Volume 1, Chapter 51: Seeing Through Without Speaking Out

In fact, Su Qishun already knew that his shrew of a wife had arrived, but he did not dare to face her. Now that the township hospital director had called, he hurried over, putting on a bold front out of fear that the matter would blow up out of proportion.

Frightened out of their wits, the servants quickly notified Xier and Meng'er, asking them to report to the Grand Princess on their behalf.

Pulling back her thoughts, Du Wei kept her gaze fixed on Wen Qi. His profile was so dazzling and radiant that she could not look away for a long time, deeply imbued with the sentiment that her man was simply the most handsome.

Meanwhile, countries across the entire world were frantically rushing toward Huaxia at this very moment.

The sound of footsteps pattered outside the door; Yuanyuan must have returned. Although Qian Sanrong put up a bold front with his words, he was not mentally prepared for a showdown with Yuanyuan. In a panic, he ducked into the wardrobe and pulled the door shut.

A gust of hot wind swept in through the gap, causing Murong Furong to shiver involuntarily. At that moment, she was somewhat wary of Guichi. With the Princess Shengping present, she was distressed that she could not speak casually, fearing she might reveal a flaw.

At some unknown moment, Lady Li quietly walked up to Prince Rong and asked in a low voice, "This morning, this humble maid saw the chief physician of the Imperial Hospital in the palace hurriedly chasing into the estate. There must be some matter, shouldn't there?" Lady Li asked from the side.

Those who made a living in the underworld naturally hoped to find a reliable boss so that they would have a chance to stand out and get ahead. I understood in my heart that Tie Nan was now demanding their absolute allegiance.

As Du Wei spoke, her hand rose, and spiritual energy fell, slicing through Duan Ping's neck with a single blade. Duan Ping collapsed to the ground, blood seeping from his slashed windpipe; after a few gasps, he breathed his last.

Had Prince Shou discovered the disappearance of Hanxun by now? Perhaps he was only worried about his son and hadn't thought of Hanxun at all.

However, the Sword Sovereign knew that this was not yet the time for self-satisfaction, because over on the side of the Twin Dragons, there were still some troubles that needed to be resolved.

All the uninjured marine warriors assembled on the deck, and the giant golden figure stood near the ranks, exuding an exceptionally oppressive presence. Ressa stood beside Ganda, looking down proudly upon everyone, while Annie and Bonnie obediently lowered their heads and stood behind their master.

A pitch-black claw grabbed the edge of the muddy gray city wall, and then a body lunged out abruptly. It was a leaping zombie, and its feet finally stepped onto the very top of the city wall that Leng Yang and the others took such pride in. It stood tall, swaying as it walked toward the humans at the edge.

"Is this the art of sword-control? To actually exceed a distance of five meters, and still be able to temporarily hold off someone with such peerless lightness skills," Elder Mu remarked.

The car door was pushed open, and a slightly darkened, thick, high-top military boot stepped steadily onto the road asphalt, where the dust had been blown away by the air blast, revealing a whitish surface.

If one were truly living inside a box, even if one wished to change things, it would be impossible to do so.

Mother Wu had served Lady Liang for many years. With a single glance at her expression, she knew that Lady Liang was thinking of that prematurely deceased son once again.

"Today's matter ends here." Evil light flickered within the long, narrow eyes, and an icy voice rang out. It caught everyone completely by surprise. No one had expected that this fellow, who had executed thirteen men without the slightest hesitation, would ultimately let go of the enemy's most crucial figure.

In the minds of the common folk, the emperor was more of a symbol than a real, living person.

Lin Lin lowered the noodles she had just picked up with her chopsticks. "How about I repay you with my body, how's that?" She looked at Yi Yichen playfully, raising an eyebrow.

"Gu Siyan, hand over Yuqiu to me immediately! Today, I am going to grind his bones to dust in front of everyone!" Beidou roared in grief and indignation, his tone brimming with a sense of command that brooked no refusal.

"The Kaiyang Peak has not had a peak master for hundreds of years," Bai Changhao said with a helpless shake of his head, speaking the truth aloud.

Ning Chen thought to himself, but he paid no more attention to Xu Lingyue. To Ning Chen, whether Xu Lingyue came or not would have no impact whatsoever on his slaughter of these people before him.

You might say that Guan Zhengping was already a provincial administration commissioner, but if you were to offer him a junior vice-minister post in one of the Six Ministries, I guarantee he would immediately strip off his commissioner's official robe and cast aside his commissioner's official hat.

She had never even imagined that one day the Soul Hall would be destroyed, let alone annihilated by a single teenage boy.

Lin Lin thought for a moment; she was currently on the second floor and saw a lawn down below. If she were to jump down, she probably wouldn't suffer any harm.

A telegram arrived from the regiment headquarters: three days ago, a battalion-strength force of Japanese devils set out from the provincial capital and was expected to arrive in Ling County in about two days, ordering the entire regiment to prepare for combat.

She had no idea when the disputes between them would end, nor when the grudge against the Ji family would ever be avenged.

Behind the mining pit, an elite villa served as the station for Tianlang's garrison troops. This mining pit was practically the lifeblood of Tianlang; they could afford to lose anything else, but not this. Therefore, their strongest combat strength was concentrated right here.

"You must be tired too. Go back to your room and get a good rest," Lady Wanyan had already walked to the door and spoke out.

Perhaps the dark hatred emanating from Princess Mingri was simply too obvious, for even the Empress Dowager noticed it. She turned her head slightly to look at her.