Chapter 174: A New Mission

"What is wrong? Weren't you in a rush to get across? Why have you stopped?" Zhang Bin asked from behind with a hint of confusion, unable to understand why this woman had suddenly halted her steps.

The woman leading the group shook her head, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she said, "Perhaps I was just mistaken. Let us go, let us hurry." Following that, the dozen or so individuals quickly...

With a heavy thud, the beer mug slammed down. My heart tightened. Was Fan Dalong destined to remain an insurmountable obstacle for Shen Linfeng?

In this world, there exist arcane arts and secret treasures capable of reconstructing events that transpired some time ago.

In short, my mind raced with thoughts. I checked the information on my phone, which indicated that such a possibility did indeed exist. Guidance?

Walking down the street with Ah Fu, I wondered how Princess Yangshi and General Wei Kang were faring now.

I had anticipated all of this long ago. With calm composure, I unhooked the Xuanli Sword; even if I had to shed my very last tear, I would fight my way into the imperial palace.

After finishing our meal, we went together to the foot-bath city to find Old Chen. After all, I was still the deputy general manager there, and arranging a position for a manager was no difficult task at all.

Even knowing that death was highly likely, she was utterly helpless. In this autocratic nation, ordinary people were mere toys in the eyes of princes, and toys had no right to resist.

In terms of appearance, the person in the front bore a striking resemblance to City Lord Yuan Chenghong. Had the people not seen the individual trailing behind, they would have completely assumed this man was Yuan Chenghong himself.

Yet Li Dachu felt that this smile was filled with a chilling terror, as if he were about to be cast into the jaws of a tiger.

If anyone else had treated her thus, she would undoubtedly have turned and struck them across the face.

The villagers, who had just appeared human, suddenly surged in size. Their furtive, rat-like features, along with the phantasms of tails and ears, manifested as they glared malevolently at Meng Fei.

If Lin Feiyu offered no opportunity here, then saving the Qiu family truly left only a single path to take—sacrificing Qiu Qinan in exchange for the safety and peace of the entire Qiu clan.

The reason Lin Feiyu chose not to argue with them today was simply because he did not care in the least. Besides calling the police, the two of them said nothing more.

Meng Fei had originally intended to shove a lollipop into his mouth, but startled by the tearful bow-wearing clerk, his hand gave a sudden jolt, almost ramming the lollipop straight up his nose.

Meng Hei was still faking sorrow when Meng Fei came over to tease him. Angered, Meng Hei gave a sudden roll and pinned Meng Fei right beneath him.

Pei Yu, watching this scene from atop the city wall, was left speechless with shock. Previously, he had not taken this meager assortment of unfamiliar weapons seriously, never imagining they could achieve such terrifying results.

By then, the hammer would not only be impervious to everything, but it would also neutralize impact forces, protecting the user's body and lessening the physical burden.

At the same time, three platoons totaling one hundred men were left behind and placed under the command of our deputy squad leader, Wang Hao. That is how this troop of ours came to be.

Mingrui truly cared about her words. While he claimed he could not do something, his actions proved otherwise—perhaps this was the most prominent virtue of an engineering man.

Mingrui looked into Su Jianguo's debt situation, which amounted to roughly five million. To him, it was not an exceptionally large sum.

With that, Lin Xinying took the lead and walked toward the door. Seeing this, Shen Yun hurriedly got up and followed after her.

"He was unfaithful to me; he richly deserves this retribution!" Duan Zirou uttered resolutely, fighting back her tears to keep them from falling, yet her feet remained rooted to the spot, refusing to step forward.

"Mistress, what shall we do now?" A rather elderly crone gazed at the ruined Valley of a Thousand Flowers before her, and asked Ye Fang in a low voice.

With the black wind in the lead and the red shadow following close behind, they swept across the battlefield like two unstoppable, rolling waves surging toward Commander Zhang.

The Prince of Zhao himself had no idea why he found her endearing. Deciding his eyes must have failed him, he fabricated this excuse to console himself.