Volume One, Chapter 21: A Fierce Clash

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Jiang Mu turned toward the sound and saw Lin Xiu, dressed in a flowing teal gown, frowning as she stared at him.
“So it really is you, you good-for-nothing!”
Disgust laced Lin Xiu’s voice.
The disciple in charge of registration, who clearly knew Lin Xiu, immediately spoke up.
“Sister Xiu, do you know this guy?”
Lin Xiu scoffed coldly, reluctantly replying.
He Shi Yi, however, paid him no mind and continued drinking quietly. It seemed that whatever the Sixth Concubine intended to do upon her return was somehow tied to him; otherwise, Qi Huo would not have come seeking him out.
Light archery was a rather basic form of white magic. Thousands of people in the plaza could use it. At Lancelot’s command, over a thousand white beams of light shot from various angles toward Javi at the palace entrance. Although many spells dissipated mid-flight due to distance, the combined glow was still dazzling beyond compare.
Zhao Yiyan clenched her teeth. She didn’t want to take the blame for this. If she explained their relationship, it would inevitably drag up old matters from more than ten years ago. What would she do then?
These men were generals who had led troops alongside Xu Da, but aside from Xu Da, no other commanders had obeyed Zhu Biao’s orders to resolutely defend the city.
When the final hammer strike sounded, Susan’s father was stripped of guardianship and sentenced to five years in prison for intentional injury. Such a man would likely have a hard time even behind bars.
“Are we all going? What about Xue Xue?” Zhang Ling suddenly asked, glancing at Yan Yingxue, who was curled up on the sofa watching TV.
“Young Master Bian, you’re unusually attentive today!” Qi Maolin teased, half-jokingly eyeing Bian Shaoxian.
“What if I told you these helicopters are flying armed and carrying bombs for long-range bombardment?” Li Tingchen’s deep eyes fixed on the two armed helicopters already landed below, his thin lips curving slightly.
Judging by the unstoppable momentum of the Jade Emperor of the Lotus Realm, unless all four great Jade Emperors joined forces, there was only a slim hope of self-preservation; otherwise, there was absolutely no chance.
“I can’t say I like it. I don’t understand football, but I find it oddly interesting. After the turf is prepared, I just hang around watching. Everyone’s kind, and no one chases me away,” Zuo Lin said shyly.
“Why not call Imperial Physician Liu?” Consort Ying shot a fierce glare, as if Liu’s presence alone would have prevented Wen Jieyu from bleeding.
Because of the long-standing tensions, relations within the inner court were far from cordial. Historically, he was sentenced to death by the emperor’s decree and hung by the neck for several days before Chongzhen permitted his burial. The crux was his loose tongue, which offended several eunuchs in the inner court. When the walls fell, everyone pushed him down, and he suffered greatly because of it.
Noticing Tang Ning’s direction, Li Zhan’s eyes darkened with intense emotion. He spurred his horse and galloped toward the center of the military camp.
A tremendous explosion echoed from the southeast shore, and the National Affairs Department agent known as “Poison Bee” vanished completely from this world.
The remaining Jun Bogong and the two Yang ladies stood frozen for a moment before gradually regaining their composure.
Twelve smiled faintly, though inwardly displeased. He liked seeing his Penglai family strut about with pride and arrogance, fearless regardless of their misdeeds. Even if they tore a hole in the heavens, they had his backing—no one else could afford to criticize them.
Having gone over the layout of the estate carefully once again with Chief Ouyang, Jun Li returned to the Jun residence after lunch.
Jun Li did not leave immediately, however. Instead, together with the usually taciturn, now even more silent Yu Yan, she tended to the matriarch until she lay down. Only then did she and Rong Zhan leave the dressing chamber and return to the Yinghui Courtyard.
Without hesitation, Bu Zhanfeng, assisted by the servants, jumped into the carriage and sat alongside the driver.