Chapter 155: Worthless
Although it was not yet time for lunch, the tavern’s main hall was already occupied by many people resting. Located in the most prosperous district of the capital, this was a place of high foot traffic; even those not looking to dine would stop by for a pot of wine and a few side dishes to relax and chat. The tavern owner was a shrewd man who offered affordable, high-quality fare to attract the common folk, ensuring the establishment remained bustling. As long as you have the flow...
Li Xun had always been proud, and with his high level of cultivation, he remained vigilant yet entirely devoid of fear. Furthermore, a peerless beauty was watching coldly from afar. Having been enamored with Lu Xueqi since he first laid eyes on her ten years ago, he refused to lose face in her presence.
Every member of the Wu army's suicide squad tied six gourds around their waists, hoping that if they were knocked unconscious by an explosion, they would not sink to the bottom of the river and drown. It was a slim chance of salvation, though in the chaos of battle, such hope was pathetically meager.
Yet, no one answered this question. Everyone gazed toward the ancient city of Qinghua, watching the unfolding events of this late-night assassination.
However, beside Luo Yaoxiang, Dunst’s presence was not quite as significant; in fact, that was exactly what White intended to say.
Well, most people would not understand this reference yet, as it had not appeared; that would have to wait for the future.
For prominent Hong Kong figures and tycoons like Run Run Shaw and Stanley Ho, donating generously to disaster relief in the mainland was merely pocket change. Beyond the reputation it garnered, it was, in a sense, a form of political investment.
The Hippo tribe’s singing rippled like the vast Lake Lunga, then turned as fierce as a battlefield. The imagery of blood-soaked carnage seemed to recount a grand legend—a legend centered on the magnificent and tragic battle that once took place on the shores of Lake Lunga.
The various camps of the Taiping Army at Linghu, located within arm's reach, clearly held conflicting attitudes. Only a few camps sent troops to harass the Wu army's flanks, doing their best to alleviate the pressure on the defenders inside the city, while the majority remained motionless, refusing to extend a helping hand to their allies.
"How do you feel about this place?" Zhang Ziyi asked with a smile after sitting down.
"Hey, it's nothing at all. Don't worry, really, don't worry..." Luo Yaoxiang comforted the young woman. After all, she had his best interests at heart by passing the news along, which was kind of her.
In an instant, it felt as though a storm of blood and gore was raining down, and a foul, pungent stench immediately permeated the entire rear mountain cemetery.
It was a "divine punishment" circle for almost everyone; the only exception was the TE Tianlei team, who had landed in the fishing village.
An Muqing sat on the bed, her cheeks flushed and her expression slightly weary. She pulled back her silk-clad feet, wiped the sweat from her brow, and could not help but tease.
This was an incredibly brutal flight path, cutting diagonally across all the resource-rich areas where everywhere would be packed with people.
However, to Chu Ming’s surprise, he was not greeted by Xi'er’s sweet-toned "Welcome back," but by a scream filled with shyness.
Just as Li Shun was wondering if he should relax for a while, one of the Li family's thugs rushed in.
"Dr. Qin, I've tried calling several times, but I can't get through," the butler said anxiously to Qin Yuan.
The Old Man of Heavenly Derivation returned to his usual gentle tone, causing everyone in the sect's training hall to exhale in relief.
To take revenge for your younger sister peeping, you actually thought of making them do that kind of thing in front of you?
Ling Longqing had not expected Jingkou of the Mountain Group to be so daring as to come out and court death, so he quickly shouted a warning.
The moment Bai Ruoxi watched the other person leave, her gaze held a deep, somber darkness. Indeed, she had been unable to answer what Ye Feijue had just said.