Chapter 152: Unequal Distribution of Spoils; Let's Smash Them Up

Lin Qingyun spoke nonchalantly, neither showing anger nor saying anything else.
"Mr. Hai..."
Zhang Chao cried out in panic, but the communication had already been cut off. When Zhang Chao tried to reconnect, the other end refused any further transmission.
At the highest peak of the Three Demons Mountain military camp, Wu Yong stood behind Lin Qingyun with a face full of fury.
"The effect has indeed been achieved; they genuinely believe it is all thanks to them. We withstood the beast tide, fought the grand demons, and captured the Three Demons Mountain, yet now all the benefits are handed over to him..."
The head of Hell was named Du Zhou. Anyone who knew him could not help but shudder. Sima Qian could not possibly be unaware of just how "harsh" the current Commandant of Justice was.
Looking at Yongyan's serene face and the joy at the corners of his mouth, I thought silently to myself: Would Lu Congmian ever possess such a tender father's joy?
Brother Li said the grand opening had been tentatively set for nine days later and asked if we had any opinions. After all, this business was jointly established by everyone.
"It is not really some wondrous strategy. It is just that this old man does not need to go to such great lengths as Brother Liang, nor am I as thoroughly versed in the secret gossip of the inner palace as you. I merely wish to cater to the Emperor's preferences, which in truth boils down to a single word." Wen Tiren reined in his words and smiled benignly as he looked at them.
"The immortal Qi here is sufficient for me to undergo a proper breakthrough." Xu Chen's eyes brightened. With a movement of his feet, he plunged into the immortal Qi-laden subterranean cavern.
Wu Sangui felt secretly disheartened and remained silently unresponsive. Qiu Minyang sighed and said, " Defending Songshan to the death is no solution either. The eastern side of Songshan Fortress relies on the mountain, yet its fortification has never been as strong as Ningward's. Now the Qing forces also possess Red Barbarian cannons; if they attack the city from the heights of the mountain, the entire city will be reduced to dust." The crowd listened with trepidation, whispering among themselves from time to time.
Chen Hu was stunned for a moment, and then overwhelmed with joy—three thousand experience points! How bountiful! Immediately, he swam toward the whale shark. Upon reaching its side, he found himself unattacked; indeed, there had never been a single recorded incident of a whale shark voluntarily assaulting a human.
Wen Wanqing lowered her head in silence for a while, then said, "Thank you for your concern! But what I want to say is that if I truly am to leave the temple, that item must be taken with me. Rest assured, I will not trouble you; I shall find a way myself." With that, she readied herself to get off the bed and leave.
Meanwhile, Yan Zheng, the head of the Penal Hall, was stripped of three years' worth of spiritual stone stipends and ordered to undergo seclusion and self-reflection for a year. His duties were temporarily taken over by Yu Jianglong, the original deputy head of the Penal Hall.
"Your younger brother believes that the loss of Guangning stemmed from the discord between the military governor and the pacification commissioner. Grand Coordinator Xiong advocated for a defensive stance, while Governor Wang focused entirely on an offensive approach. Naturally, their commands were contradictory, making it impossible to mobilize troops or deploy generals. With such erratic advances and retreats, how could one possibly defeat the enemy and secure victory?" Yuan Chonghuan's gaze was piercing. In the span of a breath, he discussed the momentous affairs of the realm, faintly emanating an oppressive and forceful aura.
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"Okay, if I get the chance, I'll come back to find you, I promise." At this moment, apart from offering such comforting words, Chu Sian seemed to have nothing better to say to Duanmu Linglong.
"Hehe, are you going to weep and beg for mercy, pleading for my forgiveness?" Even Rod couldn't help asking with a trace of amusement. He had seen idiots before, but such an utter fool was truly a first.
In Chu Sian's field of vision, the level of threat was categorized by Sky Eye into nine tiers, represented most intuitively by stars.
"This has nothing to do with me. The hospital doesn't belong to my family, and we all just follow orders from above. I suggest you go find Dr. Zheng Tian; he is your husband's attending physician, rather than coming to me. It's his shift today anyway, so you can find him in his office," said the doctor.
Hearing that Ma Qian'an had finally abandoned that terrifying theory and agreed to try one more time, Zhou Yucheng's eyes regained a glimmer of luster. Ma Qian'an was full of crafty ideas; if he were willing to give it his all, he could still come up with some solutions and mobilize certain folks to carry out the Anti-Japanese United Army's policies.