Chapter 114: The Man Who Arrived Late (Part One)

Yun Shuang couldn't help but chuckle as she wiped the tears from Yun Yi’s face. "You little fool, even if you can't get into this private school, Mother can find you other tutors. Why do you think you won't be able to read and write?"

"But everyone says Master Chen is the most brilliant teacher of all," Yun Yi sniffled. "Mother, it was clearly Xu Weian who bullied my brother and me first. We didn't want to fight at all. Why do they think my brother and I are the ones who—"

"Oh, it's nothing. Dahai, you must personally supervise the takeover of the Hungry Wolf Gang these next few days to prevent any trouble." Xia Tian had been lost in thought and had spoken his internal monologue aloud.

"Husband, husband, please don't cry. It doesn't look good when you cry." Mu Yian reached out to wipe Cong Yi’s tears.

Each time the Life-Severing Blade churned overhead, it lasted longer than the last, meaning it was digging deeper, and the force with which it descended was even more ruthless. Everyone could hear the whistling of the wind and felt their hearts tighten in dread.

"Damn it, who dares to act so brazenly on my turf?" The Holy Knight strode into the bar, clad in a full suit of armor.

After only a few steps, his arm was jerked upward, and his body was dragged straight into the air. Li Yijie quickly utilized his light-body technique to follow close behind. It seemed as though they were stepping on the tiles of various rooftops, the soles of their feet rustling, before they finally broke free from the surrounding mist. The mysterious figure turned out to be Master Xia.

The men jeered and mocked, praising this scheme as brilliant. I secretly swore that even if I were to die of hunger or thirst, I would not endure such humiliation. Since my enemies had ordered me to be taken alive, I figured they wouldn't dare let me die on the road.

"Sisi, you said it yourself—if I hurt you later, don't you dare cry!" I huffed, my tone sour.

Qin Xiao’s expression was grave. That last strike had consumed nearly half of the formation's energy. If it took one more blow, the energy would be exhausted, and the formation would be destroyed instantly.

Grand Tutor Zhao spoke, though he felt deeply unsettled. None of the men the Prime Minister had sent out last night to test Xiao Fan had returned; it was as if they had evaporated into thin air. He couldn't determine whether they had been killed by Xiao Fan without a trace.

Han Lang’s previous kick had indeed been a mistake on his part; otherwise, Xue Yang wouldn't have gained the upper hand so easily. Now, Guan Cang was prepared and engaged in a fierce battle with Han Lang.

In the end, Liu Hongyuan didn't actually need to panic and retreat in such a rush. If he had simply "disposed" of the dozen or so infected individuals, the epidemic could have been contained. However, because of the intelligence provided by Zhang Chong, Liu Hongyuan became convinced that the Princess of Jin had poisoned the water source, which caused him to lose his composure.

***

The Zongzheng Hall had been abolished, and even the Princes of Yu and Shu were no longer permitted to interfere in government affairs. What exactly was He Ye, this Prince of Jin, relying on to realize his ambitions?

"The monsters will respawn in one minute. They are coming out of the cave entrance; they are courting death. Why not take the easy way out?" explained Qin Huai Yebo, the leader of the team.

Having been through the previous two rooms, Chen Ze didn't hold high expectations for this one, but he pushed the door open and walked in anyway.

With a thunderous roar, this powerhouse of the End-Time Cult perished along with all the Cardinals. Blood stained the streets, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere.

"Uh..." Red Tea and Green Tea hesitated to speak, mindful of the presence of Sikong Hanshao, their future teacher-in-law. But Sikong Han was sharp enough to confirm Feng Qingyun’s identity from her hesitation.

A burly man leaped from the stage, landing steadily and kicking up a cloud of dust.

With a forceful movement of his left hand, he drew the bowstring. The power of frost gathered continuously on the bow, forming an ice arrow from which an extremely sharp aura emanated.

Following this, the various dignitaries presented their gifts. Meng Xingchen accepted them as was customary and offered return gifts in kind. It was a matter of etiquette; every ancestor received a Vitality Pill, and the young swordsmen received pills to boost their cultivation. In short, everyone was pleased.

"I must be the type of person people look at and immediately want to kidnap. Why else would everyone be thinking about kidnapping me?" Ruan Yiyi sighed helplessly as she was tied up, a secret agent pointing a gun at her head.

"You were only acting out of loyalty to your master; the Prince will not blame you," she comforted. If it were her, she might have also killed such an ungrateful wretch with a single stroke.

Shen Yuning cast a glance at Shen Wanyu, who was dressed in a hibiscus-colored, embroidered silk dress, but merely snorted and turned her head away. Shen Yurou, however, spoke gently.

Since he had already taken the initiative, He Yan couldn't very well ask him to come out to the booth, so she had no choice but to brace herself and head upstairs.

Shen Wanyu curled her lips in a cold smile. Shen Yurou’s body could last at most seven days, and three had already passed. The Fourth Concubine and the others would surely lose their patience soon.

Yin Xueluo tilted her head, watching the way Ye Lufei’s eyes were locked onto Bai Qian, and a faint understanding dawned on her.

***

The places with hot springs were all converted into natural-style ones, which indeed saved a considerable sum of money.

At this moment, she had no time to lose. While Mo Gongyi was lost in sorrow, she turned and dashed out the door.

Ding Ning was acting uncharacteristically today; ever since she climbed onto the roof, she had been drinking in silence, not saying a word.

Her smile was like a hundred flowers blooming at once, illuminating everything around her. Even the two maids who had served her for years couldn't help but be stunned.

He Yan couldn't explain and could only sit there with her head bowed. She met her parents' questioning with silence, then allowed them to berate and scold her. The scene at home had been utter chaos, so much so that even now, when He Yan recalled it, her heart still trembled.

"Aishia, let’s go." Himejima Akeno gripped her golden dragon-headed staff in her left hand and her sword in her right, and accompanied by a Dark Knight, she walked out.

Furthermore, the sight of all things in heaven and earth turning into swords was terrifying—the feeling of being the fish on the chopping block, while others held the knife, was too horrific. Almost everyone had their eyes wide open, and some even covered their mouths, nearly vomiting. Even in a chaotic place like the Black-Corner Region, such cruel methods were rarely seen.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Fan turned to leave, someone couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, handing over a storage bag.

"Easy, easy." Xu Zhongliang finished the wine in his cup and set it down, and Zhang Shaoting immediately refilled it.

It now appeared that General Hefadi had been far-sighted. Even if the Earth fleet’s combat power wasn't great, their exceptional reconnaissance capabilities alone were a massive help to his own fleet.