Chapter 58: Two Sons, One in the Military and One at Tsinghua University

After everyone else had left, Fu Can bowed deeply three times toward the Heroes' Sepulcher before turning to look at Lin Fangyue.

"Hello, I am a Chamber of Commerce executive stationed on the Floating Island. May I ask who you are...?" The executive did not recognize Prince Polun, the persona currently assumed by Ding Huo.

In fact, long before he started school, he had already mastered high school and university coursework. However, no matter how hard he tried, he simply could not learn English, leaving Ye Tian in a difficult position as he had no idea how to answer.

Shangguan Qi remained silent, his eyes tightly closed. No one knew what he was thinking, and the others did not dare to disturb him further.

A smile always lingered on her face, kindness always filled her heart, and her eyes always remained crystal clear.

After listening to Liao Fan's suggestion, the old village chief was even more baffled. What microscopes? What magnifying glasses? He had never used such things when farming; he only ever relied on a hoe and a plow.

"You aren't hurt?" Xie Nianyit suddenly collapsed onto the snow-covered ground, completely overwhelmed by exhaustion. He hadn't noticed it before because he had been running the entire time.

Furthermore, their primary objective in attacking Jingxing was to capture the Jingxing mining area, and their secondary objective was to eliminate the effective strength of the Japanese forces to better defend the mining area after achieving victory.

"It has been a long time since Jiangnan saw such heavy snow!" Liu Shijiu looked at the foot-thick layer of ice and sighed.

Just as Arete appeared, one of Cadmus's arms pushed Nana aside, while the other raised a blade and mercilessly brought it down toward Jose.

"For some reason, although this is my first time meeting this flower, I feel a sense of familiarity," Grandmaster Liuhun said, gazing at the flower in its bud.

"Alright, alright, alright. Stop making such a fuss. Buy it, buy it, we'll buy it, okay?!" Chen Jianghe quickly pressed his hands down to prevent the situation from escalating.

Although a few days earlier he had given Chen Xinyi a reassuring pill by telling her that Li Dahui was only after money and did not want both sides to suffer,

"What are you standing around for? Arrest them all! Anyone who dares to resist is to be shot on the spot!" Liu Biao shouted loudly, and the fully armed public security officers immediately moved in to make arrests.

Just as everyone was itching to pin Matchless Hero to the ground and beat him up, the second statue suddenly began to sway.

By evening, Emperor Xuanwu received word of the final testament left by Xiao Ji, which triggered a massive uproar—one serious enough to potentially destabilize the imperial court.

She reviewed the contents while organizing the information, then relayed it to Huo Lingfeng across from her, waiting for him to give her direct instructions.

"Huo Lingfeng! Have you grown bolder lately?" Zhuang Qingqing simply rolled up her sleeves and launched an all-out offensive from directly behind him, completely forgetting that the quilt wrapped around her had long since been cast aside and even heavily trampled upon by her feet.

Until the moment of his death, he could not understand how someone who clearly possessed martial arts skills—someone who ought to have been proud and haughty—could behave even more shamelessly than himself.

The elderly man persuaded from the side, "You might as well just accept it. An arm cannot twist a thigh. Who asked us to beg them for a favor? Otherwise, just the travel expenses for running back and forth would cost more than this cigarette money..." The middle-aged man thought about it and realized it made sense, so he had no choice but to go out and buy the cigarettes with resignation.

To give an example, if you have a sledgehammer and strike a brick wall directly, the wall will crack. However, if the outside of the brick wall is covered with a thick layer of sponge or similar material, the probability of damaging the wall is significantly reduced.

A sudden uproar broke out across the entire council chamber. Sounds of astonishment, fear, debate, and various noisy remarks erupted all at once.

Hearing this, Qin Yue looked at Xuebao with expectant eyes, fantasizing about what its magical ability might be.

Many people were well aware of the situation with the weather vane. Previously, he had clearly disparaged Ding Yi, but after Ding Yi's remarks, it somehow made him look like the modest one.

Amaterasu turned her head. Her light-emitting eyes and the hole on the right side of her face added a touch of horror to her appearance. Her hair and garments, turned to incandescent white, burned like real fire; just looking at them gave the impression of scorching heat.

Seated to his left was Shen Li, the fifth elder of the Hall of Offerings. Over a hundred years old and possessing the peak cultivation of the mortal realm of Xiantian, his slightly aged face wore a smile—though it looked somewhat stiff—and a sharp glint occasionally flashed through his narrow, squinted eyes.

Steward Lin had not expected that they would encounter such a situation on this green shipping route leading to the Mishu Kingdom.

Back when he was in college, Bai Qing had muddle-headedly chosen finance as his major, only to realize now that he had entered the wrong field.

A long while later, at the very moment when the Red Force and the Moby Dick brushed past each other, Red-Haired Shanks's figure had already landed on the deck of the Moby Dick. With an overwhelming aura of dominance, he walked toward Whitebeard and the others standing right in the center.

Upon hearing Tang Cheng bluntly retort, "What are you going to do about it?", Expert Huang instantly wanted to draw his sword and strike.

"You just stay peacefully in your room. Once the master goes to sleep in the middle of the night, I'll come back over," Steward Lin said, patting Xiuyuan's shoulder consolingly. Xiuyuan looked at him with beaming delight.

"What on earth was written in that letter Wu Pin received?" Ye Bingyin muttered to himself. Suddenly, he sprang up from his chair so abruptly that it even startled Huarou.

The white fox, who had already been named Buyu, did not feel the same way. Her memories had been tampered with by the Venerable Spirit Dao; she believed she was the one who had bitten off the prayer bead, leading to the Arhat being punished, and that the Arhat was her savior. She had completely forgotten about the scheme she had previously concocted with her master.

The general manager of the Prosperity Foreign Firm was a middle-aged man who gave off a very mature impression. Ye Bingyin knew his surname was Liu.

When Yiliang woke up from his deep sleep again, dusk had fallen. He felt completely devoid of strength. Looking at the cold food on the table, he still had no appetite whatsoever. He got up, wanting to get some fresh air, but when he pushed the door open in the twilight, the Li residence seemed even more lifeless than he felt.

Leaving the kitchen, Guobing naturally did not dare to return to her room to bathe at a time like this, plagued as she was by a guilty conscience.

"Qingyin, let me congratulate you in advance on taking in such a fine disciple," Black Wild Goose suddenly said, cupping his fists toward Qingyin in congratulations, though his tone carried a distinct note of schadenfreude.

"Could Black Three really want to part ways with me?" Seeing that "Black Three" had not given chase, Yiyan felt a surge of alarm.

"But Father, and the Void Alliance, and everyone else—how can we..." Shaohao perceived the selfishness in Xuanyuan's smile.