Chapter 126: Reporting the Work

“Mm, the analysis is well founded and thoroughly reasoned. It should be almost certainly correct.” Lin Qingyun nodded in praise.

“These matters have little to do with me. Recently, I’ve only been responsible for organizing the troops and fighting. All of this was compiled and analyzed by Yang Junyan, who handles intelligence. His conclusions are also based on some recent movements by the Natural God Cult.” Wuyong took no credit for himself.

“Boss, would you like to meet him?”

Bringing up Yang Junyan again, Wuyong looked toward Lin Qingyun for an answer.

If—

Sylas was taken down outright by a full combo, followed by a W that revealed Karma behind him. He glanced over and saw that his Q ability had come off cooldown.

HDG’s mid-and-jungle duo were pushing the mid-lane outer turret. Zoe had also rushed back from the top lane to mid, and a Starflight from extreme range struck Trundle with perfect accuracy.

The time he had forcibly carved out was about to run out, and Yang Que did not continue using his authority to keep his parents there.

Luo Feng was right. Zhou Jingcheng had been thrown off rhythm by Wei Dong’s words, and he was already somewhat dazed. Earlier, when Luo Feng judged that Wei Dong might have a mental disorder, everyone had taken him for a fool. Zhou Jingcheng had underestimated him, never expecting Wei Dong’s logic to be so tight.

Han Xiaowu did not want to hold anyone back, so he hurried to Central Square first to inspect the cleanliness of the surroundings, especially for any littering. He checked whether the public facilities had been damaged and took the opportunity to see whether anyone was walking a dog without a leash or leaving dog waste uncollected. If he encountered citizens arguing and cursing at one another, he had to intervene promptly.

With both hands clasped behind his head, Yu Qiu contentedly exited the game, shut down the computer, and picked up his phone.

Unfortunately, they were now standing before the palace gate. Bai Mingzhu had been sternly instructed to observe proper decorum, and this maidservant was accompanying her as well. Besides, the girl had always been clever and quick-witted, so she naturally did not dare provoke trouble. She could only stammer out, “You… you… you…” before finding herself unable to say another word.

That was because there truly was not much time left. If everything went smoothly tomorrow, would she have to pack her things and prepare to flee?

The two of them walked amid the crowds. At such a late hour, they did not have to worry about being recognized—a rare taste of freedom and relaxation.

“Then come over yourself.” Lu Yebai revealed a faintly smug smile and indeed did not move any closer to him.

“Good girl. Haven’t you always said that you’re better than your cousin Liu Yuying? As long as you can hold out for three months, I promise she’ll never dare provoke you again!” Qu Ying felt like some strange auntie, shamelessly luring her innocent younger cousins with sugar-coated promises.

Luo Shao let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, thank goodness. Old Zhang was much more reasonable than he had expected; at least he would not be driven out with a broom.

The flying mantis, now transformed into pure silver, anxiously twisted its body. It was like putting clothes on a cat, shoes on a dog, or attaching some bizarre accessory to a Pokémon—every movement made them feel terribly awkward.

Perhaps the later battle between Shangguan Xianchen and the old Sect Master Zichen had been even more magnificent, but Zichen was not a swordsman. Thus, this was virtually the pinnacle of swordsmanship across more than a century.

This was the place where emperors had most often been buried throughout history. At that moment, before a humble cenotaph, a young man knelt in worship. The speck of light flew straight into the back of his head.

“Yes, yes. This subordinate understands.” Song Jian was terrified. He felt as though he had been targeted by a venomous snake and hurriedly acknowledged the order.

At that moment, the only person capable of resisting Xu Beiyou was Li Fenggu. As for Zhu Jiuyin, he was destined to wait until Xu Beiyou’s energy had weakened before making his move. After all, the three of them had joined forces not merely to drive Xu Beiyou back, but to ensure that the Sword Sect’s leader would remain forever in the Southern Border.

To ordinary people, the Inch-Heart Yin-Yang Hand was merely a pair of skillful hands capable of healing the sick. To the Gu family, however, it held an extraordinary significance.

The Southern Dynasty had recently become obsessed with Onmyoji. Every noon, they would shriek and shout while battling in the arena, and Chang’an Pumpkin Pie Fifteen Limited Company had already called several times to urge them along.