Volume 1, Chapter 32: A Stern Warning to the Officials Before the City Gates!

On the day of the funeral, a multitude of civil and military officials attended, and with the three-day mourning period having concluded, the Wudang Flying Army had no reason to continue holding them within the Prime Minister’s residence. These officials finally gained their fleeting freedom. Having remained in the residence since their arrival to pay respects, this was the first time they had stepped outside in many days.

Ji Kai smiled upon hearing the youth’s resolve, though he said nothing; in truth, he did not believe it.

Right in the center of the giant spider’s two rows of eyes, Chen Hudan had carved a clean, ten-centimeter-long gash. A viscous, yellowish-green substance—its nature unknown—slowly began to ooze from the wound.

At the conference, Tang Jian was elected President of the Republic of China. Serving a five-year term with the possibility of reelection, the constitution established by the parliament dictated that the president would serve as the head of state, the head of government, and the commander-in-chief of the armed forces.

Yang Wang could not reveal himself, so everything now depended on Beigong Xiyue’s reactions. However, knowing that she was not particularly sharp-witted, Yang Wang felt a growing sense of urgency.

The lighting here was extremely dim, making it difficult for Yang Wang to see Shen Tu Ling clearly; he could only discern her general silhouette. Once Liu Qing departed, Shen Tu Ling burst into tears.

"Who would have thought your charm reached even the capital? Someone traveled such a long way to see you, yet you won't even offer a kind expression!" Qin Feng remarked, his face returning to that familiar, cynical smile once Fang Zhenhua had walked away.

The Palace Master of Xuanwu surely harbored some sinister scheme regarding Xue Ning. For Yang Wang to be with her was likely fraught with extreme peril rather than promising prospects.

The air in Sunji Village was fresh after the rain, and being early summer, the weather felt crisp and invigorating, evoking an indescribable sense of comfort.

The group slowly emerged, but just then, Tang Tiantian leaned against a large tree and began to retch.

"I have no desire to waste words with you. Speak—how do you intend to resolve this?" Qin Feng asked dismissively, gently pushing aside Qin Mengke’s hand.

The officials, masters of ceremonies, and attendants present were not all from the Office of Special Affairs; there were also consuls and diplomats from various countries, as well as officials responsible for affairs concerning the Main God Space.

After Cheng Nian finished speaking in a soft, gentle voice, Lan Yingchen stood stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter, while Cheng Yue’s complexion turned the color of a bruised eggplant.

A voice burning with fury erupted from the Wuding Hall, followed by several piercing shrieks. The four ancestors of the Wuding Path, who had long been in seclusion and had ceased to concern themselves with worldly affairs in their single-minded pursuit of breakthroughs, all broke their meditation and stood suspended in the void.

She truly had never encountered such a situation before; previously, people had always vied to curry favor with her. Consequently, when it came to friends, she had always assumed that all she needed to do was say yes.

Could Luo Fei have actually been entangled with Hansi? This was somewhat unexpected for Li Junxiu. He had heard of Hansi before, and legend had it that among all the syndicates and organizations, Hansi was the most upright in its conduct.

"Follow me," Chen Zi’ang sighed, turning and walking toward a nearby hotel to rent a room.

The spatial restriction of Mount Yuan Ci faltered for a moment. King Jing, having barely escaped with his life, remained deeply wary.

The sudden influx of light forced Jiang Ning to squeeze his eyes shut, as did Lilith. Though he could not see, his superhuman perception allowed Jiang Ning to clearly detect that the dozens of undead wolves surrounding him had been completely obliterated by the surge of concentrated positive energy.

Li Yanqing temporarily ordered Liu Qi to command the Wu’an City troops to follow behind, while he himself set off for Suzhou ahead of the main force.

Lampard nodded solemnly, feeling that this point should be remembered and mentioned to the head coach during the post-match analysis.

Inside the city gates, a low rumble of thunder echoed, and the earth beneath their feet began to tremble. Yuan Shu looked up abruptly, his expression souring; beside him, Ji Ling’s face changed in that very same moment.