Volume 1, Chapter 29: I Originally Intended to Kill You, First Light

Under Zhou Wei’s cold, scrutinizing gaze, Chu Guang felt a prickle of dread crawl across her scalp.

She pressed a hand to her forehead and walked back toward the campus.

It was only noon. The sun was blazing, and the campus was largely deserted.

"Strong? Perhaps far stronger than I’ve described. After all, no one has truly seen the full extent of their hidden strength," Meng Fei said with a wry, bitter smile, before continuing.

However, the internal injuries he sustained were severe. Having been slammed squarely into the ground by the demon bear, the consequences for his physical frame were all too predictable.

"Consider this a condition if you must, but forget it—the shamanic treasure may not have manifested yet, but it is already as good as mine," Chen Qiang said, clenching his fist.

"That’s right, that is the feeling of being in love. Whether it’s deep or not, I can’t say, but the bitterness you feel in your heart is a measure of how deep that love runs," Chen Qiang said with a long, weary sigh.

Immediately, Feng Le intensified the power of his Yin-Yang True Essence, which allowed Lan Yan’s power to become nearly indistinguishable from his own.

In Zhou Ying’s eyes, Zhang Xuewu had become a towering, courageous man of action. If they were alone in a room at this moment, she would have surrendered the most precious thing she had guarded for years without a second thought.

Ling Feng sat in the bathtub, lost in deep thought for a moment, before saying, "Let’s put the Hangzhou matter on hold. Once Gao Fei’s health improves, we’ll head to Jiangcheng together."

"But I’m really fine now," Xi Yizheng said, patting her chest to show she had fully recovered.

As the four of them retreated from the drawing room, more guards began to close in. Seeing this, Nie Feng smiled and tightened his grip, causing Yue Lan to let out a soft groan.

Historically, when the country was in dire straits on the front lines, the most elite forces were withdrawn to fight in the Yunnan-Burma theater. Meanwhile, elite domestic units like the 74th Army were only being issued five bullets per soldier each month—not to mention the ragtag local forces, whose burning passion could hardly withstand the Japanese steel.

Pang Mu agreed with this sentiment. One must lose something in life; compared to health, money, or power, what is mere pride?

A monarch favored by the people can secure his throne through prestige alone. As long as he lives, he remains the master in the hearts of the people, and anyone who betrays or kills him will be condemned and reviled by the masses.

"I think you should go to the Centennial Gala. Back then, I told you not to join the Beigong Alliance, but you insisted on seeing what the Beigong family was like today." The Beigong family of today was a far cry from what it once was.

She raised her slender hand, offering one glass to Wuming while bringing the other to her own lips. Seeing that Wuming remained unmoved, she whispered, "Then Wan'er... shall go first as a sign of respect." Draining the glass in one gulp, Liu Wan'er dropped it to the ground, and as she did, the thin gauze of her dress slipped from her shoulders, pooling slowly at her feet.

As the saying goes, the barracks are permanent, but the soldiers are transient; few people remain at a single embassy for five, six, or seven years.

Zhao Tianyu did not finish his sentence, but knowing it in his heart was enough; there was no need to complicate a single matter by splitting it into two.

By the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was standard for an emperor to have only one reign title, which is why they were often referred to by those titles.

He was about the same age as Lu Jinchuan, yet he was rumored to be preternaturally composed for his years, possessing formidable skills—otherwise, he would not have been managing the Yan family’s main corporation at just over thirty.

"Whether we break away or not is our business—what does it have to do with you?" Shen Yanqiu glared at him and snapped.

Yet, even if the matter remained unresolved, they were not the only ones returning to the Fengqi Continent; Dongfang Baiyi and Xiling Nuo were also making the journey.