Volume One, Chapter 22: Red-Eye Squad, Activate!

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Since it was still dark, I had to rely on the fire to return to the damp forest. Although there was already an open flame, there was no material to make a torch.

These guys were simply unreasonable—coming to capture people without warning. They had planned to pretend they were overpowered and get caught, but unexpectedly, they burned down the very houses they had painstakingly built themselves. Wasn’t that courting death?

“As expected of the bloodline of a Four Symbols Realm master—it’s far more useful than some others,” Hu Ni said with satisfaction, gazing at the bright red formation and smiling.

Liu Ying, timid and fearful, was shattered after witnessing the human pig incident, nearly losing his grip on power.

At the burial, friends and relatives from Datong Academy came to see off the deceased. Even the monkey, Erda, and Liu Cuilian, who were staying at the hospital, were not notified.

Nangong Wan’er blushed deeply, wiping the sweat dripping continuously from her chin with handfuls of cloth. She kept her head lowered, never daring to look up.

It grew among the dense trees of the secret mountain, likely because it feared being blown away by strong winds.

Nie Wei had intended to ask someone for the village chief’s address, as she needed to move a grave. She couldn't just relocate it without informing the villagers.

While Zhang Liang kept his head down, pondering how to gain the acceptance of the Qin Emperor, Li Zhishi held a wooden box containing the severed head of Prince Qi’s builder, wondering why the Ministry of War had yet to issue further orders.

Pan Jinlian saw Yunque’s miserable state and immediately rushed over, embracing her tightly and taking out a handkerchief to dress her wounds. But Yunque was so badly injured, it was unclear where to begin.

Ah, if only Sun Xiang’s tactical coordination could reach this level someday... but no, even Jiang Botao himself couldn’t match them.

This meant that within Jiuge, just like in ordinary companies, one should never easily offend the HR department, as they controlled performance points, rewards, punishments, and operational management.

Not to mention, before the second semifinal began, when the players lined up in the center of the field and Ye Xiu shook hands with Cui Yuanlie face to face, the screams from the stands nearly overturned the entire arena.

Lin Yuan frowned at the names—Feng Shuang and Bian Yi—both infamous among veteran players.

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After enduring for an unknown length of time, as dawn lightened the sky, the numbing, mechanical pain slowly receded like a retreating tide.

For example, Cheng Tian Holdings now had only five employees and one director, which was enough to run a private equity fund with very low operating costs.

Qi Tiewa looked at Chen Ce in surprise. Was Chen Hunter going to kill Qi Shuiniu? That seemed unlikely—Chen Hunter wouldn’t act recklessly at a time like this.

No one would willingly see someone connected to their own partner enter their home and share a meal at the same table.

Grandma Su felt somewhat relieved inside. At least this child had not been spoiled—that was something.

Later, the factory, considering Sergeant Song’s reputation, issued an official notice to persuade Feng Qian to withdraw.

When asked about Gu Beiwang, he refused, saying, “My injury’s not fully healed yet; I’ll probably need two more months. Use the rent money to buy what you need.” He handed that month’s salary to Wu Xiuying and asked her to oversee the purchases.

This Qing army unit was not very strong; they moved slowly and were numerous. Breaking through here first would greatly demoralize the Qing troops and draw the main forces of Duoduo eastward to reinforce, easing pressure on the Nanjing front.

Unfortunately, he simply did not have the time, energy, or opportunity to make such decisions. The world’s situation changed in an instant, and the number of events requiring his attention and consideration increased accordingly.

The two sat together on one chair. About two or three meters away, several military wives gathered on another chair, their voices faintly drifting over.

So many heavyweight figures appearing publicly was rare, perhaps unprecedented in a century. If it had happened, it would have been done in secret.

Chu Lie bowed slightly, answering in a low voice. His eyes looked past his clasped fists to the man before him, as solid and unyielding as a mountain. This was the person who had entrusted Baixiaosheng, but also someone capable of forging a sword for Chu Lie—a friend who had shared life-and-death struggles with Wuxiaozi.

When I staggered back into the room, grimacing with a bowl of instant noodles in hand, one bowl slipped from my grasp and smashed hard against the floor!

It was true—just two years ago, the place where she had lived had no sunlight at all, very gloomy, requiring lights even during the day.

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After half a month of relentless torment, the Taoist priests finally starved to death. The only livestock in the village that could have filled their stomachs had been buried in a deep pit by themselves. Moreover, they firmly believed that items used in rituals were taboo to eat, and being vegetarian Taoists, they refused to consume any meat.

Zhu Linmei glanced behind Zhao Shichao. Less than two months later, upon seeing Pang Tianshou again, his face bore even more weariness and sorrow.

This truly astonished all martial artists present. Forget Chen Yang’s special identity; with his strength alone, he could have acted differently.

If anyone else had threatened him, Han Longyi would never have obeyed. Yet, for some unknown reason, he followed her instructions.

Seven towns—all engulfed in flames. The disaster struck suddenly. Even though Ye Zichen had taken the most urgent countermeasures, casualties inside the cities were severe. Countless civilians perished in the inferno.

The Heavenly Emperor’s proxy not only guarded all secrets about the divine demon war but also protected Ji Jiu’s divine treasure. Only with the jade talisman of wishes could one unlock the Thirty-Three Heavens and obtain the divine treasure.

Judging by Chicano’s attitude at the time, these strategic resources were truly vital to him.

This meant that calculating such a result would require far more than a hundred million star coins—countless times over.

Yun JinXiu’s expression hardened, showing no reaction at all as those sharp thorny vines stabbed into him.

Fu Zhongting had her sit on the edge of the bed, picked up a towel, and ran his fingers through her jet-black hair. A fresh scent of shower gel mingled with her natural fragrance.

“Hey, you scared me! Really, you were born too late. If you could meet the Lord of the Galaxy, you two would definitely feel you met too late and become sworn brothers on the spot!” Bai Feng said.

No special reason—just to make a familiar face, so she would have a reason to seek him out again later.