Volume 1, Chapter 56: A Contest Is Only Interesting When the Opponents Are Well-Matched

"Imperial Brother, your grand wedding is fast approaching, and you will have many people to care for in the future. Today, you should spend more time with the Empress Dowager! I still have state affairs to attend to, so I must take my leave." Xiao Jing'an smiled and bade farewell.

The one who had paid the money was now eager to hurl abuses and vent his anger! He would not stay behind to be an eyesore.

Just as he stepped out of the doorway, he paused, turned back, and smiled with a chuckle, "Muchen, Princess Lanmin has just arrived and is unfamiliar with the place. Whatever needs to be done on her part, we might as well do it on her behalf!

Her wedding gown and phoenix coronet have already been ordered by my decree at the Plum Fragrance and Elegant Rhyme boutique. Your formal attire has also been commissioned there together with hers. The silver for all this comes from your older brother's own pocket, in the hope that it will satisfy both of you as husband and wife."

"Oh, Imperial Brother, you..."

Master Li appeared almost translucent. With every breath he drew, there was the majestic presence of dragons and tigers, carrying the grand momentum of soaring dragons and leaping tigers. It seemed as though that breath could burst forth at any moment and transform into a true divine beast.

He was like a demon dwelling deep within the recesses of my heart; the mere mention of his name inevitably sent a chill through me.

Naturally, we nodded in agreement, and Mr. Greed turned and left. I pushed open the door to the room and saw a wooden stake inside. Lin Meng was pinned to the stake by a long wooden stick, her hair disheveled, her mouth covered in blood, yet from time to time, she would let out bizarre, eerie laughs.

Qiao'er's face flushed red, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, lowering her head in embarrassment, not daring to meet Wan Bao'er's eyes directly.

Following nothing more than a low growl, the entire battle-preparation troop was instantly thrown into disarray. Their footsteps were terribly uneven, and the hands holding their sabers trembled uncontrollably.

In truth, everyone had originally assumed that Ye Qing had encountered members of the Wanyan family inside and had been captured by them. If not for the fact that Ye Qing had emerged just now, the rest of them would likely have charged back in to search for him. It was only his eventual reappearance that set everyone's minds at ease.

Upon hearing these words, Jason's expression turned even uglier. With a submissive look and lowered brows, he deferentially invited Qin Fan to take his seat.

Lin Feng's expression was stern and cold. With his gun barrel aimed straight at Zhou Hongbin's chest, he pulled the trigger repeatedly, firing three consecutive bullets, and did not stop until Zhou Hongbin collapsed to the ground.

"Brother Fei, it's not like that. You have to cross your legs, wrap them tightly around the lamp post, and at the same time use strength in both arms..." Majie demonstrated for me, then shimmied straight up with a *swish*, and slid right back down with another *swish*, as smooth as walking on level ground. My mouth widened so much a light bulb could have been stuffed inside it.

Some people have said that the greatest function of sunglasses is not to shield one's eyes from the sunlight, but to keep others from knowing where you are looking! This statement is very true. Wang Chen and Lyle were just like this; their gazes, concealed behind their sunglasses, were scrutinizing every corner outside the airport.

No one knew that a martial artist who had merely cleared his pulse channels would harbor the intent to rob. At this moment, the people on the ground were already staring in stunned silence.

After a long while, Gong Luosi finally put on her garment which had exposed her delicate shoulders. She sat there without uttering a word, only glancing occasionally at the bowl and then at Qin Zheng.

Right at that moment, an aura of chilling frost swept out from the passageway. A massive ice sculpture of a dragon was pushed out, escorted by a snow-white canine demon and a gigantic treant.

Yan Bei had not seen Cao Cao for many years. However, watching from afar as that figure in iron armor and battle robe—slightly lower than the surrounding cavalry generals—slowly stepped down from the war chariot amidst the military formation, Yan Bei could still sense that this was the very person who had once been treated with cold disdain as the general of perennial defeats, but was now the ever-victorious general, the Governor of Yanzhou, and the General Who Inspires Awe: Cao Cao.

A roar of a tiger suddenly erupted from his mouth, shaking the heavens and the earth. The massive wave of sound violently surged toward Su Ni, resembling an enraged tsunami capable of swallowing everything in its path.

At a time like this, General Pingliao Yan Bei led countless elite troops and strong horses under his command to garrison Yecheng, forcing Gongsun Zan to commit suicide within the valley with the momentum of swallowing up the northern territories, and driving Yuan Shao fleeing southward to Qingzhou—what did all this signify to Tian Feng?

Qu Tieli walked over to Qin Zheng, his index finger flashing as he sliced open a spatial rift, from which he drew out a neatly folded stack of garments.

Hearing this, and realizing this was an opportunity to make a favorable impression before the Major and Battalion Commander, Gongcheng Fanye immediately spoke up.

Under the coverage of the micro-domain, Lin Huang did not need to engage the opponent in direct head-on combat at all. This was the strategy Lin Huang had formulated after observing the battle fought by Slaughterer of Heavens Saber Tu.

A trace of fear appeared in Qin Tian's eyes. Only when facing death did he realize just how reckless he had been.

Suddenly, Murong Xue could feel Chen Yu's body trembling violently, a motion that lasted for more than ten seconds. Murong Feng and Murong Zong, whose gazes had never left Chen Yu, both noticed a look of shock on his face, his pupils trembling restlessly as if he were gripped by intense agitation.

Opposite the middle-aged man stood about a hundred people, every single one of them armed with weapons and radiating a murderous aura—they were the forces of the Heavenly Dragon Gate. Among them, there were over ten Xiantian experts alone, including even a Grandmaster.

Yet often, such matters are difficult to bend to one's wishes. The phone went through on the fourth ring, and Village Chief Xia's alcohol-laden voice immediately came through. The background noise was clamorous and chaotic; anyone could tell at a mere listen that he was right in the middle of a banquet, and certainly not out on official business.

With no other choice, he had to retract the long spear that was pursuing the man in blue, and instead thrust it forward to intercept Bai Shuihe's long sword.

Before Gu Jin could finish his sentence, Yu Xinlan took the initiative to greet him, extending her hand toward him in a very friendly manner.

When he opened his eyes once more, his entire body felt thoroughly refreshed, and his mood was as pleasant as bathing in a spring breeze. At the same time, he could feel his spiritual power soaring abruptly; with a mere thought, without even needing to lift a finger or stir a foot, he could unleash the terrifyingly destructive blood-red force.

"Angry? I'm angry too. Who could possibly understand my anger?" I muttered from the back, and then slipped my phone back into my pocket.

"Wasn't I also rescued by you all? Let's not stand on ceremony. Actually, I wouldn't be able to leave early even if I wanted to, because the injuries I sustained earlier have not yet healed, so I will probably have to trouble you all for a few more days," Zhou Dao said hurriedly.

Upon hearing its intimidating roar, the intruder over there not only failed to retreat, but instead continued to draw closer toward this direction.

Naturally, she had heard the roar of Cang Lancheng long ago, but she had merely been watching the commotion from the sidelines. Coming out at this moment was simply because she did not want to make things difficult for the servants; after all, those people were innocent.

As Luo Yujie watched Luo Qingqing's retreating figure, he also dismounted and bowed in farewell. However, since Luo Qingqing had proposed that Liu Yucheng escort her back to the manor, Luo Yujie was left without even an opportunity to refuse.

Walking like this for not very long, they emerged into an open courtyard. Hu Shan and the others, not daring to lower their guard in the slightest, immediately clustered together, all keeping their eyes fixed on Hu Shan.

Looking at the slightly altered woodshed, Wang Xingxin picked up the millet cake and egg, pondering whether he should eat the millet cake first or the egg first.

They simply gripped the policeman's hands tightly, as if those were the only lifelines they could grasp in the darkness, their eyes brimming with tears of gratitude.

For that was simply impossible. According to the intelligence report, the rebel army numbered over three thousand. Although they were disguised in the likeness of the Black Cavalry, there was no way it could be Li Zhen.

In the days that followed, Murong Yu vanished just like that phone number. Even Xue Jiyue, who possessed the most advanced tracking and investigative experience, was unable to help him. Watching Zhou Penghao grow increasingly emaciated day by day, Xue Jiyue felt deeply distressed as well.