Chapter 31: A Group of Useless Allies, Impossible to Carry

"Jiang Cha, Jiang Cha! Let go, quickly!" Song Bo rushed over, pulling Jiang Cha aside with his brow furrowed in concern.

Zheng Xiaozhen, who had run over immediately after, looked at Master Li on the ground clutching his mouth, then back at the aggressively defiant Jiang Cha, her face filled with disbelief. Seeing the blood at the corner of Master Li’s mouth, she stepped forward in a hurry to apologize.

"I am so sorry, Master Li. It is my Cha’er who was in the wrong. Please, do not hold it against her; she is still young..."

Jiang Cha remained unyielding.

The Ning State Duke’s residence was not lacking in such silver, and she did not wish to appear too eccentric. What if Lu Jingran were to deliver the silver in person? Lu Jingran had previously told her that no sooner had he arrived in the capital than the Seventh Prince’s invitation arrived, followed by Noble Consort Li’s intent to host a banquet in his honor.

Zuo Luoxian pursed her lips lightly. After much deliberation, she finally compromised and turned to head toward Shen Siyang’s office.

Yong Yu’er gripped the cold scalpel in her hand, her movements as swift as lightning, and slashed directly toward Jiaoyue’s throat.

Upon hearing her praise, Qing Zimo tilted his slender neck slightly, feeling quite smug. But just then, a white shadow flashed, and a certain angry, chubby bird slammed straight into his head.

It was from that day on that my father became a man I both revered and feared. His paternal love was always fleeting and elusive, leaving me unable to fully grasp it, yet at times, it was as warm as the morning sun.

Looking into Tian Jin’s sincere and fervent eyes, Xibao felt a fire ignite within her heart. Reflecting on it, the path ahead was boundless and uncertain, with undercurrents surging all around. To be pushed forward by this force, perhaps even to be sacrificed at any moment... she felt deeply unwilling.

Yu Keping remarked, "The Polian Sect’s ability to bewitch minds is indeed formidable. While Sect Leader Xiahou mentioned that they often lure young people from impoverished families, in truth, there are many scions of wealthy and noble houses who have been deceived and led astray by them as well."

"Are you really feeling better?" Wang Desheng looked down at the spot where Wu Jun was holding his hand, asking again with concern.

The old man gently caught the attack with his jade sword, brushed past, and thrust his long blade toward another guard, piercing straight through the man’s throat.

Lin Yang only had a partial understanding of this, but since Lin Wan’er had spoken, he tentatively attempted to communicate with the artifact spirit of the Blazing Sun Dragon Spear.

The bewildered team members stared in shock at the scene, but only Li Kai instantly understood what was happening and rushed forward to pull Duan Fengchen up.

As his teeth fell out, his lips and cheeks instantly withered, and in a heartbeat, he aged from a man in his twenties to one in his fifties.

Dazed and half-asleep, Zheng Qi was still playing chess with the God of Dreams when he suddenly felt a tickling sensation on his face.

With a sound like a metal latch clicking, the instrument snapped into the metal groove, fitting perfectly and securely, without the slightest looseness.

Just then, a voice roared, "Shangguan Yun, had I known it would come to this, I should have struck you dead that day to avoid all this trouble!" Shangguan Yun turned to see a gaunt, elderly monk and a sturdy man in his twenties walking from thirty paces away; it was indeed the monk Tianlong and Xiao Yang.

Raising his hand, he fired a shot without even aiming. A "bang" rang out, followed by the sound of a cup shattering on the other side.

The moment the birdsong ceased, the wounded soldiers in the rear camp simultaneously rolled over, grabbed their weapons, and launched a thunderous assault on the young men of the Yinglong tribe who were tasked with "watching" over them.

Facing the man who had weathered so many years, Catherine chuckled softly; the shape of her mouth and chin bore a striking resemblance to his.

Under normal circumstances, an aircraft carrier would struggle to deal with a Zerg hive, but this Level 6 hive appeared to have only just evolved, so it lacked many high-level units.

It was precisely because of the reinforcements from these supreme powerhouses that the team led by Xue Yue gained the strength to contend with the enemy.

In any world, if a family wishes to thrive, it requires more than just people; it requires wealth—vast and varied channels of income! For a noble house, this issue is equally sensitive, especially when a junior poses the question to an elder—an elder who is already the designated future head of the family. It made the situation all the more awkward.