Chapter 59: The Caged Fish of the Beautiful King 17

"Prince Corey is a prince, and it is only right that he should have whatever he desires."

Lu Ningshi's eyes were slightly red-rimmed.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and offered the assembled guests a bitter yet breathtaking smile.

"Never mind, this matter is of no importance. Today, all you distinguished lords have taken time out of your busy schedules to attend our banquet, and we must host you properly. We must not let other matters ruin your fine moods."

The crowd stared at Lu Ningshi in astonishment, as if they never expected her to utter such words.

Liang Bi was unable to help. Zhao Chongshan currently managed the Education Bureau and had little connection to the public security system. After much deliberation, Zhang Kun concluded that he had no choice but to trouble Elder Ye.

The surface of the touch was icy cold. Logically speaking, the wooden flagpole should have long since vanished and weathered away with the wind, yet these objects, including the banner itself, seemed as unchanged as they were when the battle first took place, without the slightest trace of alteration.

Liang Bi's perspective was that if a dog bites you, there is no need to bite it back; after all, it is a dog, but you are a human.

The combat boots were heavy because, in addition to the rubber soles, an anti-stab steel plate was fitted in the middle to provide better protection for the legs.

Gu Yan was also a master of the spear. He wielded a black soft profound spear, which was top-tier among low-grade primordial weapons. His thrusts were like a dragon emerging from the depths, with an momentum akin to a volcanic eruption. Piercing the air with a sharp, shrill whistle, a half-foot-long spear tip materialized right in front of Gao Ge.

"Ha-ha, not bad. With such lovely weather, why haven't you gone out to play? There are many scenic spots with breathtaking views nearby. You haven't been to them yet, have you?" Zhao Linchang asked with a smile.

"Jianxue, have you conceded defeat?" Jin Yuying asked, turning her head. Judging by her expression, she felt a mixture of slight disappointment and a sense of release.

Back then, Wu Zihou had agreed to spare Lin Nantian and his son not only because Qiu Qingyue had paid a heavy price, but also because she had promised him never to step foot outside the Wind Spirit Sect again.

"The Yellow Springs Lotus is about to manifest, and no fewer than sixty or seventy mighty beings with divine powers have come to this place these past few days. Can you possibly stop them?" Sha Tongtian roared to the heavens, his dragon tail thrashing.

It was rare for Sucheng to be so respectful and courteous, and I dared not be negligent either. After waiting for the attendant to announce us, we walked in with lowered heads, and upon reaching the center of the grand hall, we knelt and performed a deep Daoist obeisance.

The "Miracle Doctor" smiled triumphantly at Fang Chen, curling the corners of his mouth, and leisurely walked around him to leave the villa.

Roughly half of Lu Lingxue's nervous tension stemmed from awe of his power, while the other half was connected to the Li family he had just mentioned.

The group led by Wu Kui, who had been advancing from afar, saw their utterly dejected expressions instantly transform into an energetic and spirited demeanor the moment they were about to enter the village.

"Shut up!" Archer barked in a low voice, veins bulging on his forehead. Several times he could barely resist reaching for the object concealed behind his back, but in the end, he forced himself to endure.

Ever since traversing into this world, the boundless whimsical ideas within his mind far surpassed those of others. Coupled with the original body's immensely formidable physique—even having lost the power of the Holy Body, he had once climbed to the peak—this was an immutable fact.

Marita and Betis cleared the dining table and the kitchen, while Bai Su lay on a rocking chair in the courtyard, pillowing his head with both hands, staring up at the pitch-black night sky in deep thought.

Although the Great Luo Golden Immortals did not perish, out of the more than fifty Great Luo Golden Immortals present, forty-seven were left dead in this melee and friendly fire—an absolute rarity in Lingyun City over the past nearly one hundred thousand years.

Leng Rongrong's words were delivered with a calm, faint smile, as though Gao Jiajing placing her life in the hands of a man was something utterly ridiculous.

Under Shi Ganzhand's lead, Ning Fan successively utilized dozens of stellar-region-level ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays before managing to be transported to the mid-mountain of Mount North Pole.

The captain hauled the soldier up from before the deity's statue, making him draw his longsword to display his strength.

Although Jochen's tone was entirely flat, everyone could perceive that His Majesty the Emperor was in a foul mood.

At the same time, nighttime visibility plummeted drastically, and the distance at which enemies could be spotted decreased sharply. Since their own quasi-dreadnoughts lacked high speeds, they were highly vulnerable to attacks from light vessels. Consequently, Diederichs also signaled Pachner's cruiser squadron to press ahead of the battle line to help intercept any potential harassment.