Divine Dragon's surprise, the past month or so had been exceptionally peaceful. There was no siege by other city lords as he had anticipated, nor was there the tragic end of triggering divine retribution. It seemed as though everything was simply passing by just as it had in the past.

Inside the underground command post of the Japanese forces in Taiwan, things were a complete mess and in utter chaos; their previous command post had already been bombed flat.

Today is the opening ceremony, and every year the school holds a dance for it. Everyone attends in formal attire. There is a dance in the morning and classes in the afternoon.

However, just as they charged into the clouds, the clouds began to gradually disperse. High up in the air, against the blue sky, amid those malevolent clouds, the true outcome of the magical duel was revealed.

The two men handed over their respective business cards, and only then did Mu Yun learn their identities—a manga artist and an actor-cum-individual merchant—so he also introduced himself.

"... Of course, this was merely Zhang Liang's notion of projecting his own thoughts onto others. In reality, Zhang Liang's thinking was altogether a bit too idealistic."

Originally, I thought that although I was a bit chubby and a bit ugly, as long as I didn't make a fool of myself despite my looks, surely no one would deliberately make things difficult for me. But I was wrong, and the turning point of everything happened at the class New Year's Eve party during my freshman year.

Bald Xue pulled open the burlap sack, revealing a fast-asleep, breathtakingly beautiful face. It was none other than Azusa Nakano.

"Are you sure? The real estate bureau is closed today being Sunday. How about we go transfer the title tomorrow? But I heard that the owner of this villa is your eldest brother. Will your eldest brother really agree to transfer a villa worth tens of millions to me?" Chen Feiran asked quietly.

An hour ago? Jialan stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, waved his hand at the people behind him, and flashed into the rockery forest in the backyard of the Huayue Pavilion. After weaving through several turns, he entered the boundless and mighty underground passageway of the Moon God Palace. A quarter of an hour later, he appeared at the Moon God Palace's headquarters located in the Prime Minister's estate.

"Is that not allowed?" Zheng Qizhi asked, tilting his head and blinking as he looked at the Marquis of Chu. Zheng Qizhi could well be considered the common enemy of these court ministers. Back then, in order to gain military merit, he had slaughtered the innocent, plunging the people of Dongyi into an abyss of suffering and causing everyone who heard of it to shed tears. Naturally, these veteran officials stood on the side of heavenly righteousness and moral justice to condemn Zheng Qizhi on behalf of the heavens.

"Yes!" Jue Tu replied in acknowledgment. He glanced once more at Bao Rang, whose prisoner cart was already very close by—fearing he might have heard every single word they said and discussed. He held his head high like a proud rooster, unwilling to lower that head no matter what happened.

"Could it be that he was wrong?" Tantai Jin's voice was as sharp as a blade, and his gaze even colder, devoid of the slightest emotion. In Xiahou Fei's eyes, her heart ached inexplicably.