Chapter 26: Your Subject Withdraws

A rainha acomodada só queria criar os filhos, e o imperador cafajeste chorou até os olhos ficarem vermelhos Olhando para o oeste, há arroz. 1374 words 2026-08-04 04:18:18

"Chunyu, let's go." Jiang Daiyin couldn't be bothered to say more to him. She could guess that the person behind this was likely the Noble Consort or the Virtuous Consort. However, lingering with him now would do her no good. It was better to leave while she could.

"Your Ladyship..." Chunyu watched Su Chen vigilantly. Su Chen’s current appearance was truly striking—his eyes were bloodshot, looking as if he wanted to devour someone.

"Go."

Chenxiang found it curious and reached out to grab it, but the light nimbly dodged. Chenxiang jumped to catch it, but in the blink of an eye, it flew out of the house.

"You weren't the only one who got ink on me yesterday, Taomaocheng; you had a hand in it too. Don't think I don't know." Ru Xue glared fiercely at Wang Shicheng, clearly harboring a grudge.

Had there not been so many formidable monsters with extraordinary status in this Heavenly Desolate Main City, and had the young man before him not clearly been someone of significant standing, the youth likely would have already made a move.

Lu Yan sighed and eventually told Han Xiangzi and the others what had happened. Upon hearing the news, the three felt a wave of dizziness. They immediately ran to the place where He Xiaoyun’s body was laid, finding Chen Fan and Han Zhongli, who were casting spells to protect her physical form.

"Ling'er, you have experienced this yourself, so you should know clearly. Do you want to end up like your mother, judged by everyone in the end? You must realize that there is no senior left to save you now," the Wine Sword Immortal shouted.

Feng Shan was clearly not intimidated at all. He unleashed his Taiyin Fist, and as his fist met the flying daggers in the air, a very strange scene unfolded.

Following the address provided by the headhunter, they arrived at the company of Manager Liu, which Lin Kai and the others were using as a temporary office.

"It's nothing, I just feel that this Tieling is a bit strange. We had better not go up," I said, stammering, unable to articulate exactly why.

If Sun Qian saw these two people, who had absolutely nothing to do with each other, meeting like this, it is hard to say what he would think.

If they fought here, the entire Supreme Dao Sect would likely be destroyed. Thus, Wang Tiangang forcibly dragged Wu Lie away to fight elsewhere.

"In that case, we shall meet on the battlefield in five days!" Vologases IV declared. Framed by his white hair and the deep wrinkles carved by time, he appeared exceptionally heroic.

I nodded blankly, forcing a smile that was uglier than crying. "It was very exciting." So exciting that I never wanted to see it again.

"Who do you hang out with?" I didn't know why, but I just blurted it out; I remembered that was how they asked in the *Young and Dangerous* movies.

After settling Ruoxi in, Guo Nianfei prepared to head to Hong Kong. Since he had to arrive by tomorrow, he had to take a flight that evening.

He walked back to the living room and lay on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the television, pretending to be engrossed in the show.

Because Lin Mu's studio was still severely understaffed, his team, much like the previous Speed Agents, focused primarily on gaining experience.

He gave his hat to Yu Feihong—perhaps out of a sense of chivalry, or maybe just pity; who knows. Regardless, he played the hero, but now he had to suffer the consequences.

"No need to be so surprised!" Wen Hou looked at his shoulder. "It’s a pity about this suit; it was chosen for me by the Master!" Looking at the tear in his jacket, Wen Hou felt more than a little disappointed.

Upon hearing this, Yufulu’s face was instantly filled with a sense of loss. That’s right—no matter how high the price was, in the end, Liu Fan only bought as much as he wanted. If Liu Fan didn't need or want that many cattle and horses, the Xiongnu couldn't force them on him.

Since it wasn't rush hour, the bus was fairly empty. The group decided to take the bus together. Including themselves and the driver, there were only about a dozen people on board, most of them young men.

Earlier, when he opened the door and caught the scent of the rich fragrance wafting toward him, he had a very bad premonition.