Volume 1, Chapter 59: Zhuge Liang Is Not Dead? Zhang He's Conjecture!

Ma Su felt blood rushing to his head.
As a general of the Shu army who had just experienced the defeat at Jieting, he was completely consumed by thoughts of how to turn the situation around and eager to inflict heavy losses on the Cao army to redeem his honor.

When I caught sight of him, a surge of anger flared up within me. I immediately strode forward. Sensing something, the man turned his head instinctively, and I threw a punch straight at his face.

"If it weren't for you, Xiaoqian wouldn't have been suspended! You really bring disaster to others!" Zhu Yonghong's face was flushed, his voice booming, perfectly striking the posture of an emissary of justice calling out a sinner.

Feeling the profound peace deep within his soul, Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes. His pitch-black gaze was entirely devoid of that eerie red glow.

"Wang Yonghong's older brother might have a bit of a temper. No matter what, hitting someone is always wrong. I know you had no choice that night, but his injuries are severe. Just bear with it for now, and try not to make a big scene later," Qin Shilan said, turning back to gently adjust Chen Luo's collar as she offered this earnest advice.

And so the price soared all the way, eventually reaching the staggering height of 160 million. Standing behind him, Ren Xiaoyao patted Chen Luo on the shoulder, practically bursting with joy inside.

"Wait! I can't have children right now. Can we do this after some time? At the very least, a year or two from now," Wang Dao said solemnly.

Along the way, Gao Yang attempted to raise the banner of rebellion, only to be ruthlessly suppressed by a single glance from Bonu.

When Tang Qianlin, Li Yunfan, and Tang Yushi arrived in Mohe, they learned from Bei Zihong that the Liaofayuan Pawnshop had been burned down, though Bei Zihong had managed to save Ye Yunnong.

Walking around the campus, he seemed to be enveloped by an aura of bad luck. The fair-weather friends who used to hang out with him no longer even dared to greet him.

At that very moment, the martial cultivators of Longyao also shouted in stern voices, their eyes flashing with intense anxiety.

"Heh, this kind of palm force seems to consume a tremendous amount of inner energy," Elder Du remarked, instantly discerning the strengths and weaknesses of this technique.

Xiao Yu's spiritual awareness instantly swept across a radius of a hundred miles. "What is that?" he thought, deeply shocked.

She had a new assignment: several ancient tombs hidden deep within the mountains of northwestern Zhejiang had been looted, prompting the archaeological team to conduct a rescue excavation. For reasons unknown, not a single tomb raider had managed to escape the ancient tombs; all of them had suffocated to death inside.

What brought a sigh of relief to Meng Weixing was that the incident had not been picked up by television media, appearing solely in newspapers—a small consolation, at best. Even so, he still felt the need to issue a warning to Tang Xiao.

"Was Elder Yu's delayed funding decided on a temporary basis, or was it agreed upon from the very beginning?" Wang Jilong inquired.

"Shuiqing, let me teach her a lesson for you," Ye Moli said, eager to make a move. Having played the obedient and well-behaved youth for years, his hands were itching for action.

Qin Yang observed carefully and noticed that the young woman's face seemed devoid of grief, which somewhat set his mind at ease. At least, it didn't seem like some overwhelmingly tragic event had occurred. Yet, if that was the case, why had Chu Xiaojia's family been in such a rush to pull her away from work during shift hours?

Meanwhile, Qiao Haoyan stood beside Mu Yiyi, secretly tugging at her clothes, but Mu Yiyi completely ignored all of it. Her visibly furious eyes looked as though they might well shed tears the very next second.

The person waiting in the lobby to welcome Chen Yu was Yuan Kai. Once threatened by Chen Yu, he was now extremely respectful, repeatedly steering the conversation back to their very first encounter.

Standing nearby, Huang Baofa observed Fan Tian's unnatural expression, contrasting sharply with Li Lian's sheer delight. Fully aware of what lay behind these two extreme reactions, Huang Baofa would ordinarily have let the matter slide. However, with a distinguished guest listening close by, he could not tolerate any slander or defamation directed at the police station.