Chapter 39: The Posting of the Results

Yu Li lowered his head and let out a low, muffled chuckle that sounded exceptionally terrifying and... desolate in the secret chamber?

Wei Zhuokang also wore a troubled expression upon looking at Jiang Liye. Although this proposal was quite good, its practical execution would be extremely difficult.

Giving Su Chuan a psychological blow before alchemy, but could his mid-Heaven Realm pressure really suppress Su Chuan?

According to Yuan's preliminary plan for the personnel arrangement of the Hubei Tutong, it was originally designated for his sworn prince, Duan Qirui. Because it was difficult to transfer Li into Beijing, Duan Qirui was sent out. Now that Li had entered Beijing and resigned, the obstacle had been removed. Therefore, on February 1st of the third year of the Republic, Yuan Shikai transferred Duan Qirui back to Beijing as Minister of the Army and appointed Duan Qirui as the Tutong of Hubei.

As for Bai Yiyi getting into the Second Prince's carriage, it was indeed true. Moreover, it was precisely because of Qin Yixuan that she had previously received the imperial decree for the marriage bestowal.

Yet he made no moves in business, and instead spent every day rushing around to handle the flood disaster, working alongside agricultural officials to dredge the drainage channels.

Joe only felt a sharp pain in the corner of his mouth. Enduring the agony, he pulled out that playing card, which even brought out a tooth along with it.

If Lu Yunyao were to witness this scene, she would likely be struck dumb with disbelief, considering she had never seen Mo Changjue yield to anyone like this.

However, this method was a lose-lose strategy where one hurt the enemy by a thousand while damaging oneself by eight hundred. In the end, she refrained from doing it and vented her frustration by tugging at the heir's hair.

After hanging up Tang Xinye's call, Fang Yishen gathered her thoughts, reorganizing the connections among her mother, the Peace Bureau, Madame Ryan, and WIN.

"Liu Yan, can you really not let go of Liu Xiangnan? Not even for my sake?" Xiao Zilan asked with a piteous expression, her beautiful eyes carrying a hint of expectation while seeming to ripple with a trace of disappointment.

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but remembering Elder Fu's words, the refusal came to a complete halt on his lips.

Following that, absolute silence fell outside. I had no idea what was happening, but based on guesswork, it must have been the intruder who had just broken in whispering something to someone.

"Master—" Hu Qingqing screamed, the roc's wings in her hand slashing directly into her own neck as fresh blood poured out.

Wu Peifu tested Yang Hongsen by offering his resignation to return to his hometown, and Yang Hongsen responded by treating him with the utmost courtesy of the Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage, inviting him to come out of retirement.

With no movement coming from Fujian, Chen Jiongming's enthusiasm naturally subsided. Without Yang Hongsen's full support, he lacked any drive for political maneuvers, figuring it would be more practical to pull off a few more deals in Hong Kong to make some extra cash.

The United States and Britain demanded that China reduce the number of its standing troops, but China opposed sweeping troop reductions. Unlike them, China bordered Soviet Russia, and the Bolsheviks posed a severe threat to China's security on land.

Tang Qi was grilling fish by a side bonfire, and the red-haired man sat right beside him, staring unblinkingly. The firelight reflected on his face, and Tang Qi actually caught a hint of nostalgic emotion in his gaze—an expression that made him look as though he were about to cry.

He was not some monstrous entity from the East who could chew on millennium-old ginseng like radishes and consume Heavenly Snow Lotus like Chinese cabbage. At the same time, his physical body was gradually exerting its function while absorbing this external energy.

"The hour is late, so how about everyone rests well and we deliberate on the strategies again tomorrow?" The generals all nodded and withdrew. Liao Xi did the same, returning to the large tent assigned by the military camp.

Wang Ziwei had older full brothers Wang Ziming and Wang Xiaoxiao, as well as a younger full brother about to be born to Lady Shen.

Meanwhile, Bakuron marched straight toward the Cretaceous invaders without the slightest concealment, while the latter appeared entirely unresponsive to Bakuron's approach.

Instead, there was an eerie stillness. Aside from the sounds of sea breezes and ocean waves, all human voices, ship motors, and steamship whistles had vanished completely.

Wang Xiuying had limited time, and her purpose was extremely clear. Therefore, after teasing Qiu'er's son for a while, Qiu'er carried the son out and sent in her husband, Manager Su of the jewelry shop, to report.

Although he did not fully understand what Chen Yutian had in mind, it did not prevent him from grasping Chen Yutian's mood.

Baron Taelos recently officially raised the banner of the Argent Dawn at Light's Hope Chapel, and he began recruiting all sentient races sympathetic to Lordaeron in the vicinity.

However, if an invisible hand was truly manipulating things behind the scenes, would he leave such an obvious loophole?

Meng Qingzhi grew anxious. Hadn't Xinyao said that the Grand Ancestor had arrived? If she left with her master now, wouldn't she miss the Grand Ancestor?

Wang Xiujing was Imperial Concubine Sun's only child, naturally cherished in the palm of her hand. Otherwise, she would not have voluntarily come to the estate to serve Lady Lin and take the punishment in Wang Xiujing's place.

If they failed to catch the eye of the Zhou family, they could only be sent back to Fang Heyi's training camp—a place resembling a modern orphanage—and be reassigned once they grew older.

Lin Tao helplessly gestured to the officer's subordinates before pulling this drunkard away from his body.

Zhang Huaming could still vividly remember that when he was enveloped by the endless magma, it felt like a distant call or a whispered murmur by his ear. Intermittent chanting echoed back and forth, lingering and wandering deep within his mind.

Perhaps there had simply been too many twists and turns lately: first catching a cold and running a fever after rushing back from Hainan, then falling into the water at the annual banquet, followed by filming rain scenes overnight—even the sturdiest constitution would be worn down by such ordeals.

Xi Xiangdong, however, kept calculating the time. The past few times they indeed hadn't used protection, and counting the dates, it was about right, though a hospital check was still necessary for confirmation.

Enjoying the blessings of multiple wives is no easy task! That was the truth; caring for one meant constantly fearing offending another. Fortunately, Liu Han and Song Rong'er were neither petty-minded people, which could be seen from the fact that Liu Han was able to welcome Song Rong'er into the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce.

Yet Prince Gufeng seemed completely indifferent to the killing intent radiating from Lin Tao's entire body, continuing to wail and shout ceaselessly to voice his grievances.

Shadow was waiting precisely for these words; otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed behind for two Honduran babes. His objective was first to see Elder Sun and then proceed together to the Dragon Sting headquarters, making the old man feel as though Shadow had come specially to welcome him, thereby demonstrating that Dragon Sting understood proper etiquette.

Su Weiliang pushed open the door to find Piaoran drinking her medicine. The entire room was filled with a thick, somewhat pungent scent of traditional Chinese medicine.

Upon hearing that he would be living with Guizhen, Mu Lichen's heart was filled with contradiction: she was pregnant now, and indeed someone should be by her side to take care of her. Yet, the look Guizhen had just given him held traces of hatred. He truly feared she might not be able to accept it.

He couldn't even clearly see Ye Ying's movements, forcing him into passive defense, and even defense was extremely difficult, let alone launching an offense. Time could not affect Ye Ying, nor could energy suppress Ye Fan. In a frontal assault, he was simply no match for Ye Ying, yet when it came to endurance of attrition, there was no way he could outlast Ye Ying.