Chapter 62: Feeding the Enemy with One's Own Grain

Afterward, Mu Shengfeng managed the situation with good intentions, and it took about half a year before he finally forced He Tiansheng back into the mountains, thus resolving the chaos in Qingzhou.

Ever since Mu Shengfeng had marched into Qingzhou, Su Li had continuously instructed his subordinates to impeach Mu Shengfeng, coming up with all sorts of bizarre reasons. Each time, Tang Yu managed to deflect the accusations with various excuses.

On this particular day during morning court, Su Li once again brought up matters concerning Mu Shengfeng, saying, “Mu Shengfeng in Qing...”

“So, how is it, is it reliable?” Ye Ning, thinking about the fake miscarriage she was about to stage, felt a rush of excitement. She could already picture Joanna’s furious, deadpan expression when she learned the truth.

After Lu Chen and the others had finished installing everything, they bowed in Jiang Feng’s direction before taking their leave.

That Cheng Hao was still grasped in her hand; even if she wanted to continue making furniture, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. All she could do was nod and say, “Alright, we’ll all listen.”

Wen Xin, not much of a talker, remained quiet. The driver, however, chattered on incessantly along the way. It seemed that many taxi drivers were like this, enjoying conversations with all sorts of passengers. Wen Xin didn’t exactly dislike it; she simply listened in silence.

Han Guotai, hearing this, smiled and shook his head. “It’s nothing. At this point, who would stand up for him?”

Du Shaojie’s face betrayed nothing, but inwardly he thought: Wasn’t it because you two were too arrogant that night, and that’s why you gave yourselves away?

Beside him, Jian Nan cast a cold glance at Wen Xin and Yan Fei. Once again, he thought, he couldn’t hear what Wen Xin and Yan Fei were whispering about, but seeing Wen Xin accept the breakfast Yan Fei offered left him feeling rather unsettled.

Fu Guang approached him with a knife, the scar on his face and the two tattooed arms appearing especially menacing in the dim light.

Confucius once said, “I hate poverty, yet cannot escape it—such is fate. I long for success but cannot achieve it—the timing is wrong. In the time of Yao and Shun, there were no poor people, not because they were all exceptionally wise. In the reign of Jie and Zhou, there was not a single successful man, not because they were all fools.”

Mu Ai’s personal freedom had been restricted, but because he still did business with Visken County, he retained some freedom of movement and would occasionally meddle in the affairs of the new castle lord, Tsan Niro.

Just as Lincana’s dragon-patterned spear was about to fall, Wu Qinghai’s six arrows struck Lincana’s greaves and armor. Lincana hesitated for a moment, but Ranran acted decisively, immediately healing herself.

“There’s no need for that. I trust you.” Tian Tian couldn’t help but laugh at the child’s seriousness.

Upon seeing Huai Fan, Ji Yunye nearly failed to recognize him and bluntly stated that he had lost his original dignified bearing. If it weren’t for Lian Ruo’s reassuring presence, Huai Fan might have glued his beard back on then and there.

According to local legend, some residents claimed that everyone was harmed by an unknown force lurking in the cave.

Upon hearing it was time to pull in the fishing nets, Spring Grass became lively, dressing quickly and darting outside. Lü Ziqi followed behind, smiling and shaking his head. Truly, she was still a child.

Since Sun Yuanqi was known as a prodigy, he was certainly no mediocrity. Rumor had it that after the eldest prince came of age, he traveled and trained far and wide, and had once gained a mysterious encounter at a place called Black Demon Mountain.

“Gu Hengdao! Years ago, you killed Ziqian in front of my child and me, and forced me to submit to your will! For over a hundred years, I’ve dreamed every day of making you die by my dagger! Now the time for vengeance is at hand—Gu Hengdao, your death is upon you!” Zi Mei’s voice turned cold and merciless.

Some even speculated about the meaning behind my choice of the ID Xiao He, and soon doubts began to arise about Xiao He. Many players even uploaded videos of me and Xiao Yue Mankong.

After seeing the Fasting Pill refined by Shanshan, the old monk’s eyes glowed with desire. Indeed, the pill still carried Shanshan’s aura, making it clear that he had crafted it himself, and the quality was excellent, showing a high level of skill.