Chapter 68: Being Bullied

When Jiang Daiyin woke up the next day, Feng Yu had already left.

That copy of Three Hundred Poems was covered with signs of having been thoroughly leafed through.

"What a good, studious child," Jiang Daiyin yawned lazily.

"Your Ladyship, I heard that Princess Huaining demanded to enter the palace to see His Majesty, and was given a severe scolding by him. He said she had the audacity to snatch people right inside the palace, and ordered her to confine herself to her estate to reflect deeply on her misdeeds."

"His Majesty also ordered her to send Chunyu back to us."

"Hmph, look at you talking," Zheng Qingyi pouted. "If I hadn't left the Imperial Princes' Class, you definitely wouldn't have been on good terms with me even now."

Such an account genuinely left Ye Feng astonished. At that time, Savage Bull was already close to two meters tall and possessed natural divine strength. If it came to a fight, ordinary people would be no match for him at all; how could he possibly have almost been beaten to death?

By 1993, at the invitation of Chen Daoming, Wang Jinghua transitioned into film and television talent agency work, beginning to leverage the network of connections she had previously cultivated to become a manager for stars.

Zhao Fusheng remained silent. Some things were useless to explain right now; whether they could seize this final opportunity depended entirely on Wang Zhen's fate.

His initial strategy was to first have Qin Yue lead them in search of the sharp unicorn, then eliminate Qin Yue, strip him of all the treasures he carried, and finally present those treasures to Yun Kuang. It was an absolute windfall.

"Brother Shi, is there anyone in the Four-Fold Hills who catches your eye?" asked Zhang Wang, the third-ranked disciple of the Five-Fold Hills.

Ordinary heroes simply could not endure that terrifying fluctuation; it was a sensation of impending suffocation and near-instant death.

At that time, it was just like the majestic divine might of heaven and earth striking fear into spirits and ghosts, awing the common and the false, intimidating poisons and beasts, overawing the extraordinary and the inanimate. Such is the strategy of the Eight Awesome Deities, hence its resemblance. Awesomeness is akin to the steadfast conduct of the Great Vajra.

At first, they were no different from ordinary rain, but after brewing for a time, they all transformed into a sticky mucus filled with fungi, beginning to ambush all the insects in the vicinity.

Thinking of this, Scarface sighed inwardly. He knew very well that he had already boarded a pirate ship; getting off was no longer possible, and he could only walk this single road straight into the dark.

Countless records had all been shattered by him. Since that was the case, this time would surely be no exception.

Moreover, the Grandmaster looked deeper; judging by the color of the spirit ring, it should be a ring of over four hundred years, which was already the limit for a first spirit ring.

The moment Chu Xun caught sight of him, her eyes were filled with excitement. The words telling him to mind his safety were just about to slip past her lips when she noticed the sturdy and handsome shepherd dog standing beside him.

However, among certain officials who had never once regarded martial artists as worthy of notice, they remained completely indifferent. Until they saw it with their own eyes, they had no conception of what manner of terrifying martial might that truly was.

Jiang Feng watched Ah Hua's retreating figure, a flicker of apology flashing in his eyes, before he turned back to continue answering Li Mo's questions.

These were the overt movements within the Black Tremor Sect, but privately, the various gambling dens in New River City had already investigated all the participating contestants, their strengths, and the specific weapons they excelled in using.

Once Ma Wei and Tan Jie walked out, the three of them began taking the computers out of their backpacks, pulled out the network cables from the middle of the table, and started connecting the computers.

In previous years, the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month would already be adorned with lanterns and colorful banners, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the New Year. This year, however, Xiyang City was shrouded in a dense and gloomy atmosphere.

During class, all the students listened with utmost concentration. Most of the students in the class came from various teams, and their thirst for knowledge was exceptionally intense.

"Fine, I suppose Comrade He finds it difficult to speak with me hanging around here. Should I step outside?" Wang Zheng cast a breezy glance at He Yao, yet remained firmly seated without shifting his backside an inch.

The two were the first to exit the factory, and before long, the bus arrived. Since it was not yet the evening rush hour, Dong Qiu leisurely found them seats by the window.