Chapter Eighty-Four: Screening Leak

But now, Wei Yuan had devised a new method of training soldiers, and it was a closely guarded secret. How could he possibly be allowed to witness it? He had left the imperial carriage at the villa by Lake Tai for the sake of discretion, hoping to keep his movements hidden. Otherwise, wherever he went, merchants and officials would flock to pay their respects.

Suddenly, a vague image emerged from the depths of her mind, as if shrouded in thick mist.

At that time, Su Chen had picked quite a few. The other immortal fruits had already been consumed, but the Transformation Fruit had limited uses, so he still had a few left. Now, they could finally serve a purpose.

Yang Laosan marrying his own apprentice was no different! The government was promoting this now—anyone who mocked it was defying the authorities... such a person would be a public enemy. If he reported them, they’d be done for.

Almost instantly, under the command of the heads of various city districts, their men surged forth and surrounded the entire restaurant within two minutes, leaving not a single gap. Every person was armed with controlled weapons, exuding an intimidating presence.

In Hu Family Gully, Old Master Hu Hanchang held the highest status. The second in seniority, Hu Xiangdong’s grandfather, was already gone. The third was Hu Hanyang, while the fourth and sixth elders were both present.

As rumors began to spread, Bianjing, already overshadowed by the threat of war, grew even more restless and uneasy.

Zhang Luoshan, helpless, could only exchange a glance with his wife before taking a seat in the second position to Luo Feng’s left.

The source of healing was, at its core, nothing more than something her body naturally exuded; she herself was the true root of all healing.

Long Yanyu watched as the maggots crawled right under her nose, even trying to wriggle into her mouth.

Without hesitating, Kou Zhong sat up and glanced at his phone. When he saw Pei Mo’s name on the caller ID, he answered while switching on the bedside lamp.

“Oh,” Shangguan Yiran nodded and withdrew her hand, cursing Chu Chen inwardly. Why was he staring at her if he wasn’t going to drink? Did he want her to misunderstand on purpose?

She felt a pang of sorrow for him and wished she could draw her sword and end her own life, so she could return and stand against everything, shielding him behind her.

This left Hanyan at a loss for how to respond, but after five days with no news from Luo Chen, her feelings grew ever more complicated. Yet, because of her position and other reasons, it was impossible for her to seek him out.

Suddenly, a secret hatch at the bottom of the door slid open, and a tray was pushed in—it was breakfast.

When Ye Huangchu arrived, someone happened to be forging weapons in the smithy. He paid little attention, glancing around absentmindedly.

If Ximen Qingyun won, although Ximen Qingtian would not suffer much loss, it would become troublesome if he wanted to strike at Ximen Qingyun again.

The guards led their squads toward the Imperial Kitchen to search. Seeing everyone leave, Chu Chen followed quietly, using lightness skills to head toward the Taichen Palace. He had a strong feeling that Shangguan Yiran must be somewhere within Taichen Palace itself.

When the last hundred game coins were swallowed up, Aria felt utterly hopeless. But more than despair, she was filled with rage.

Gao Xing had said that the days on the construction site, and the time they spent together, were his most glorious years.

Now, seeing her arrive at Miaoxian Residence right on time, Xiuzhu’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be she was waiting for her? If she didn’t go up, then who was she here for?

“You’re overthinking it! We thrashed them and sent them back to the sea. According to the scouts, today’s the day they’ll launch a major assault here. Another reason I called you was to let you see the courage and strength of our sons of Huaxia!” A proud smile curled at the corner of Yin Mengxue’s mouth.

Lin Yan immediately enabled the face-molding system and semi-open mode for the players—it was much like the earliest networked battles in CS.

These things cannot be fully understood during the design phase; only by shifting perspective can one see more.

Doing such things required tremendous skill: first, one needed to be bold almost to the point of recklessness; second, one couldn’t be timid. Yet, for most men, these were inborn talents.

“Since there’s nothing else, let’s go back. Let’s go, Letitia,” Yue called out to Letitia.

“Esdeath, make your choice—select whichever Imperial Arm you desire,” Honest said to Esdeath.

“So, all those rumors that circulated before were deliberately released by you, which is why the Eastern Emperor Taiyi came to Yanjing? Are these facts as well?” China’s Number One pressed on.

“A cold, mocking smile, right? The kind that makes your skin crawl,” Xu Rongrong picked up where the makeup artist left off.

Zuo Liao looked at me, her face pale, and I turned to look at her. Suddenly, we both burst out laughing.

It was already daylight. We were in a forest, and Bing sat beside me, constantly wiping sweat from her face and panting. Judging by her exhaustion, she must have expended considerable effort to save me.

Once the Snow Demon’s intention to leave was discovered, the Snow Moon Fox King led all the Snow Moon Foxes of the region to search for her. In an attempt to stop her escape, the foxes began attacking humans and the starships hovering above the planet.

“Hehehe! Good! Very good!” Xiao Qing’s face darkened, clearly feeling slighted. She cast a deep look at that banner, just as she was about to wave her hand and leave.

Her once flirtatious, fawning smile, which used to disgust others, was now gone. With her face bare of garish makeup, she appeared refreshingly pure and charming.

Han Su was obviously very satisfied with the current decor. He poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa, every bit the master of the house.

Qianye coughed, feeling his magical power severely depleted—his body was in a dire state, his strength less than thirty percent of his peak. Yet, gritting his teeth, he refused to utter a word of complaint. At this point, there was no path left but to fight to the death.