Volume 1, Chapter 64: Taken Away
Nameless smiled even more indifferently, pulled a token from his bosom, spun it around in his hand, and tossed it to Feng Zhongyang. "Of course Your Highness doesn't recognize this humble servant. If you did, I'm afraid you wouldn't need to stay alive in this world anymore."
Feng Zhongyang caught it, turned it over and over to inspect it for a long time, and then furrowed his brow as he spoke. "This is... a token of the Hidden Dragon Guards."
The Hidden Dragon Guards were the emperor's exclusive secret operatives.
Zhao Fuxin was shaken to his core. He had intended to return home just to savor the memory of Linhe's beauty, only to find Yue Yun's words hitting the nail right on the head. Zhao Fuxin knew that the one he loved was Ice Lotus, and that his feelings for Linhe were merely appreciative, but who could tell what the future might hold?
"Dammit, I almost forgot that old scoundrel Li Yuan has a hundred-percent accuracy with his archery, piercing a willow leaf at a hundred paces. Back in the day, he won the match of shooting the peacock screen before marrying Empress Dou." Xiao Shiqian clutched the wound on his shoulder and took a step back, his complexion as dark as night.
Glancing at the live-streaming screen on the computer, it was broadcasting the title sponsorship advertisement for Baojing Group, signaling that the event was indeed about to begin.
Under normal circumstances, he might have left such matters to his subordinates to handle, but Changle was a brother he valued quite a bit, and one who would hold great utility in the future.
Li Chengqian let out a yawn and rubbed his eyes. Having just gotten out of bed, his steps were still somewhat unsteady, and his lower back felt a bit fatigued.
Children around the age of ten were just at the age when they loved to act spoiled before their parents, yet at this very age, the brother and sister had to endure far, far more than other children of the same age.
After the reporters who could no longer hold back finished asking their questions, seeing that no one was answering them, they consciously and unconsciously grew quiet by degrees.
The press conference was a resounding success. Even before it concluded, "Yao Weixing" sent a congratulatory text message.
"That's right, even Director Xu lost his temper. I suppose Li Chunnian wouldn't dare pull something like that. Still, it would be great if those unprofessional supporting actors could be replaced," Pei Yueyue muttered to herself.
Ling Su felt a growing sense of astonishment, but upon seeing the prefect running over, she still shouted out a guarded warning, her gaze darting back and forth behind him at several bailiffs.
If there truly were other people present, it could only mean that their strength far surpassed his own, to the extent that he could not detect them at all.
"Benefactor, there is no need to go to such expense. If I am able to enlighten them, it will also be a great accumulation of merit," Master Xuyun pushed away the spirit stone in Liu Xing's hand and said.
Early the next morning, Liu Xing and the others were summoned to the conference room once again. Liu Xing found it rather peculiar; weren't they usually gathered on the playground? Why were they meeting in the conference room today?
The disciples of the Wuwei Sect gate, however, found nothing out of the ordinary, having previously accompanied Fairy Yubi to the Biqing Palace, where those two nameless cities similarly lacked any garrison guards.
"Could it be... could it be that I've reached the Golden Core stage?" Liu Xing thought in disbelief, but the sudden transformation of his dantian had made his once scar-riddled body as good as new.
"If I win, during the time I am away, not only are you forbidden from harassing my clansmen and village, but you must also be responsible for protecting their safety," Zhang Gang said.
I had assumed they had realized their mistake, but the email still landed in my inbox.
"Isn't that Wang Jianguo an old acquaintance of your father? Could he possibly turn against us?" Erhu stretched his neck forward from the back row and asked.
Everyone continued to gaze in all directions, yet there was still no movement; the only sound to be heard seemed to be the howling of the mountain wind.
The enemies on the left and right flanks, caught completely off guard, had focused their primary energy on outflanking the front position of the First Battalion. Struck suddenly by overwhelming firepower, before they could even turn their barrels to counterattack, they were mowed down in droves.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Lin Yiwan hastily put on an expression of nonchalance, picking up the phone she had tossed aside. However, she stared blankly for a long time at a message glowing on the screen: Your mother's culinary skills are wonderful; I will come to pay another visit next time.