Chapter 58: Curing Your Mouth

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Lu Mingfei gave Caesar a thumbs-up, clearly in strong agreement. As the saying goes, when poor, use tactical maneuvers; when rich, just bomb it. If one bomb can’t solve the problem, then use a thousand, even ten thousand. Lu Mingfei felt this was the most fitting way for humanity to combat the dragons.
Fingal’s judgment was mistaken; the swimming pool posed no real problem for him. At most, it slightly interfered with his already somewhat flawed perception, but he persistently sensed without a moment’s lapse. His objective remained clear from beginning to end.
Aside from normal work communication, he always kept his distance from Lin Feifei, as if afraid she might strike at the slightest disagreement.
Suddenly, like a gust of wind, the black-clad figure who had just saved Luo Jianxin appeared before Xue Qinghe.
A hand landed on Ying’s shoulder, pushing her aside. Yuan Zhisheng advanced instead of retreating, his expression calm and unresisting as three inches of snow pierced his shoulder, blood flowing freely.
Su Zhinen also noticed Luo Zhengkun entering earlier at the banquet hall’s entrance, unsurprised. After all, being stood up by Old Brown, it was only expected Luo Zhengkun would come to claim some advantage.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun felt the power boost from Ning Rongrong and, strengthened considerably, immediately unleashed ranged soul skills, attacking Luo Jianxin.
Bai Qing received a warning; the formation plate in her hand spun, flashing with spiritual light, instantly setting up barriers in all directions.
Su Yang, Mao Buyi, and the staff at the endpoint boarded the production team’s vehicle. The vehicle moved very slowly, occupants peering outside while shouting Ma Boqian’s name.
Recently, he had been busy refining artifacts and had no time. If Chen Li were to go to Mountain City in the next few days, he would definitely refuse without hesitation. If the stay was too long, he would also reject it, as he still needed to help Luo Dashan suppress his cancer cells. Leaving too long, Luo Dashan simply couldn’t endure.
However, first, Committee Member Bai had invited me for a private talk, then a street shooting incident occurred. Time slipped away unknowingly, and today I was definitely too late to visit Hu Yanqing.

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“What a coincidence, I’ve been thinking about the Empress Dowager’s cloud mist tea here, and thought to trouble you for a cup.” The Dowager Empress, upon hearing this, exchanged a glance with Mo Zuosi and smiled.
This was a passive response; in fact, there was also an active approach: luring the enemy deep inside. However, I haven’t fully thought this through yet, so I didn’t mention it.
“All right, it’s a deal!” When Tao Hua turned back, her face was radiant with a brilliant smile.
An Jing shook her head quietly, pulled out her arm. “Oscar, for his sake, I must take this risk.” Saying this, she ignored everyone’s objections and slipped into the deep sea like a fish.
Thinking of this, Wang Cheng bowed even more respectfully in reply. Seeing Nie Yuansheng finish his chicken soup, still looking somewhat weary, he busied himself helping him lie down again, then quietly left.
His dozen or twenty subordinates, seeing Fu Qingfeng bring so many people over, grew fearful. Once the first fled, the second and third followed in quick succession. Before any fight broke out, they had all scattered.
Si Tengfeng glanced briefly at Xue Jiao, who kept her eyes lowered and silent. He tightened his grip on his arm, chuckled heartily, then said, “Beloved consort, are you unhappy? In about three days... Prince Yi and the princess should also have arrived in Nanjia by then…” His tone lingered, likely trying to gauge Xue Jiao’s reaction.
Bai Muxue generally did not attend classes in this teaching building. Yan Lan had asked why, and she replied that the large classes were too long and most of the content wasn’t to her liking, so she simply didn’t come.
“That’s because Yan Lan was worried about Yu Zhenzhen, so she hastily changed clothes and rushed over,” Bai Muxue added.
“Thank you, Empress Dowager.” Xing Nu looked somewhat surprised at the Dowager Empress and Ling Han. Since Qin Lan left, she had indeed lost a helper to manage those affairs. Han Rushuang obeyed her orders but always retained some suspicion. After all, Rupi had caused her demise. She didn’t know if Han Rushuang was truly scheming.
“Sigh...” Wang An sighed helplessly, caught between a rock and a hard place. At this point, he no longer had the strength to control the battle. The main force of Liu Feng, stationed a hundred miles south, was enough for him to handle. If the rear guard were lost, he must break through and retreat south; otherwise, he would be trapped here, doomed to die.

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The Return Sword! Should I take it or not? Although Old Ou had said the sword must not fall into others’ hands, this time the reward for winning the Yan Prefecture Sword Contest was this very sword. To take it for myself... wouldn’t that be breaking my word for personal gain?
Lin Chen’s strength had reached the peak of a nine-star swordsman. Having mastered so many sword techniques and secret footwork, and with a beginner-level attached spirit sword, he could easily slay these trash with a flick of his hand.
Before long, the sound of strings and bamboo instruments drifted from outside, a festive tune that immediately conveyed a celebratory atmosphere.
“Our set sells for five hundred silver each at home. If I break them down, each card can be sold for ten silver. There are one hundred and twenty cards in total, so that would fetch twelve hundred silver, enough to buy two sets!” Beibei calculated.
Because of these two matters, Lin Chen’s reputation among the junior students at Xiangling Academy spread increasingly.
Why did his heart feel a faint pain when thinking of this question?
At this moment, two thousand Xiongnu cavalry turned their horses’ heads and led the way. Ma Gong took the reins from a follower, mounted a yellow-maned horse, and rode side by side with Xubu Tu, heading into the city.
Tian Guang suppressed his emotions and then slowly said: “To be precise, our allied forces of five thousand troops were defeated. Although Bei Baifei was defeated, our alliance lost not a single soldier. But in the end, we still lost to Bei.”