Chapter 149: Internal Strife on the Island

Across the vast, azure ocean, a sky-blue flying boat sailed slowly through the air.

On the vessel stood a man and a woman, who were none other than Shen Xin and Tang Ziran.

"Brother, this direction we're heading in isn't the way back to Tangxin Island."

Sifeng was utterly confused. Mimicking the tone the gentleman "Zhuge" had once taught her, she said, "Godfather, is there something wrong with my voice?" Her words were spoken slowly and heavily, completely stripped of her usual style.

Afterward, Wang Yan also cast a regretful glance at Bian Bi'an before scurrying away after her close girlfriends.

"What evidence do you have to prove you are a special envoy? As a special envoy, why would you come all alone?" They had to interrogate him thoroughly before they could let anyone in.

Andrew did not finish the rest of his words in one breath. Evidently, he also knew that once such a revelation was made public, the image of the Holy See in the hearts of the Holy Sons would instantly shatter, and some might even find it impossible to accept.

Making such a grand and imposing fuss was definitely not for the sake of this young man; rather, it was likely intended to intimidate the forces standing behind him.

However, their martial arts were not weak either, and they were completely unaffected by the drug control. Meanwhile, the manpower on their own side was limited, and since it was the middle of the night, it was the time when human concentration was at its lowest.

"If not that, then this, Brother. You must want this, right?" Liu Dejiang handed him a savings passbook.

Du Bian's new policies had been implemented in the three southwestern provinces for only about eight months, yet astonishing changes had already taken place.

Yet, because of her remark, everyone's gaze instantly converged on Sifeng, who was hiding behind the pillar. Each of them wore expressions of astonishment and suspicion, staring fixedly at her without blinking.

Deying Island to the east, however, was the region with the most complex distribution of forces in the entire Death Star.

"Where is my father? Why don't I see him?" Luo Tian hurriedly raised his head and looked around in all directions. After a frantic scan, he stared in astonishment at the Azure Barrier Demon. The Azure Barrier Demon shook his head with annoyance and shrugged helplessly at him.

However, Gu Meng noticed something else: the banter between the two of them lacked its previous aggression and was instead laced with greater intimacy and ambiguity, carrying the unmistakable feeling of lovers. This realization caused a faint, barely perceptible blush of suspicious crimson to sweep across Gu Meng's cheeks.

Standing beside the elder was a slightly younger middle-aged man; this person was Eighth Uncle, while the elder was Third Uncle.

Even the "Capital of Blazing Flames," protected by the chandelier, was no exception. Interfering with the box's weather was the duty of the "Floor Master" who governed the region, but there were climatic differences between the eastern and northern districts of Eternal Spring, and even a Master had limits to what they could achieve.

Unexpectedly, Guan Chenji did not dodge the question and answered it even more straightforwardly. However, any matters connected to the Guan family were deliberately omitted by Guan Chenji.

"Useless trash, so you really aren't dead yet?" The moment the two of them passed through the bamboo grove, they caught sight of Li Wuxin dressed in a gown of pristine white. Sixth Prince Mu Ziyun spoke in an icy voice laden with boundless mockery and disdain.

On this day, Ruitai led his victorious army back to Chengdu, welcomed by crowds of citizens lining the streets, making the city a scene of bustling celebration. Upon receiving the report of the great victory in Sichuan, Emperor Zhao Gou also dispatched officials to bestow rewards. Protected and sheltered by Ruitai, the people of Chengdu held for him a reverence and devotion that surpassed even their feelings for the Emperor. The prefect of Chengdu and other officials existed in name only, as Ruitai wielded sole and absolute power over the entire province of Sichuan.

Among them, Tsukushi was tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard, while Cornelia was dusting away the grime.

The laundry room was situated on the eastern side of the estate, a rather secluded and desolate spot mostly populated by elderly servants or those who had committed offenses.

"Lingfeng, are you from the Divine Wing family?" Tang Feng's eyes widened as he asked Shang Lingfeng with a hint of excitement.