Volume 1, Chapter 27: Dividing Forces

After traveling for an hour, the villagers of Peach Blossom Village finally emerged from the rural dirt path and stepped onto the main official road. Half an hour of further travel along this road would bring them to the gates of Qingyun City, the county seat. Su Yunhai signaled for everyone to take a short rest.

The next day, Gao Fan looked at Mao Mao’s pale face and cast a disappointed glance at him. They climbed into a rickshaw taxi and wobbled off to find Liang Liang.

"You are truly beyond help; you are simply being unreasonable." Rong Ping glared, her face turning pale with anger, before she plopped onto a stool and turned her face away in a fury.

Yu Weiwei was also startled. She stepped back on her slender, beautiful legs and hurriedly lowered her head, keeping silent, feeling a sense of dread toward this new boss who could flip her mood at a moment's notice.

Her face was slightly flushed, her eyes dreamy, and she wore a black form-fitting skirt that revealed her fair, shapely legs, perfectly showcasing her mature and curvaceous figure.

The hoodlums who had been beaten black and blue all stared at the screen with pained, constipated expressions, many of them feeling as if their own bodies were beginning to ache in sympathy.

Of course, the Xiongnu threat to the empire was significant at that time. If the country had not used its full strength to crush the Xiongnu, national security could not have been guaranteed, and economic prosperity would have been impossible to maintain. Thus, Emperor Wu of Han’s actions were an act of necessity.

"Lin Yi is permanently barred from government service and shall never hold office again." When this order was issued, many realized that despite Lin Yi’s repeated provocations against the Great Xia imperial court, nothing had happened to him once again.

Although he had not seen what was happening inside, he had heard the massive commotion from within.

Of course, few people could accept this way of thinking, or rather, they were so used to getting things for free that they viewed any fee as being exploited.

Once those they deemed "filth" refused to be trampled upon and started to resist, these people felt uneasy, harboring hatred and resentment.

"I’ve heard you say that countless times; I don’t believe a word of it," Yin Jie said. Every time he helped him, the guy would always say, "I’ll give you whatever you want," but when the time came for him to actually collect, the guy would renege on his promise and constantly welch on his debts.

"Exactly! My brother-in-law is amazing. Forget one house—even if it were two or three, as long as we liked them, there’s no way we’d let you pay for them!" Qu Xinxin said dismissively.

Her first impression of the old woman was poor. With her beady, triangular eyes and prominent cheekbones, she looked like a spiteful person. However, she kept her composure; one should not judge a book by its cover.

"Alright, I’ll head to the mouth of the cave; you hurry and change your clothes," Zhang Teng said, turning his back as he walked toward the exit.

He decided to use a chip to control this Golden Electric Dragon, preserving its flesh and organs from decay. After all, it was at the peak of the Beast King realm and would be of great use in the future.

To die under the Eye of Cthulhu could be considered a sacrifice for the village, but to die for a streamer guild war? What would that even amount to?

"If she doesn't like it, then I will take her away! After all these years, there must be some resolution. You’ve used this body for long enough; it’s time she found some sense of self for the rest of her life." The masked man’s voice was uncharacteristically gentle.

Meng Li hurriedly handed the mining lamp and dagger to Fatty. At that moment, Wu Xie, Fatty, Pan Zi, and Liutai were busy helping each other deal with the ticks.

Yin Jie hadn't slept all night because of the matter with Iron Hand. His mind was a jumbled mess, and no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't figure out when Iron Hand had started betraying him. He had spent the entire night thinking without sleeping, and first thing in the morning, Tang Hu had come looking for him to talk about the previous night’s events, leaving Yin Jie no room to even catch his breath.

Just as Long Jun walked out of the security office, intending to return to the director’s office, a black Buick roared over from the distance and came to a screeching halt in front of the company’s main entrance.