A strike prepared and hidden for decades

As soon as Zhang Chao began outlining his specific plan, he fully verified the truth of the maxim Lin Qingyun always believed in: leave professional matters to the professionals.

Hiding in the shadows and possessing numerous means, Lin Qingyun had killed Romanov and hijacked the transport team, yet his actions had failed to truly provoke a conflict between the Cult of Nature and the Huang family.

Zhang Chao was different; he had been wandering and surviving in Omsk for decades.

The person who understands you best is not necessarily yourself or your friends, but rather your enemy.

Gazing blankly out of the car window, Lucy never expected that the decisive and resolute Elsa could possess such a side.

He was also well aware of the underlying reason for Liu Cong’s final arrangement; some things were tacitly understood, making it unnecessary to spell them out.

After all, less than five minutes had passed from the moment the other party breached the area to the complete control of the surrounding chaotic scene.

Upon receiving the grain and forage, Pang De did not delay at all. Leading a force of ten thousand soldiers, he immediately set off to transport the supplies back, hoping to deliver them to the Han army camp by early tomorrow morning.

However, Granny Ghost was a supreme figure whose perspective existed on a completely different level; perhaps there was some profound hidden meaning behind all this.

No one could describe the brilliance and speed of that sword strike; no one could imagine it, and no one could evade it.

Yet on this particular day, while refining pills, Li Mian encountered a problem: a batch of pills with theoretically flawless formulation had unexpectedly exploded in the cauldron.

Liu Qingqing wanted to speak, but held back. In truth, there was no need for her to say anything at all; no matter who it was, everyone understood her meaning.

Returning to her room, Xia Shiguang closed the door behind her. She leaned against it powerlessly, unable to describe the swirling emotions in her heart.

Chen Hao nodded, asked for the address, and drove away, leaving behind the crowd surrounding the suicide scene.

To his astonishment, the equipment in his inventory turned out to be a hero set—and a complete, perfect-tier, second-turn hero set at that.

Su Eryou felt a twinge of guilt; he had just said that casually. That household was merely well-off, far from being wealthy tyrants.

Even though the rain had not entirely stopped and the sun had not yet broken through the clouds, the elites of the Suiming and Yanzi tribes felt as though they could already feel the sunlight bathing their bodies.

"In that case, you didn't see who dropped this animal-skin scroll?" Gao Min's ecstatic mood calmed down, and his intellect finally returned to his brain.

The rain washed down relentlessly, yet it could never wash away the sorrow in his heart. Tears streamed down his cheeks and fell to the ground; crying harder and harder, he finally buried his head in his arms and wept aloud.

"My apologies, patron, but the potion you requested is sold out," the shopkeeper said, bowing deeply to Ye Zhong with an apologetic expression.

Though more than a month had passed since he first stepped into this courtyard, Yun Mu had never yet carefully inspected the scenery within.

Even with Ye Zhong's extraordinary intellect, he was momentarily dumbfounded. What kind of situation was this? He was the one who had beaten someone up, yet Wu Tian, the tyrant of Star City, was the one expelled. Most importantly, the principal even asked if he was satisfied, as if they would re-handle the matter if he wasn't.

Pushing open the door, one entered a remarkably luxurious hall. The tables and chairs within were crafted from top-quality spirit wood, a massive purple jade screen was hand-embroidered with a scene of a hundred ghosts making sacrifices, and even the drapes hanging from the beams were woven from the finest spirit wood threads.

"The true Azure Lake Blue Lotus is about to bloom," Lan Xin said, staring at the ceaselessly changing flower with exceptional excitement. Her eyes revealed an expression unknown to others, though a discerning few managed to catch it.

"You're my son, why shouldn't I care? The lighting here is too outdated and fails to keep up with modern trends, so I brought back some fine items from a lighting company. As for the television, I've upgraded it to a large screen for you, and by the way, I also replaced your bed with a Simmons mattress." Li Dan smiled faintly, his eyes filled entirely with care for his son.

For a moment, the powerful figures present were stunned. Why would Jiuge thrust forth such a terrifying sword strike? Even some of the hidden prodigies were utterly shocked, while simultaneously marveling at the sheer terror of Ziwei Emperor Jiuge's strike, as the peak power piercing the heavens was displayed beyond a doubt.