Chapter 42: Being You

Seeing the Grand Princess’s anxious expression, Jiang Jinshu naturally understood her urgency.

"Do not worry, Aunt. The first detoxification was very successful. We only need a few more sessions to completely purge the poison from his system."

Hearing Jiang Jinshu’s words, the Grand Princess finally felt her heart settle, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Miss Jiang, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, Shiyu would have..."

"He suffered from illnesses since childhood, never having enjoyed the prosperity of this world. Pushed onto the throne against his will, he endured for so many years; he is finally liberated," Ling Qingwan thought to herself.

She had fashioned it into a necklace to wear at all times, which was the only reason it hadn't vanished along with the disappearance of the storage ring’s space.

Jiang Yi was overcome with rage, his eyes practically spitting fire. He stood up abruptly, his elegant and handsome face turning ashen. Gritting his teeth, he glared at Ye Fan and roared.

Nowadays, Jiang Ping’s physiognomy skills have become famous throughout the province and even the entire country. Clients come to him for readings with a sense of reverence. As for the fortunes predicted by Jiang Ping, these people naturally believe them without a doubt, each one muttering to themselves, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.

Seven years ago, it was Lord Huo who presided over the incense hall ceremony. Mo Laosan, the husband of Da Baiguo, Diao Mingyuan, and Cao Danian were collectively named the four helmsmen of the Tianhai City Jiashi Hall, thereby establishing the current landscape of the underworld in Tianhai City.

This lock was not Lu Qu's, but her mother's. It was given to her mother by her grandmother on her first birthday to ensure her safety. After her grandmother passed away, her mother had made a sachet to carry it with her.

"What is the panic? Organize an attack for me!" Amidst a sharp whistle, the Dragon race, the Beast race, and a multitude of human mages appeared in the sky above the battlefield.

Gangzi’s face darkened as the image of Ximei’s sinister smile flashed through his mind. On the dining table sat mustard-chili mixed with garlic, stinky tofu stir-fried with rotten eggs, and rare, bloody steak mixed with rice. After the meal, there was also a basin of curry dumpling soup that had to be finished.

The ancestor of the Wang family was not originally trained in medicine. Could he be a person from a later era, reborn in this time, allowing his medical skills to synthesize the best of ancient and modern knowledge, surpassing all others?

Starting today, I will be going to Qinhuangdao for about a week; my brother-in-law is getting married, and there are many things to attend to.

After Huyan Zhuo and his two companions bowed to bid farewell to Ling Zhen, they watched him walk away with a brisk, wind-swept gait, catching up to the group of leaders ahead and departing while chatting and laughing.

If he sent his own garrison troops forward, they would only be able to fire their heavy crossbows in a straight line, which would be completely ineffective against the shield wagons. He did not know how many men would die, and sending the cavalry to charge would result in even greater losses; the various caltrops and obstacles arrayed before the rebel forces were more than enough to give him a headache.

When the U.S. government researched these superpowered individuals, they embedded fatal weaknesses within them. Only successive presidents knew of these vulnerabilities. Once the individuals ceased to follow orders, the remote control for these weaknesses would be activated, and these superpowered beings would simply perish.

Yu Xian frowned. He had expected Li Ling to beat around the bush as she usually did, but to his surprise, Li Ling was far more agitated than he was.

Complaining a few words to their companions and mentioning the poor soul who had been beheaded by the garrison commander during the day for patrolling, they sighed, and soon some began to grow drowsy. Moments later, one after another, they drifted off to sleep by the warmth of the firelight.

This, however, made Liunian Feng somewhat anxious. What if there were no ancient warship souls within this crystal Earth that could match Ming Yue'er and the others?

Seeing the two of them act in this manner, the guilt in Huyan Zhuo’s heart weighed even heavier. If they had fought or scolded him, it might have made him feel better. But now that they were willing to accompany him to a calm death, he felt even more remorseful.

Tang Huang did not know what to say. Li Kaiming, this research fanatic, wanted to handle everything himself and paid almost no attention to anyone else. Was Kehuse Yulei, as the second-in-command of biological and human research, really so inconspicuous?