Chapter 93: The Backbone to Refuse Han Sanping

No one spoke now. Who would willingly consent to being pushed to the bottom? The second son may sound a little rough, but at least he is better than the youngest.

On this side, Master and Mrs. Rongzhan were steeped in dejection, and the whole Yinghui Court had grown even gloomier. In the Brightdawn Court, by contrast, everything was full of cheer; not only Rong Qian, but every servant wore a flushed face, and even their backs seemed straighter than before when they walked.

“Your revered father-in-law has come, but to what purpose?” He Xuan stood, hands at her sides, smiled, and asked.

In August, Zhang Shouren had spent immense effort assembling an expeditionary force, and the most terrifying thing was the relentless pursuit and encirclement by the battalion commanders.

It was happier than the sum of all the gladness gathered through those endless years he could no longer remember, as if those joys had all been added together and surpassed.

“So Lady Jun has already arrived. I only learned of it on the road; I even told both daughters-in-law that I did not know whether we would see you today. Since meeting you last time, I have felt a deep affinity, and I have longed to meet you again,” the Marchioness of Dongyang said to Lady Rong Tai, then turned and greeted Madam Yang as well.

“The Heavenly Net is certain that Liu Feng is already dead, and both Hua Tuo and Hua Xiner have been thrown into the Great Prison,” Jia Xu said.

By contrast, Li Ruo, though he did not know Fu Li, could immediately see that this cultivator before him looked as if ensnared by feeling. Yet from his words, he seemed to know nothing of it himself.

All of them gazed out into the distance. Along the Fushan coast, the several Hundred-Commander Forts were perfectly quiet, with no loud sound at all. Behind them, however, the barking and cries of men in battle were growing louder and louder.

“Are you the master of the Celestial Sect?” Ling Yu felt a fierce pressure the moment the old man came before him; his strength was terrifying.

Guo Ao’s men included no shortage of veterans from the old Hebei Qihuo Army, so they knew clearly how strong Shi Cong’s force was. For that side to still score under such a heavily guarded army shows they were by no means weak.

A demon commander originally on par with a human martial master had a combat strength that crushed ten disciples of the Phoenix Sect at that level; even when those ten formed a killing formation, they could only barely withstand one demon commander’s frenzied assault.

Shen Zhezi had once, at Yu Tiao’s invitation, met with those households in Jiangzhou and had felt that although their attitude was humble and polite, once practical matters came up there was a hint of feigned dullness. In the end, they still harbored a second thought. After all, Wang Shu now held Jiangzhou. If he truly turned hard, Yu Yi would not simply be frightened into submission.

Only ten minutes remained before the arranged time with the reinforcements, and not a trace of them had appeared, so Jase was bound to lose his temper.

They had to detour around a stretch of rolling mountains and cross a primeval river; that longer route had delayed them by almost an entire day.

Lin Yi had become a man of fire, four waves of fist-light crashing all at once upon him, yet he seemed not to notice the slightest of it.

When Lou Nanguang left, Lin Zhengying said directly to Lin Fan, “Brother disciple, stay by the shop at home; I’ll step out for a moment.”

Li Qi had only halfway spoken when her body suddenly trembled; she saw Liu Yifeng’s eyes go instantly cold.

After the other disappeared for a while, Lin Fan sensed again, and this time he knew the person had truly gone.

“Why would you suddenly ask that? Have you run into someone from the Poison-Witch clan?” Li Chen said, with a faint note of surprise in his voice.

When Li Zhi, still not understanding the situation, lay on the sofa and examined the stirrings of his own heart, he realized there was truly no improper thought in him and then closed his eyes in peace, though a touch of regret still lingered.

At that moment, Zhusha moved like tufts of fluff drifting in the wind; she kept stepping through the void and was already nearly at the cliff’s edge.

Both sales assistants ignored him, yet Liu Yang truly liked that silver short dress, and she was certain it would look stunning on Senior Sang Shi.

Could the boy before her, his face still so green and unformed, really be her doom? Was it truly destined that she should die by his hand? Wu Zixu’s heart was cold and empty.

Once they were outside the city, Zuo Zhu saw Li Zhi still walking quietly at his side in silence and could not help asking at last.

Battle Crystal: Through a Battle Crystal, one may temporarily create a parallel space at the same coordinates for combatants to use in battle. Only spiritual lifeforms or linked beings can enter this temporary space.

So, over and over, it kept caressing endlessly, drawing silver edges beneath the beach, like fastening shining silver frames around the vast heaving sea and making it all the more captivating.

“Just call me Wood; that is enough, senior. This name is only a practical alias for moving in ancient times and does not count for much,” Li Zhi admitted openly, saying it was a pseudonym. Now it is the Song dynasty—if I used Li Shimin as a name, I’d either be laughed to death or killed.

He had spared her? Xia Mingsing was astonished, almost unable to believe it. He had shown such strong possessiveness over her before—how could he suddenly become a paragon of virtue?

“So what, then, do you think brought such drastic change to Yancheng County by Deputy County Magistrate Qin?” Wu Qianling suddenly asked as Hou Yuecen laughed pleasantly.