Volume One, Chapter 93: Sunset Cloud Valley

At that moment, an urgent knocking came from outside the door.

“My lord, my lady, the results of the court’s investigation are out!”

Lin Wanting and Murong Yunyi exchanged glances, both seeing tension and unease reflected in the other’s eyes.

“Come in,” Murong Yunyi said in a low voice.

“Compared to the regular army, the discipline in the auxiliary company will be somewhat more relaxed. Especially for you—I’ve secured the greatest possible freedom. I believe you’ll be satisfied with this outcome,” Lian Cheng continued.

“Tieta, you have no reason to be resentful. You didn’t lose this match unjustly. Although I don’t like to say it, sometimes talent simply can’t be made up for by hard work,” the God of War spoke.

“The demolition isn’t finished yet!” Reminded by Lei’s urging, Zhen finally remembered the task at hand, and thinking of how he’d forgotten his original purpose, was seized by a fresh wave of guilt. Even so, as he flew toward “Julius VII,” he couldn’t help but glance back at the battle behind him.

As the magistrate of Tianzhang County, Bao Zheng was responsible for helping search for any missing citizens. Therefore, he asked Master Gongsun to create a portrait of Liang Duo based on Madam Liang’s description, posted reward notices throughout Tianzhang County, and dispatched officers to conduct the search.

Madam Ding was, of course, furious: “You—” But before she could finish venting her anger, Caiyu struck her down with a wave of her hand.

The succession of unexpected events finally left the students wide awake. Some of the sharper-minded among them seemed to have realized something, and began organizing the others to remain calm.

Zixuan added, “Now that the Lady Protector’s residence and my own are connected by marriage…” She clasped her fists and saluted Grand Duke Qian.

Aside from the field battles, on the other side, players from Ironblood, Proud World, and Red Dust also gave their all. Though not all their members were as elite as those on the front lines, these battles favored overwhelming numbers; as long as they had enough people, they could smother the opposition, leaving them no room to breathe.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, gradually growing accustomed to the gentle radiance. He felt himself enveloped by the soft light, a sensation akin to returning to the safety of his mother’s womb—serene, peaceful, and utterly reassuring.

“Alright, I’ll take you back to your dormitory first to shower, collect your clothes and daily necessities. Tomorrow morning, you’ll leave for the Imperial Garden Villa with me, and there’ll be no need for any last-minute rush.” Ye Shao started the car, no longer waiting for Wei Yang and the others behind, stepped on the accelerator, and sped off toward the city.

“No wonder you’re so ruthless!” Watching his subordinates revived only to be instantly slaughtered again, Bloodshade the Undead’s complexion turned a deep, livid purple. In his eyes, a clear fire of hatred blazed.

“Haven’t I given you enough time? In a single night you could have had a child, so what are you still dawdling for?” Old Mo erupted once again, his eyes coldly fixed on the two brothers.

The fat, big-eared man never expected Ye Shao would strike without warning. Covering his face, he froze for a second, then, terrified, bolted out of the hotel, his legs pounding like two elephants.

Lin Fei struck Nangong Shi at the temple, knocking him unconscious, then teleported him into the city.

Deep in Zhang Yang’s heart was the wish to use his own strength to trample those arrogant Japanese beneath his feet. Only by utterly defeating them with real power could he truly shatter their conceited confidence and give them a taste of genuine contempt.

“But now it’s growing right on my forehead. What if the blood clan wants to use it?” Momo murmured, touching her brow.

From the top of the tower, far higher than the tallest building in Mohr City, one could look down on the entire city from a distance of five hundred meters.