Chapter 37: Hey, hey, hey

Regardless of the Wind River Pact, she was determined to make Feng Wuqing—a man who was as much a treasure trove as he was a walking explosive—her own private possession.

At this moment, everyone was glued to the news coverage of this event. Every major television station was broadcasting it, with the exception of the NUP station, of course; if you were to air any other program, you would be guaranteed zero viewers.

Yan Niang let out a soft, delicate huff as she watched Fuyunzi depart, paying him no further mind. She turned her gaze toward the east, a touch of bewilderment clouding her eyes.

Upon arriving at the village committee office, I exchanged greetings with the other staff members before leading Yang Haifeng into my uncle’s office. Come to think of it, this was all thanks to my uncle; he argued that since our village had grown so large and prosperous, the leadership team needed to be fully staffed.

"So, you mean this piece of Green Sky Crystal is actually quite valuable now?" Bai Cangdong’s eyes brightened.

In reality, the reasons why there had never been a confirmed report of the Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum being looted or breached since ancient times were varied and complex. It was by no means a simple matter, but one could not deny that there was some truth to Qin Yibai’s words.

The two of them flipped over and landed one after the other, charging straight into the abandoned grassy field beside the dirt road. Without a word, they engaged in battle.

If a fleet of large warships were to truly appear in Ice Bead Harbor, wouldn’t that mean the Ice River Kingdom had been invaded?

Watching my former teacher uncle transform into such an eccentric businessman was something Wang Yong found genuinely difficult to get used to. Yet, seeing how content and self-satisfied he was, I couldn’t help but feel happy for him.

Li Qin returned home shortly after. Surprised and delighted to find Shen Jie there, she immediately seized control of the situation from Meng Huo.

Though An Baichen appeared carefree, he was actually quite looking forward to making contact and exchanging ideas with the necromancers of this world.

He twitched his ears and suddenly realized that the cry he heard came from Liu Mei, who was five miles away. At that moment, he could even hear the beating of her heart.

I sniffled, a stinging sensation rising in my nose. As I blinked, tears fell like beads from a broken string. Chang Ji, unable to bear the sight, cupped my face and gently wiped the tears from my cheeks. I clasped his hand, looking at him through my misty, tear-filled eyes. He smiled faintly and kissed my forehead.

***

I could only watch as they entered, one by one, with nervous expressions, only to see them leap back out shortly after, cheering with joy.

However, just as Zhang Li reached the cave entrance and prepared to step inside, a curtain of light suddenly materialized, blocking his path.

Linyuan performed a sudden draw-strike, pulling his katana from its silk wrapping, and retreated to the inner wall of the fortress.

It was likely the same issue as her losing her temper with him just now—he hadn’t listened to her and hadn't been helping the Yang family wholeheartedly.

"Fine. As long as you hand over the person I want, I will restore peace to the Dimensional Realm," Elder Jin declared, showing no fear.

Akuno’s death triggered a chain reaction. To put it bluntly, the Dragon Clan, as the pinnacle existence on the Ishgar continent, possessed its own inherent pride.

This battle was destined to alarm many living beings, yet not a single one dared to step forward to watch. Amidst the rolling thunder, only a pitch-black mantis, holding its scythe high, stood to defy the will of the heavens.

Only when my younger brother couldn’t stand it anymore would my mother buy some cheap spinach or green beans for us to eat.

I felt nothing, as if I had just experienced another nightmare not worth remembering, until a streak of crimson floated up from the water. It looked like a drop of blood dripping onto my heart, signaling that everything had already been settled.

Rising from humble origins to become a noble marquis was, for the Yan Kingdom—where the hereditary aristocracy held the primary power—like a stone cast into a pool, stirring up a thousand ripples. The conservative nobles would certainly never stand for it.

After entering the palace to pay my respects to the elders and present gifts, the Empress intended to keep us for a chat, but Consort Shu hurriedly mentioned my pregnancy and summoned an imperial physician to check my pulse.

Having not slept well the night before, the high-intensity training of the past few days had left her physically drained. The various looks cast at her and Chang Yi by others made her feel incredibly uneasy. If this continued, she feared a repeat of what happened last time.

The two of them were extremely nervous as they watched their eldest brother, terrified that he might exclude their family from the matter.

***

That kind of bizarre giant bird, the Flame Demon, the troll—plus that fire-breathing worm... it seemed that no matter what shocking methods the enemy brought out, it wouldn't be a surprise.

I spoke with such conviction, as if I had witnessed it all with my own eyes, yet my gaze was fixed on the distant fireworks. The little dots of light blooming in the night sky gave me a sense of profound peace.

By three-thirty, the flyers were mostly handed out. We returned to the shopping mall to split the money.

"Beep, beep, beep" sounded for a long while before the call was answered. A slightly aloof male voice came through the line.

The Red Flood Dragon Sword in his hand was said to have been forged from the spine of the flood dragon that once wreaked havoc in those days. It radiated an aura of supreme killing intent, and when combined with his peerless swordsmanship, it was enough to topple all the young powerhouses of China.

"Commander, do not act rashly! This is a trick by the Communist forces; their goal is to enrage you and provoke a bad judgment!" his chief of staff hurriedly advised. A commander must not lose his temper easily, or else disaster would follow.

Now that the fire-attribute spirit blood required for the mission was within reach, it wouldn’t be long before it was fully completed.

"Although we don’t know your true inner thoughts, I still advise you: before you go to the Western Heaven, you should find your biological parents. It will bring closure to this earthly tie," Zhu Gang said.

Standing behind the big boss Jiamo, one of the twenty-some black-and-white muscular men spoke up, giving a high evaluation of the punch landed by the big boss Sidi, believing that Chen Hao would certainly die from that blow.

"Brother Norman, I recall someone else giving you a gift before, don't I?" Tony couldn't help but interject.

"What a bunch of useless idiots! You can’t even beat these people? Immediately mobilize a battalion, bring the cannons and tanks! I’ll go meet them myself and see just how formidable they really are!" the garrison commander ordered his subordinates, acting all high and mighty.