Volume 1, Chapter 26: Suspicion

Meng Tingfeng pushed aside the warm quilt covering her and rose slowly. "Thank you for saving me, General. But now that my sister has met with misfortune, there is no reason for me, as her sister, to sit idly by. I must go and see for myself."

The young girl turned her back to bend down and put on her shoes, but as she stepped forward to leave, Pu Hong called out to her.

"Are you truly going?"

In his view, the incident of the death in the palace remained shrouded in mystery, and Meng Tingfeng had been poisoned by someone with malicious intent during the banquet. To step into such murky waters now would surely make it difficult for her to escape unscathed. It would be far better to return home and wait for news.

Yet, the gaze of the frail-looking girl burned with unwavering conviction. She declared clearly:

"Since I..."

Sean stopped there, his face turning deathly pale, his expression one of utter despair.

However, the person in question, Lu Zhi'an, did not perceive her change; perhaps it was because he had never paid her any heed.

Then, there was a series of *pfft-pfft* sounds, followed by flashes of fire. The entire shield, along with the flames, vanished into the black hole. Seeing this, Hei Mingzi was overjoyed and could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. At that moment, Wang Chen sneered, changed his hand seal, and unleashed three more streaks of clear light.

During the battle below, they had essentially lost everything they carried. Glow sticks, military shovels—all these tools were nowhere to be found. Other than the food and water in Dong Xiaoxuan's backpack, they were left with nothing.

"Understood." Su Yange naturally grasped this logic. Lu Zhi'an was acting for her safety, and she was not so ungrateful as to ignore that.

Meanwhile, the members of the Huaxia delegation were blushing with shame. The treasure-appraisal master from Panjiayuan had spoken at such length and explained so many reasons; even if one’s technical skill were lacking, surely one could tell whether these antiques were genuine or fake?

In a normal auction, the price would be raised gradually, at least with some semblance of testing the waters. But these two began by clashing immediately, making it hard not to suspect something fishy was going on. Could it be that some master had spotted a flaw in this Tang Sancai horse?

Moss kicked off with his hind legs and leaped with immense power in front of Kuang Jia. With forelegs arched and hind legs taut, he pressed a button on his elbow with a grunt. His fist struck like a cannonball, piercing clean through Kuang Jia’s body.

Xue Xiaotong took a sip of water but did not pick up on the cold topic. Instead, she pressed the back of her other hand to her forehead and said, "I can't... I can't do it anymore. I'm so dizzy... I need to lie down for a while." As she spoke, she set down the glass unsteadily and let her curvaceous body sink softly onto the surface.

Yamamoto immediately sensed the evil and ferocious aura radiating from this sudden intruder. His heart tightened, and he quickly drew the pistol from his waist, asking coldly.

Huang Sixi did not respond. Suddenly flicking his wrist, he unleashed his lethal sword technique, "Ten Thousand Golden Snakes," dancing through the air with sword light as he struck fiercely at Gui Xinsu.

Chen Yaotai was not afraid of their inspection. His antenna product was actually ready—a fishbone antenna—though the specific technology had yet to be refined.

However, she was already a step too slow; she and Shen Yu had already confirmed their relationship the night before.

With a roll of his eyes, the Golden Lion laughed cunningly and drew his dual blades. Repeating his past actions, much like when he vented his rage on Impel Down, he raised his hand and unleashed a violent slash of sword energy toward the castle.

Because Huang Sixi had fired three arrows in rapid succession, the bearded man only deflected two. The third arrow, fired at a tricky angle, grazed the horse’s back and struck his lower back.

A video news report with such a headline should not have garnered much traffic, yet once released, it inexplicably went viral.

The Fourth Prince had used a halberd since childhood and was already famous in the capital. After going to the border, he was hailed by the soldiers as the greatest halberd wielder in Great Wu. His strength went without saying.

Seeing that he had changed his temperament and was no longer taking advantage of her, Zhao Yan felt a sudden, inexplicable panic in her heart.

At this time, Hong Kong was undergoing a earth-shattering transformation, especially in the emerging real estate market.

Before he could finish his sentence, Xu Shan, who never coddled anyone, slapped him across the face from a distance.

Hearing that roar, Taotie seemed to become even more excited, its eyes filled with burning battle intent.

The sound of the airplane flying in the sky lingered in her ears. Xu Zhiyi felt her ears swelling and beginning to ring; it was uncomfortable, and she instinctively rubbed them.

The two returned to the room. When Wu Fan closed the door, Liu Yan'er’s heart skipped a beat. However, she sat on the bed, head bowed, and said nothing.

Even if the relationship with a boyfriend was short-lived and kept secret, and they were never seen together in public, there had to be some contact.

Their defensive line was being gradually compressed by Wang Hao and his men, and their resistance grew weaker and weaker.

Wang Hao said, "Don't worry! General Yoshio Shinozuka values you so much. It’s just a puppet cavalry battalion; Shinozuka won't blame you, will he?"

A look of excitement finally appeared on Lin Feiyu’s face. This energy could be absorbed and used to break through the barrier.

Wu Fan naturally did not know that his image in the eyes of Daoming had grown even taller. He remained focused on setting up the formation, and because this one was slightly more complex, it took him longer, lasting until nightfall before it was complete.

Wang Hao and his companion let out a breath of relief. Hearing Li Yunlong say it was still not enough had nearly scared them to death.

This internal conflict could be traced back three years. At that time, the first head of the Founder Group was Lou Binlong. In six years, he had built Founder into a company with an annual revenue of over 200 million—and that was 200 million in the eighties—even selling products to Hong Kong, Canada, and Malaysia.

Not long after, in a mountain range, the sound of a dragon’s roar echoed. From a vast lake in the mountains, a dragon a thousand meters long soared out. The dragon was pitch-black, covered in scales that shone like cold metal, and possessed a pair of Qilin horns on its head, looking incomparably noble.

He understood that while the power of this curse seemed easy to remove now, doing so by conventional means would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. Even a Half-Step Venerable could perish under this curse. No wonder those old immortals dared not enter this place.

"He truly is the illegitimate son of Dongfang Ri. Tian Youqing wants to install a puppet monarch and push him to the throne of the Human Emperor," Ouyang Yan said, feeling that the trend of events was like a storm about to break.

The three girls were seeing the ocean for the first time and were quite excited. When they reached the beach, they took off their shoes and ran to where the waves lapped at their ankles. Once actually splashed by the seawater, they shrieked from the cold.

A cold smirk appeared on the corner of Ye Luo’s mouth as he pulled Shi Yanran tightly into his arms, her full bosom pressed against his chest.

Those coming out of the restaurant, seeing it was Shen Liang, scurried away in fear like mice seeing a cat, while those who wanted to enter simply went elsewhere.