34 Correspondence

She wondered to herself: Xiao Hengxi clearly detested Mo Bei, so why wouldn't he let her leave? Could it be that he intended to humiliate her in public?

Sitting blankly on the ground, her stomach rumbling with hunger, Ye Yunyi recalled the previous moments and felt as if she had just had a dream, though she could not remember what it was about.

Qi Mo explained it quietly, considerately mindful that since everyone was arriving in the capital for the first time, it was natural for them to feel flustered in such a situation; thus, he had prepared them in advance before the officials came to inspect.

She set down her long, slender legs and looked down at the prince kneeling on the ground, eyeing him as if he were a foul insect.

The bullet grazed the ear of the Buddha statue and embedded itself in the window frame above Chen Gan’s head, causing him to shrink down in terror.

Some people even marry a pig or a tree, and at the very least, the priests there would not be surprised at all.

She offered no further explanation, heading straight to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of vegetable and fried-egg noodles for Lin Zimo.

Chen Xi expressed his sincere gratitude, which made Ivan feel as if the distance between himself and Mu En had grown even wider.

What annoyed Song Lingyue even more was her lingering suspicion that Qi Mo’s parents were not ordinary people.

She had once suspected that Mengmeng’s mother might have passed away, for otherwise, she would not be absent, a thought that stirred some whimsical notions.

I looked up at the earthen platform, growing angrier by the minute. To think that such a pathetic pile of dirt had almost ruined my lifelong reputation! I could only imagine how that fool Qu Pangtou would mock me for it later. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became; I spat on the ground and kicked the wall of the earthen platform.

Once the lines outlining the strange beast began to glow, the activation was complete, and a portal appeared out of thin air upon the wall.

I did not stop Er Dagan from moving forward, but I lowered my voice to give him a word of caution.

Yuan Qiuhua said, "You raise them; I cannot object, and I must even help you raise them—is that what you call being kind?"

Yuan Qiuhua continued, "What right do you have to tell me to get out? I opened this shop, I rented this house, and I support this family. If anyone is getting out, it’s you! I don’t rely on you for my livelihood, yet you act like a prize, thinking I want to fight over you with others? Do you take me for a dog that would eat filth?"

The battle in the sky had paused for the moment, but it continued on the ground, where the vanguard’s artillerymen were firing with such desperation that their gun barrels glowed red-hot.

Thus, Li Zongren sent a telegram to Chiang Kai-shek while ordering a full-scale retreat to organize a defense in Chongqing. As for the telegram to Chiang, it was merely to inform him of the situation on the front. Whether to flee or how to proceed was Chiang’s business; at least he had fulfilled his duty.

Especially for countries like Britain and France, which had been beaten into helplessness by Germany, China’s victory brought them hope. Telegrams poured into the Nationalist Government, first to offer congratulations, and second, to demand that troops be sent to continue the fight against the Japanese.

"Although my financial resources aren't enough to do it yet, as long as we work hard together, nothing is impossible, right?" An Zeyu said.

"Hmph!" Cangqiao, seeing how stubborn this large beast was, grew annoyed. He drew a skinning knife from his belt, activated his magic shield, and charged at the Wing-Rending Demon, which was still tearing at the potatoes.

Previously, due to the defensive capabilities of the Rongo Rongo ring, he had focused entirely on attacking forward, ignoring the seven or eight men behind him. Thus, once the damage absorbed by the ring reached its limit, the first injuries he sustained came from behind.

Setting aside Dong Ruyue’s merit in saving the heirs of Prince Qing and Prince Jin, her current favor at court was such that she didn't even hold the young master of the Prince Dai estate in high regard.

In particular, Old Master Wang held great prestige even in the capital; with him speaking up, who would dare to blacklist Chen Mo? Were they tired of living?

Before long, the Empress and Consort De took their leave; a day's plan starts in the morning, and they could not afford to stay too long.

"So you are the divine doctor Bin; I hear you are quite capable, even able to neutralize the poison of the Seven-Star Soul-Severing Needles." The man in black’s voice was eerie and sinister, making one’s skin crawl.

Wang Yicheng’s words just now had been spoken in a fit of anger, but they left Wang Yizong’s expression particularly unsightly, and he remained speechless for a long time.

Dong Ruyue asked in a low voice, "Royal Uncle, was my arrangement not satisfactory?" This was the most prudent plan she could conceive.

After a journey of a day and a night, the American merchant ship arrived at the Three-Vehicle Islands, thirty miles north of Dalian Bay.

If not for the fact that it was a clone, achieving the status of a Sun Star Lord would have reached the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal, but limited by the vessel of a clone, it could only reach the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"Commander Cao, why are you waiting here?" Chen Hui stepped off the helicopter, offered a military salute, and looked with some surprise at the old man wearing the rank of lieutenant general.

The two found a quiet private room, ordered their dishes, and once the water boiled, they began to eat and chat.

"I’m just making a living in A-Xing’s group," Xu Man said with a light chuckle, casting a meaningful glance at Li Xing.