Volume 1, Chapter 27: Venting Fury

In the flash of a spark, Kedashi raised his longbow, his sharp eyes narrowing dangerously.

Twang, twang, twang! Several arrows flew at once.

In an instant, dozens of soldiers wielding longswords fell to the ground.

The sound of swords clattering echoed everywhere.

Kedashi radiated a powerful aura, like a rakshasa with blood-red eyes, walking step by step toward his little woman.

By the river.

With the rescuers of the execution ground eliminated and the hour of execution arrived, the Empress Dowager, who had waited over twenty years for this moment, was finally set to avenge her husband. She immediately drew the death lot and ordered the immediate execution of Changsun Yaoguang and his family.

They will certainly come to provide reinforcements. Moreover, the British Navy is currently dreaming of destroying the German fleet in one fell swoop, just as they did at the Battle of Jutland.

Having eaten some snow, she felt much better. She climbed back onto the sledge and continued her journey toward Baoshan. Halfway there, Jiang Xinyi noticed the horse’s tail flick upward; before she could understand what it meant, droppings began to fall from beneath it.

But now, with at most two days of travel left before reaching the capital, An Pengfei suddenly hoped for heaven to send another heavy snow—the heavier, the better.

Lu Ruxue understood that her grandmother was afraid she held resentment toward Madam Yang; harmony in the family leads to prosperity, which is the greatest wish of all elders.

"I discovered a group of survivors over there and need to communicate with them. To avoid raising their suspicions, I will try not to bring too many people," Zheng Jieming explained to the five executives.

Gu Changqing was already somewhat tipsy. He went upstairs alone. Ye Fei watched him open the door and enter his room, turning to leave, when he suddenly heard Gu Changqing’s lazy voice from above.

Changsun You patted his head and said, "Stop being so sour. This is for you." Changsun You took out a brocade box and handed it to him.

"Haitao, we cannot sit here and wait for death," He Qing said solemnly during dinner.

A'Yu had originally been full of gratitude toward Meier. However, ever since hearing that Meier was actually Wu Chen'er and that it was Meier who had pushed the Shang Kingdom toward destruction, her heart had become filled with conflicting thoughts. Now, hearing Huan Ji stir things up again, she felt even more troubled.

The reason Weng Han was willing to come over was also to confirm whether Lu Ming was truly foolish or just pretending; looking at him now, he was beyond saving.

At this moment, Pei Ruyi came down after washing up. Hearing the old lady's words, she wanted to bury herself in the ground again.

Wang Zonglin, Huang Zheng had already met. The last one was dressed in a magnificent purple-gold robe, completely different from the white cloud-woven robes worn by the others. He looked regal and possessed an extraordinary presence.

After leaving Star Shine and getting married, she still lived a life of comfort, but her popularity in the entertainment industry was no longer what it once was.

"Indeed, there are quite a few. It seems every sect has sent people, and they have completely blocked the entrance to the government office." It seemed many people were eager to know the outcome, even though the matter had nothing to do with them.

Lu Ming’s head was wrapped in gauze. He looked vacant and foolish, tearing a tissue into strips and stuffing them into his mouth, while offering a silly grin to those around him.

Lin Ziyu’s eyes and nose were red from crying as she watched Du Yucheng squat down before her, grab her shod foot, and attempt to put her shoe back on.

"I cannot make any guarantees. If you do not wish to speak, I shall take my leave." Moqi Liang was never one to be overflowing with sympathy, and besides, Li Wanwan had always viewed her as a thorn in her side. This sudden change in attitude undoubtedly made her sense a conspiracy.

If the two were to reconcile, that would naturally be a good thing, but what if Jing Chun instead flew into a rage out of shame and grew to hate Xie Jingnan?

"Emetic!" He heard Gu Nai shout the word ahead of him. The echoes from the cave walls made his ears go numb.

However, although he might be laughed at by other immortals and gods, Lin Chuan’s initial shock and disbelief soon gave way to being moved.