Chapter 150: A Durable Ally

Night fell.

Leo's army entered the city of Gaeta to rest temporarily. Soldiers gathered in the city square, and the docks were crowded with Pisan merchants busy acquiring the spoils of war brought by the troops.

Up on the tower of the Angevin Castle, Leo wore a thick cashmere sweater. A silver goblet in his hand was filled with red wine, while he felt the biting chill of the mountain wind.

"Your Holiness."

Henrique approached from behind Leo, his tone respectful and cautious.

With a thunderous crash, he unleashed a brilliant offensive meant to obliterate everything in his path. The terrifying intensity sent shivers through the heart; within a mere breath, he directly inflicted severe wounds on the foundation of the Myriad Star Palace.

Without this cooperative project, the Han family's company would face an extremely severe crisis.

At that moment, Chen Xu did not shout, nor did he dance around with joy. He simply returned to his room in silence, collapsed onto the bed, and fell fast asleep. It was an exceptionally peaceful sleep, and he slept naturally until he woke up on his own.

Hearing the sound, Wen Xi and Su Yanze turned simultaneously toward the source, and Gu Heng's face came into view.

Although the process of persuading her parents to agree to transform the textile factory into a vegetable wholesale market was somewhat difficult, it was not entirely without hope. The reason she had been so forceful was precisely because she had bet that Yu Danggui would not dare to accept the challenge! Such a gamble involving the fate of an entire company was something that would certainly never be dared within the Xue clan.

A smile curved the corner of Zhao Yuanhang's mouth, and he shook his head, finding the fleeting thought in his mind rather ridiculous. He had always been someone who, as long as a matter did not concern him, would not dwell on it deeply no matter how curious he might be. Furthermore, he and Qiao Neng had long since shaken hands and made peace, each henceforth guarding his own star.

He was quite a veteran in the director's circle; under such circumstances, it was impossible for Su Yu to make a comeback.

Su Yu had jumped from the building, but because the police officers had deployed sufficient preparations at the scene, she did not suffer any serious harm.

Luo Bingzhang requested Zeng Guofan to preserve Wang Rui's future prospects, while Wang Rui himself knelt down and begged for mercy, completely devoid of his initial boldness and heroism.

"Come, come! Walk forward, step across, go find your senior brother, go pursue your master! Come, come!" The enticing voice echoed in the senior brother's ears.

"I probably won't be able to make it to the afternoon celebration, nor the subsequent activities." Looking at Qisina ahead, perhaps I was being a bit willful—no! This was sheer courting of death, but I was going all out anyway.

Compelled by the circumstances, even if Du Jiang had no desire for promotion and wealth, if he dared to oppose this marriage, Chu Batian would undoubtedly find a way to deal with him.

The mountain people were extremely happy to be able to move back down the mountain and live a stable life; their only worry was whether they could readjust to life at the foot of the mountain.

The passage remained dark and silent, but now Xu Jing was carrying that glazed lamp in his hand, which at least illuminated the path ahead.

The Soul-Stealing Technique of the Yaoling Valley was already somewhat hair-raising, and the things Yun Chi said and was about to do made it feel even more terrifying.

The battle lasted for half an hour. With thousands of troops and horses, nearly half were killed or wounded, and countless people almost hated Lin Xiao to the core.

The leading old monk, draped in a red kasaya, looked lean and benevolent, quite possessing the air of an accomplished eminent monk. The string of Buddhist prayer beads revolving in his hand was polished to an extremely glossy and bright sheen, looking as though it had been fondled for goodness knows how long.

"They really came, didn't they? These two aren't eyeing the epic-grade gear on you, are they?" S deliberately twisted his neck, actually taking a peek behind him.

It had to be said that the Third Prince, Qian Tai, possessed great resilience and daring. Rather than lying low because his faction had suffered heavy losses in the "crown prince selection" storm, he instead pushed forward against the current.

However, the moment the deadly poison appeared, that heavenly eye stirred like a starving ghost, instantly absorbing all the venom.

Once the money was received tomorrow, followed by a day or two of rest to dry and sell the grain at home, they could practically set off for Tanzhou.