Chapter 63: Han Xin's Astonishment, People of Later Generations?

Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Liu Ying felt a surge of joy.

What did he need most right now? Or rather, what was it that his imperial father and the Marquis of Liu wanted to know above all else?

It was the future of Zhang Ao.

Only by figuring out whether the man was truly a loyal subject could they properly deliberate on how to deal with Zhang Ao next.

Otherwise, once Zhang Ao was brought back to the capital, should he be punished or treated as an honored guest? Or something else entirely?

Just at this moment, Lu Xuan spoke slowly, his voice calm.

Actually, while Lin Cong was honest to a fault, he was hardly a fool. In the very beginning, when Lin Yanwu told him not to expose their relationship, he had already grown suspicious. Inside the carriage, after Shen Hui recounted the past story between Lin Yanwu and Wang Ge, the doubts in his mind only deepened.

"You're celebrating far too early; the people from our Misty-Tail Village have arrived as well," shouted the burly, bald-browed leader from another direction.

Yet, upon second thought, since these people were enemies of the Celestial Demon Clan residing in the Guiyu District, they had nothing to do with Han Qinglong. That being the case, he saw no reason to show mercy.

From the black sphere, a first flash of fire emerged, followed by a second and a third. Finally, the entire sphere transformed into a gigantic fireball, burning fiercely in the sky.

Today, all the high-ranking executives of Fefan Entertainment had gathered here. Fefan Entertainment now possessed a massive scale, standing proudly as one of the top corporate giants in the world.

"If every time you see me you merely wish to utter such nonsense, then I am sorry, but I do not have the time to keep you company," Southwest said coldly.

At that moment, Angel and Nangong Kexin also concluded their battles one after the other, standing in place with slightly pale and delicate faces, taking a moment to recover their strength.

Li Xiuyuan glanced at the itinerary that had been finalized long ago, and then sought out a place to satisfy his hunger. Having been in the imperial capital for so many days, he had constantly thought of tasting the famous imperial capital roast duck, yet had never managed to spare the time.

Having obtained Xuzi's promise, Wang Ge felt a certain degree of reassurance. After all, whatever secrets Shen Hui was hiding should not cause him any fatal harm. As long as Shen Hui was willing to face everything, explain the whole story from beginning to end to Wang Ge, and sincerely apologize, Wang Ge would not mind forgiving her.

Yu Wushuang gazed at him coldly. Yet, less than half a meter away from him, she suddenly came to a halt. Then, a strange smile curved upon her lips. With a flicker of her body, she unexpectedly transformed into Ouyang Xiao.

When Wang Biao regained consciousness once more, he and Vidorit had already appeared outside the Dark Divine Realm. A gigantic plane lingered in the void, the entire realm shrouded in wisps of dark, murky aura.

The other primary gods likewise halted their actions one by one, their expressions shifting drastically. Some intended to force their way inside to stop it, but they were kept firmly at bay by the Archangels of the Angelic Clan.

When Xu Zhe returned to Blackstone Academy, he learned that within the span of a single day, Zhou Yingying and Zhao Xin had successfully entered the top hundred prestigious rankings, claiming the eighty-third and seventy-sixth positions respectively.

"I saw lipstick stains on the collar of his shirt, and moreover, there was a very strong scent of perfume on his clothes," Chen Sheng said, curling her lips as if she were about to cry again.

As for Liu Hao himself, he was an Ancestral Witch. In his previous life, he had even attained the realm of a half-step Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, cultivating the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique to the Great Perfection of the seventh turn. He possessed a profound understanding of the Witch Clan's bloodline, and had once even sacrificed his own bloodline to reshape Houtu's.

His previous promise to Vidorit had merely been a means to rescue Will. Now that Vidorit had released Will, there was naturally no further need to abide by any vows.

Rising to his feet, turning around, his cane and whip-kick moved in unison. When the stone collided with Liao Yun's whip-kick, Liao Yun involuntarily staggered back several steps. Meanwhile, Liao Yun used his cane to protect his lower body, successfully parrying Xu Zhe's battle saber. In this assault, Xu Zhe had cunningly chosen Liao Yun's lower groin as his target of attack.

Once the white-robed man had finished counting the stakes, the youth wearing the wolf-head mask had already stepped onto the stage.