Chapter 86 The Brightest Gem in the Crowd

Lu Ying's expression shifted, but she quickly concealed her panic.
“Of course. My grandfather would never deceive me. Unless... you’re just seeking fame? Or perhaps you look down upon everyone here, thinking they’re unworthy to witness your horsemanship?”
“My woman’s affairs are none of your concern,” Feng Su interjected, defending her.
Those who had initially wanted to speak up for Lu Ying now dared not meet Feng Su’s gaze, trembling in fear.
How could they forget that he was the prince’s most treasured confidant?
In just a brief moment, Zhao Balian had already comprehended the nameless technique.
So, regarding this guest from the Primordial Realm who employed an unfamiliar, special method, no one had truly noticed.
“Wait! Elder Chu, you must be mistaken. You all came to deal with me. How could I possibly help you detoxify? If you succumb to the poison, that’s one less opponent, one less threat,” Tang Ao said.
The Immortal Emperor saw Qin Yibai remain silent. Observing the awkwardness of the Great Brahma and others, he couldn’t help but laugh and raised his voice.
When he heard that a pill capable of boosting one’s power cost only two million, Wei Qianhan was instantly tempted, pondering how to inform his father of this matter.
Yang Old Master kept his gaze fixed on Yang Tiezhen, who sat cross-legged before him, unmoving.
Though these refugees possessed considerable strength, after successive battles, nearly all bore wounds. Their soul weapons were damaged to varying degrees, and even king-level soul weapons could barely exert a tenth of their power.
“Mom, I’ll help the class monitor pack!” With those words, he vanished. Seeing Yang Tiezhen’s demeanor, Mother Yang shook her head helplessly, then went into the room. Clearly, her son had grown up, and not everything was within her control anymore.
“This matter is urgent. The official website hasn’t announced it yet. The higher-ups called directly, urging us to cancel all flights as soon as possible,” Lei Yaxin explained with a bitter smile, becoming increasingly anxious inside.
His palms were calloused, the pattern revealing regular use; the position of the calluses clearly indicated frequent handling of firearms.
A familiar voice suddenly sounded nearby. Jing Xiaocha turned around to see Jin Zheyu striding toward them.
The old man sat motionless, his face wrinkled and lifeless, giving off a chilling impression of vitality drained from within.
Since few members of other families had gone, the new power naturally fell under the Sima clan’s control.
With the help of the nurse, the usually steady Wang Qingyuan fumbled into protective gear, then staggered toward the ICU entrance.
“You—just don’t do that again. I’m fine,” She Ling said softly, her heart tender as ever.
They always felt as if disaster loomed, fearing that if Wang Yu pursued the matter, what could they possibly use to resist him?
“Do you think he’ll sit and have tea with you?” She Yu wasn’t foolish; after hitting Chen Fei’s wife, having tea would be absurd.
As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Li En. Their eyes met, affection evident between them, painting a scene of lovers deeply in love.
Though these talents had not ascended to the Immortal Realm through their innate abilities, with diligence, they could still catch up to Bai Xiaofei.
Yet no one volunteered; the Bone Burial Grounds teemed with danger. Even on its outskirts, safety lay in numbers. No one wished to be cannon fodder.
Ye Huan suddenly recalled the kin of the Twin Ice Wings—the icy monsters. If these were the eggs of such monsters, it would explain everything.
In the Western Han dynasty, the seat of governance in Hanzhong was in West City. After Liu Xiu dispatched troops to quell Gongsun Shu’s rebellion, to better govern Shu—the Land of Abundance—the administrative center was moved westward to Nanzheng, also to facilitate defense against the Qiang uprisings.