Chapter 45 Negotiation

"Lord Yang? Yang Huaiman?" Lin Che was slightly taken aback, his brows furrowing even deeper.

What could he possibly want with him?

However, Yang Huaiman's recent attitude toward him had indeed been quite puzzling.

"What if I choose not to go?" Lin Che asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, refusing is naturally fine; you can go whenever you have time..." the head guard replied.

Lin Che shook his head: "Forget it, I'd better go. I'm afraid he might have me killed."

The head guard said nothing further.

Lin Che turned to Xiaojiu: "Xiaojiu, stay obediently at home. I'll be right back."

"Alright, Brother Lin, please be careful," Xiaojiu said.

"Let's go."

Lin Che followed the guards, stepping straight into a carriage upon leaving the house. Flanked by guards on both sides, the procession cut an imposing figure...

After practicing the God-Aweing Hands a few times, a profound joy filled Xiao Yu's face. This supreme technique, whose grade was currently unknown, had truly been mastered to the realm of complete control.

A variety of wild game from the mountains rolled off Shen Sanbai's tongue, including many highly nutritious foods. Even Zhang Sheng found his appetite thoroughly whetted upon seeing the dishes, and when they finally tasted the food a moment later, their praise was endless.

"Lin Siqi is a master of Gu poisons. If you go, you'll only end up at a disadvantage, so leave this matter to me," Gu Xuewu shook her head and refused.

This was an eighth-grade sword intent, a proper king-conferring sword intent. Although Xiao Yu could currently only unleash the strength of a seventh-grade sword ancestor under normal conditions, combined with the king-conferring sword intent, he could fight even an eighth-grade sword ancestor head-on.

"Uncle Li, let's go. There are only a few zombies left outside now; if we all move out together, we can subdue them easily," Zhang Sheng turned his head and said to Uncle Li.

"Right, Anyang, don't call me Brother Sheng from now on," Zhang Sheng said, thinking of another matter.

Reaching the Prince Qin's Mansion from the imperial capital was by no means something that could be accomplished in a short time. Even if Xiao Yu's group pushed their speed to the maximum, skipping inns for food, lodging, and even bypassing many cities along the way, reaching the imperial capital would still be extremely time-consuming. A month or two was certainly no exaggeration.

Pei Chuxia looked at her father in this state, feeling a knot in her stomach. She pondered what to say—at the very least, she didn't want to bring up those matters for the time being. But just at that moment, she heard the sound of a door opening from behind.

After hearing Zhang Sheng's words, the zombie Tuobahuang's heart began to waver as well.

Especially since Mu had competed against those Korean practitioners of traditional medicine, Capital University's publicity campaigns had highlighted not just the medical department, but other faculties as well. The entire Capital University was aware of Mu's achievements.

"Of course it's to heal your body. I made a promise, after all, so don't worry," I said with a gentle smile to Zhou Li beside me. Upon hearing this, Zhou Li didn't know whether to feel happy or depressed, because Long Xiang's words kept echoing endlessly in her mind.

Gritting her teeth, Sun Erniang pulled out Wang Yong's curved saber and shouted to Song Wan: "Big Brother, I'm going to do it!" She moved to slice open Lady Li's belly, only to be intercepted and pulled away by Wang Yong.

Some people had already begun to cheer. In their view, Jiang Bulao was utterly incapable of escaping the lord's pursuit. Was that nightmare-like fellow finally going to find his grave at the bottom of the sea?

Just as it raised its cup, it suddenly stopped knocking on the door. Seeming to sense something, it whirled around abruptly and looked back at us.

Qin Fen knew that the path of his life had changed; there were certain things he simply had to accomplish.

No one knew where the problem truly lay. It felt just like a mirror—once shattered, it could never be restored to its original state.

After a few days of lingering anxiety, the summons to discuss the matter never arrived, but instead, an order for the entire camp to relocate was issued down. After repeated inquiries, they learned that the remnants of the nearby rebel forces had all retreated completely, and the commandery governor intended to pull back his troops to take office at the administrative seat.

Hearing Liang Mufeng suddenly speak in such a manner, Hao Yifu instantly panicked. Liang Mufeng was not a man who joked around; if he said this, he must have learned something, or perhaps Fan Ronghua had truly dared to do something behind his back?

Since these black crows were able to smash several cracks into the black barrier wall, what happened once could happen again.

Yet after walking forward for a distance, Qin Fen's body began to float upward slowly, forcing him to change his posture and follow closely behind Wen Dandan as they descended deeper.

At the mere thought of this possibility, Yang Youhe's eyes grew bloodshot. Across the myriad worlds, mortals were countless. Furthermore, there was no guarantee that the item was picked up by a mortal; it could just as easily have been retrieved by other spirits or beasts, making the statistical base vastly larger.

However, if Wuxin were capable of thinking for strangers, he wouldn't be called Wuxin. Besides, having transmigrated into a world where the very consciousness of the world constantly plotted against him, if he didn't put on airs and act imposing, Wuxin felt he would surely go mad.

Jiang Ping smiled faintly, "As long as you are willing to absorb the Bear Essence Pills, it won't be much of a problem." He hurriedly fed all eight Bear Essence Pills one by one into the middle dantian of True Person Qingle, causing the pills' potency to transform into energy to repair her primordial spirit.

Yet humans are born with intelligence; through understanding the heavens and earth, they cultivate themselves and master various disciplines of spiritual practice.

In the middle of it all, descriptions of the current state of affairs and panegyrics praising the achievements had to be interwoven from time to time, and the phrasing had to be utterly respectful.

Zhao Yang did not cast another glance at the tavern owner, respectfully leading the way ahead for Song Zi-yu instead. All that was left for the tavern owner was the receding backs of the two men as they walked away.

"Then I'll hang up first. Captain Wang will be heading over shortly," Assistant Bai did not drag things out. Ji Qingmo was still unconscious, so examinations and treatment had to be carried out as early as possible.

Lu Jianguo thought for a moment. Although he practiced martial arts, that did not mean he was a fool, or rather, someone with low intelligence could never be the head of the Lu family. Although he had guessed a little about who was behind the poisoning, mere guessing was useless when he didn't know who the accomplices were.

Xiyue looked at him, acknowledged with a soft "very well," and then immediately had someone escort the envoy away to his quarters.

As spear and lance collided, Xiaohou Dun felt a constriction in his chest as a massive force surged along the shaft, pouring into his body straight to his lungs, and then traveling down into the warhorse beneath him.

With a pair of beautiful large eyes fixed on Lu Ling, An Ruo felt as though she wanted to drape her entire body over him.

Nor was Ye Wei a dull-witted person. Seeing this situation and turning her mind over, she guessed what was going on. Recalling that recent phone call and looking once more at Great-Grandma's tightly clenched hand resting on the red sandalwood table, Ye Wei could only conclude that she had herself to blame for trusting her mother far too much.

Following the "farce event" at the Huajian Sports and Weight Loss Center last time, the municipal government had firmly decided to establish the Yangyang Sports Center as the core of its development. Hearing this time that even Yao Ming was coming to Jiangcheng injected an immense amount of confidence into their plans.

Even though a lingering trace of anxiety remained in her heart, An Ruo knew that by Lu Ling's side, there was nothing to fear. Staying close to him and putting forth her absolute best effort was enough.

After finishing her meal and noticing that the sky had grown completely dark, Mai Zi began to worry about Mibao, who had been left at their neighbor Sister Li's house. Glancing at her watch, Mai Zi prepared to take her leave.

The bone-chilling coldness of his hands went without saying, yet Xu Liyin stubbornly continued to grip Bai Yaochu's hand, pressing it fiercely against her own cheek.

Naturally, Li Yunmu had to agree to Yun Feng's request. Having learned from Xiu Chen's lips about one of the souls of the Auspicious Ancient God, he had already begun plotting to track the deity down. Only by finding the Auspicious Ancient God could the two of them cooperate to deal with Asura and even the other five ancient gods.