Chapter 139: A Cascade of Crises

Grand Eunuch Feng merely smiled and offered no reply.

Su Li looked around, and seeing that no one dared to raise any objections against him anymore, a smile broke out on his face.

Ever since the incident involving his darling daughter Su Xin'er, he had been at odds with the Emperor in the imperial court for days, and rarely had he ever gained the upper hand.

Yet right now, here, at this very moment.

Su Li gazed at Tang Yu lying on the bed, his heart...

Therefore, it came as no surprise at all. It was truly not the least bit surprising that Second Prince Li Qing wanted to call off the engagement.

The prototype of the Gentle Fist was the art of acupoint striking. In essence, it was indeed acupoint striking, channeling energy directly into the enemy's meridians to disrupt and suppress the flow of energy within their bodies.

The unbelievable thought they held in their hearts had now become reality; Kaido had been defeated, and although Big Mom had not appeared, everyone could easily guess her fate.

Ignoring this system notification, Xiao Yuebai shifted his gaze downward along the phone screen until he spotted the reward gift pack he desired most.

It was likely that Phil Coulson knew certain things and had relayed these fragmented details to Director Fury. Because Fury found himself unable to take action against Tony personally, he had sought him out, hoping he would step in directly.

As for the zero-point-zero-zero-one percent who actually paid for it, they probably shared the sentiment: "I see all of you gentlemen afflicted with various ailments, and no doubt you view me in the exact same light."

To evade the tracking of a certain Konoha idiot and ensure the secrecy of his experiments, Orochimaru practically changed his hideout every once in a while.

When those green tentacles came slithering out from the mouth of the divine statue, most everyone's doubts vanished, and they actively began preparing for the assassination.

With that, Yu Shi hurried inside, his expression fraught with anxiety. After all, this was a task entrusted to him by the Duke, and the fact that it had taken him so long to figure it out was truly inexcusable.

Supporting the Hyuga clan to keep the Uchiha clan in check was indeed true, but that was because there needed to be a faction capable of restraining the growth of the Uchiha.

Liu Fei directly guaranteed over the phone that he would carefully select the computer for Bu Hui, promising no corner-cutting whatsoever.

"Stop keeping us in suspense," Li Hai龙 (Hai-long) said. "We see the dishes, but there's still no sign of the wine. You're clearly just teasing our appetites."

Chen Ze was sitting in the side hall sipping tea when Chang Feng's figure suddenly materialized beside him. Since Cheng Feng City fell within the radiation range of Pingyang Mountain, Chang Feng, as the Mountain Deity, could appear anywhere he pleased.

Seeing this, Chu Shiyu's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. Compared to Yin Yixuan's gentleness, Yin Yixian was undoubtedly rough, utterly clueless about how to cherish a delicate beauty.

At this moment, his heart held no joy of surviving a catastrophe; instead, it was consumed by towering killing intent and an impatient desire for revenge.

"Let's go. Knowing you guys were coming today, I've already booked the rooms in advance!" With that, Zhang Ning signaled Chen Shu and the others to get into the car and headed to their hotel. Upon arrival, Chen Shu also met the two foreign trade sales representatives who had come out with Zhang Ning.

Everyone scoffed dismissively, full of disdain. What right did a retired doctor like him have to put on airs here? In this place, he was nothing more than a beggar.

After a few cups of wine, the atmosphere livened up. Classmates chatted and reconnected, though the conversation largely revolved around Ye Xiao and Han Yue.

Having been founded a millennium ago, the True Flame Sect had amassed a boundless ocean of martial arts manuals and scriptures. Despite undergoing numerous condensations, the remaining number was still terrifyingly vast.

However, this ointment known as "White Spirit Fat," while remarkably fast-acting, carried a terrifying side effect that made people pale at the mention of it: the pain in any wound treated with this ointment would be amplified by three to five times or more.

With a grand wave of his hand, Zhang Jun barked the order, and the sound of drums and horns suddenly blared to life. The Song army marched in full battle formation straight toward the walls of Lin'an City. Waiting for them there, two thousand Han troops had already arrayed their own battle formation.

At this moment, a dialog box invisible to anyone else appeared before the old man. Listed beside the character profiles in the dialog box were four names, one of which belonged to this strange old man named "Amod."