Who do you think you are, putting on an act!

The grandmother and grandson turned their gazes to Madam Meng Li, who knew best how much money the Meng family currently had left and whether it would be enough to tide them over this period.

Madam Meng Li felt as if she were sitting on pins and needles. Meeting Shopkeeper Li’s ingratiating smile, she had no choice but to move closer to the pair and lower her voice.

"The ready cash in the estate amounts to only about a thousand taels. If we could take out all the jewelry and valuables from every courtyard and sell them, we might get another thousand taels or so."

"However... even if Nianjie and Mengjie were willing, their husbands' families probably wouldn't agree! As for the remaining three unmarried—"

"Qingxi, how do you suppose Brother Qiang managed to mix so well here back then?" Yeying and Liu Qingxi leaned against the railing, embracing each other gently.

Jinse felt a chill in her heart. If things truly turned out this way—with the victor taking all and the vanquished facing certain ruin—the days left for the losing faction would be worse than death, making the loss of their lives almost seem like a luxury.

At this moment, Wang Jie, who was deep within the mountain range, had no idea that his good intentions had actually brought endless rumors and trouble to himself and his companions.

"Indeed, very powerful!" With a slight stir in his mind, Fan Xiaodong conjured a green glow. The armor immediately sank into his body and vanished. After sensing it for a moment, Fan Xiaodong smiled.

"Today went quite well overall." Ye Feng nodded, looking at the three figures sprawled on the ground.

Besides, the miraculous tactic of the jungler blind monk was quite good; even if Zhai Qihan had the heart to help, it would likely be difficult for him to make much of a difference.

In the past, this should have been a time of song, dance, and peace within the imperial palace, but today, a lingering sense of desolation involuntarily permeated the air. It silently seeped into people's hearts, sending a sudden chill through their bodies, while this loneliness watched from afar with a proud and aloof posture.

However, Wang Jie understood in his heart that at his stage, any further progress would multiply the difficulty exponentially. Reaching the true Emperor Realm was unimaginably hard.

"Following the crowd blindly—can't you live with a little bit of your own personality?" Wenren Ya cast a particularly pitiful glance at her, the meaning in those eyes not the least bit comforting.

Later, the Jurchens imitated this and created the chained-horse tactic, connecting several heavily armored cavalrymen with iron chains to form a single combat unit. This increased the stability of the combat unit, but because it further sacrificed their already meager mobility, it ultimately led to failure—even resulting in a defeat by the Southern Song's light infantry.

"Do you remember when your Brother Lin Tang met the yaksha ghost at Lanruo Temple, and when your eldest brother was chased by a snake demon? Since ghosts and demons exist in this world, why wouldn't foxes exist?" Since this was a world with ghosts and monsters, Shi Hui would not use the falsehood that there were no ghosts in the world to fool children.

It seemed everyone knew Lin Ning liked her, so they tacitly arranged for the two of them to sit together.

However, he could feel that the true qi stimulated by Ling Zihuan was growing increasingly faint, and even his breathing was suppressed into a disjointed rhythm.

"The Marquis of Xibo's divination skills are infallible; the King and all the eight hundred lords across the realm know this. As a lady residing in the inner chambers, could it be you have never heard of it?" Marquis Su demanded angrily.

Shi Hui and her two companions had arrived late and stayed in a Earth-grade room on the lower floor, whereas Lianchengbian and his party stayed in the Heaven-grade rooms on the upper floor. Feng Siniang's room adjoined Xiao Shilang's, yet she had disappeared from her room without Xiao Shilang noticing the slightest trace. If Feng Siniang had not left of her own accord but had been abducted, one could well imagine the martial arts mastery of the perpetrator.

"What does today's affair have to do with sixteen years ago? Is he not Ling Zihuan, is he not Wuye..." Tai Yuqi's eyes shone with brilliance.

With a creak, Xiujin calmly pushed open the captain's room door, only to see all his subordinates standing outside. Not a single one of them was able to maintain composure to handle the immediate situation, completely at a loss as to what to do.

Although Doctor Xu occasionally came to take He Lao San's pulse, Muzhen's heart still felt uneasy.

Looking up at the sky with a sigh, the young master's action made Wang Da虎 halt as well. Not understanding what was so interesting about the snow, he then heard his young master's voice.