Chapter 111: Ready to Go to the Ends of the Earth for My Sisters

Fu Chen remained silent for a moment, leaning back on the sofa, and spoke with a tone neither warm nor cold.
“There’s no real difference—just a matter of timing.”

Lin Yu’s suspicions were confirmed, and he felt a deep sense of injustice for Lin Yiqing. Frowning, he asked, “Then where do you place Yiqing in all this? If she found out that you know, how devastated would she be?”

Fu Chen crossed his hands over his lap, his dark eyes fixed solemnly on Lin Yu. “As long as you don’t tell her, Yiqing will never know.”

“I’ve already arranged for her to return to Italy. Staying in Nancheng any longer wouldn’t be good for her—or for us.”

Lin Yu’s forehead twitched with tension at these words. Suppressing the anger burning in his eyes, he raised his voice...

The base of the wooden carving was crafted from fine rosewood, its grain clear and smooth to the touch, adding an elegant charm to the piece.

Shi smiled faintly. Because of her mysterious background, Li Jun found her inscrutable, which was why he was so afraid.

“I’m sorry, sister. I was wrong...” Su Mengting sobbed softly, tears streaming down her cheeks, evoking a pang of sympathy from those around. Naturally, Su Xingqiang believed her. Observing Su Xi’s increasingly unfriendly expression, tinged with dislike, only deepened the tension.

If Xiao Xun took the initiative to attack Yangping Pass, it would set off a chain reaction, shifting the balance of power between Hanzhong and Jingzhou in a short time.

Yuchi Mojue had been awakened by the commotion caused by several noble young men and followed their gaze silently, nodding slightly. A general beloved by his soldiers must be a good leader; he had not made a wrong choice.

Now, with the twenty thousand troops he commanded utterly defeated and Yangping Pass lost, who else but him could bear such a heavy responsibility?

Meanwhile, the ambassador was actively liaising with governments of various countries, hoping to secure appropriate protection alongside the announcement of their achievements.

He tried to appear silent and solitary. When he took the stage, he still bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle—to the audience and to the music teacher.

The sun had already broken the horizon, slowly rising and radiating dazzling light that bathed the blood-red inferno below, yet Qiu Muling and Jun Jing had vanished from sight.

The bronze urn was entirely cast from bronze, its surface adorned with exquisite engravings and totems. The most striking were the strange creatures carved along its body—each unique and lifelike, as if ready to leap from the urn at any moment.

“Could he be ill?” The thought sent a chill through her heart, and the smile vanished from her face.

Two elderly people standing in line eyed the two flowerpots, pointing and whispering, praising how authentically Master Zhou’s pots were arranged.

Within the Jade Pool, there was an uproar. King Jiang Shen had not even used divine power—just a single incantation to slay the mighty Ancestor King. Fear gripped everyone present.

A cunning stratagem indeed. Yang Zheng was furious but helpless. The street was too long and the terrain complex, dotted with buildings of varying heights—any one of which could serve as a rallying point. Even with good intentions, Shan Hu lacked the ability to station guards on every building.

“I know... I know I will inevitably fail her!” Yingjie sighed deeply once more, gazing into the distance. The mist thinned as sunlight grew stronger, weaving a rare and beautiful scene between clouds and sun. But how many more times could he hope to witness it?

“Ambassador, we cannot take risks. Whether the person who came was appointed by the president or not, he must be an impostor—a murderer in disguise. The ones who eliminated them are other killers, unrelated to us. Even if the president questions us later, we have received no notification. Therefore, they must be the culprits,” Yang Zheng said in a low, firm voice.

It must be said, soup simmered over a wood fire truly is different—when scooped into a bowl, it remains warm even after a while.

“If there’s time, we’ll do it tonight. Apply immediately for funding, Dragon Tooth uniforms, and local safe houses,” Yang Zheng said.

Looking up, the night sky was as black as a curtain, studded with countless twinkling stars. There was no moon tonight, but the heavens were filled with stars, each flickering with its own light, collectively illuminating the night with brilliance.