Volume 1, Chapter 39: Fu Yanzhou, You Really Are a Scumbag!

A suffocating silence filled the courtyard.

Fu Yanzhou stared down at the woman before him with cold eyes.

"Divorce?"

He stepped forward, his tall figure casting a dark, oppressive shadow beneath the lights, as if he intended to swallow Lin Zhiwan whole.

Zhou Yu was truly troubled right now, hesitating over what he ought to do. He had already prepared for the worst; his absolute bottom line was Xiakou. Jiangxia could be surrendered, but Xiakou absolutely could not.

Mingxi could easily imagine how, once evening fell and these lanterns were lit, the flickering night-time glow would refract through the crystal, creating a truly magnificent sight.

It seemed the only option was to quickly defeat Liu Bei and share the governance of the river with Sun Quan. Only by doing so would he have the opportunity to drastically scale back his military forces. Yet, upon second thought, he immediately dismissed the notion. Wasn't it precisely because of the depletion of national strength that he hadn't launched a direct attack on Jingzhou?

The temporary conference room had been hastily converted from a private dining booth. Once the curtains were drawn and the lights switched on, every corner was clear at a glance. A five-meter-long, two-meter-wide conference table stood in the center, free of any superfluous furnishings.

Although they were wary of Ye Chu's strength, they were even more terrified of the allied forces of Yun Shouyue and the Dan family.

Tang Jin had deliberately sought out such a location to test the martial arts he had copied from the old Daoist priest using his S-grade skill.

Dawn was just breaking, and atop Cang Mountain, it was the hour when the chill of the frost was at its fiercest. Howling gales swept up a sky full of snow and mist, raging ruthlessly across this wondrous mountain of the world, biting into human flesh even sharper than a blade.

"Well, well, you daring scoundrel Yin Junfeng! How bold of you to sneak into my Cangling Sect, and even right into Xiangxue's bedchamber! Today, since I, Hanyu, have crossed paths with you, Yin Junfeng, don't even dream of leaving here alive!" Consumed by a sudden surge of hatred and jealousy, Hanyu glared at Yin Junfeng and spoke with bitter resentment.

Yin Junfeng raised a hand and gently wiped away her tears. In that very moment, a new pair of lovers was born.

Overjoyed, the old woman hurriedly led them to her home. Upon stepping into the courtyard, the first thing hitting Ye Bingning's senses was an intensely thick aroma of medicinal herbs, pungent enough to choke the breath.

He wheeled his bicycle over to the side of Tailong Grand Hotel. Having experienced the previous incident, the security guards stationed at the entrance all recognized Chen Yutian.

After dropping the complaint letter inside, Bai Ruyi peered in and saw that the letter vanished the instant it hit the bottom.

Having snatched the Lord objective, the minion wave pressure on Team Flag was effectively relieved, but it amounted to complete nonsense. Losing was losing; they could only huddle cowardly beneath their turrets and get hammered, utterly unable to establish any vision control.

This extra quest was also an added bonus; as long as she could leave alive, the mission would undoubtedly be completed.

Su Anchen let out a long breath of relief. Fortunately, this production crew possessed some human decency and wouldn't abandon her simply because of this scandal.

Lin Zhu had no choice but to concentrate wholeheartedly on her cultivation. The light of her Dao seal, which had previously flickered like a dying candle in the wind, instantly grew solid, and Lin Zhu herself turned serious. She wanted to fight alongside Su Zhao; she refused to remain a burden to Su Zhao like she used to be.

Having finished her explanation, Ye Bingning cast a triumphant look at Wu Ruizhou, as if she were saying: That's what you get for running your mouth and picking fights over every little thing.

"Forget it, that place is too dangerous!" The moment Zhang Xetong's voice trailed off, she saw Chen Yutian park his bicycle right there, his figure moving with incredible agility as he scrambled up the three-meter-high slanting stone slope.

In the blink of an eye, Siren changed into a fresh outfit and gestured for the two engaged in fierce combat to fall back and retreat.

"The Xuan family is loyal to His Majesty, and our hearts beat solely for His Majesty." Yanyu hurriedly stood up, offering a respectful bow to express her unwavering loyalty.

The next day was Christmas, and Tang Shiyun had taken a half-day off. To match the festive occasion, she had deliberately put on a bright red suit ensemble, with a reindeer pendant hanging around her neck.