Chapter 36: The Disguise Slips

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Fortunately, she had asked Jiang Daiyin from the very beginning to find her a special herb with which to make her face look sallow and withered, so her true appearance had not been exposed.

But that also meant she would no longer be able to keep her identity hidden.

Shen Qingqiu gritted her teeth and lowered her head, waiting for the verdict.

“Why? Do you know what will happen if you keep him by your side?”

Jiang Yunhui did not understand. Had Jiang Daiyin not always disliked children like this?

Could it be because she had raised the Tenth Prince—

Even the instructor cast a glance at Yu Muyang. He clearly remembered Tu Man taking Yu Muyang to ask for leave the day before.

“General Niu Jin, immediately prepare all the troops in Chang’an that can be mobilized and move them toward the Guangwei–Anding front. Also notify Qin Lang and Fei Yao, and have them lead their own forces to accompany you at once.”

The Apocalypse Heart throbbed within his body, and the heart’s fully unlocked authority had awakened. Although the world itself still suppressed part of his strength, the number of Dark Wanderers was simply too small. More than a month had passed, yet he had encountered only three in the Black Sea, despite pursuing efficiency and never stopping for even a moment.

Still, that was merely a thought. Between ranking first at the Origin Assembly and breaking through to become a Chaos Sovereign, the latter was naturally more important.

The Snow Tiger Tribe and the Black Wolf Tribe prepared to pursue the Wandering Tribe, while the latter had already entered the depths of the polar forest, carrying their food with them.

Under normal circumstances, the expendable spies planted by the Root organization would never have been discovered. But even the most capable spy was helpless when faced with a cross-dimensional strike.

Unexpectedly, the more he helped, the more invested he became, until he nearly got himself dragged into the affair. First, he had almost been crushed against the mountainside by Apsaras; then, during the fall, he had nearly come apart. It seemed misfortune had been clinging to him today—he had nearly died twice in a single sortie.

Even if he could survive an attack from the terrifying Lava Demon God, Wang Yi truly had no confidence that he could kill him.

A faint, clean fragrance instantly spread through Wu Yue’s mouth. She felt her mind become much clearer, while the refreshing scent of the leaves filled her mouth.

Watching her vanish into the night, Hua Shu’s smile abruptly faded. Her brows drew together slightly, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

“Hee-hee, Master, Senior Sister said she isn’t tired.” Zhu Xudan slipped her arms around Su Mu’s and deliberately rubbed against him.

With those words, everyone understood why Wang Siqi had been able to declare so confidently, when faced with the puzzled citizens in the street, that every citizen of the Great Ming would be able to afford an iron stove made by the Baoyuan Bureau before winter arrived.

Faith in this world was mostly unrestricted. Apart from a very small number of theocratic states, the other countries did not subscribe to the notion that imperial authority was divinely ordained.

Now that Guo Si had also recalled thirty thousand troops to Chang’an, Ma Teng’s chances of victory were even greater.

With others pouring tea and water for him, Wang Siqi gained a rare moment of leisure. Zhao Benchang remained impassive at his side, though he still looked at Wang Siqi with some puzzlement.

His words interrupted, and Shi Yundong was somewhat displeased, but he did not dare say anything more. The middle-aged cultivator had the highest level of cultivation here, and they would all have to rely on him in the upcoming contest. Offending him would bring no benefit. Thus, despite his resentment, Shi Yundong could only shut his mouth obediently and remain quietly to one side.

Business-investment conferences of this sort were mostly formalities. The projects that would or would not be approved had already been decided through earlier negotiations, and no investment intention would suddenly be finalized merely because someone attended the meeting.

“Shuer, you should know what I want to say. We are brother and sister—biological brother and sister. You must already know that, don’t you?”

Hua Ting grew anxious. He had originally intended to take things slowly, but when he saw her attitude, he could no longer concern himself with anything else.

“How could that be? Don’t overthink it. With you here, I can bring out two hundred percent of my strength.” Li Chang’an stroked Mu Xi’s head like a kindly old father, his eyes filled with affection.