Chapter 32: The Empress Dowager and Her Substitute Young Lover

Mi Nuo looked around in distress. Amidst the sea of people, everyone wore masks, and she had no idea if the Town Committee had sent anyone to keep watch. Just as she was agonizing over her dilemma, her gaze fell upon the nearby river, shimmering silver under the moonlight. Her heart leaped with joy—the river would serve as her mirror.

As he thought this, he squinted one eye and peered through a crack in the door. In an instant, his only open eye widened into a perfect circle, his face filled with sheer horror.

The shop was not very large. It was a single storefront, its walls completely covered with various types of cold weapons.

The two of them remained silent throughout the journey, the atmosphere as awkward as it would be after an argument. Yet, they hadn't argued at all; in Cheng You’s memory, Jiang Yixiu had never once quarreled with her. They rarely even had a disagreement.

Chen Jing and Zhang Qian knew Li Xing had to deal with the Dahongpao tea branches. They nodded and got out of the car with Bo Xuan.

"Submitting a resume isn't something one necessarily has to do in person," Su Baiduo said with a smile. She laughed at the thought that even a man as brilliant as Huo Shaoqing could have a moment of absent-mindedness. It wasn't meant to mock him; she truly found this man endearingly foolish at times.

President Wang’s intentions were clear: his target was not Su Baiduo, but Yang Lin. It was only because Su Baiduo had struck her while trying to save Yang Lin that he felt compelled to bind her.

The Holy Emperor gently helped Yu Xi up and said softly, "There, there. Concubine Su has received her just deserts today; pay her no mind. You have suffered." As he spoke, he smoothed back Yu Xi’s hair.

After Feng Yi left the General’s Mansion, Duanmu Yehe and Duanmu Yesue were kicked to the ground by General Duanmu himself. These two idiots had actually been foolish enough to barge into his estate with such arrogance to demand money.

Of the forty thousand elite troops, more than half had been lost. In their prime, forty thousand men would have been nothing, but for the precarious Liao army, this loss represented nearly thirty percent of their total strength in the region.

He did not notice the deep disappointment in Ye Li’s eyes, which was not for him, but for Chu Haoxuan.

Sun Zhuo was very familiar with Vujacic's technical style and knew that winning this time would be effortless. What he sought was a victory without any suspense; he wanted to demonstrate a level of skill at least two tiers above Vujacic’s.

"Yushan, this is the Shang family, not the Qiu family. The Shang family will never show favoritism to anyone." Mrs. Shang looked at Qiu Lingyang’s prideful, unrepentant expression, and the more she looked, the more she loathed her.

Last month, when their father Rong Fei took them out to play, someone had remarked: "Your two children are so cute, but they look nothing like you; you aren't as good-looking as they are."

"Very well." Su Hentian had previously focused exclusively on the Nine Calamity Sword. Aside from that, Qian Mo had not taught him much else.

Qiu Lingyang wished she could slap herself. He treated her with such sincerity, yet her mind was occupied with such chaotic and messy thoughts.

"My Lady, how are you feeling? If you are afraid, do not look. We will be fine once we leave this place." Thinking An Yujing could not bear such a scene, Han Yue could not help but offer comfort.

Through the lingering steam, Gu Nianxi wiped the water from her face. She could not clearly see the expression on Qin Aotian’s face, but his cold, imposing aura made her shiver uncontrollably.

Lu Xingyun had no choice but to agree. He moved to the other side of the table and helped Yang Chun up, saying, "Miss Yang, let us go." Inadvertently, he wrapped his arm around her waist and felt how slender it was. Glancing at her face, which was as delicate and fresh as a flower, he quickly turned his head away to steady his mind.

Ji Xincheng pondered repeatedly, eventually returning to the same conclusion: Linlin wanted to use her father’s hands to kill her and then escape unscathed.

After taking several slaps, the flaws in his body became apparent: the eight spiritual meridians that symbolized a talent for cultivation were completely destroyed, his heart meridian was severely damaged, and his cultivation base was gone. A normal person in such a state would truly not have much time left.

Once each clone finished its transformation, it would come to this valley to conceal itself and lie in wait.

Following this, Mahoraga issued orders to his subordinates, telling them to prepare the relevant materials so they could be sent to major newspaper offices as soon as he gave the signal.

Shen Ruyan, whose expression had been sullen, tightened her grip on her wine glass as she listened to the subtle barbs and mockery of those around her. She planned to walk over with a feigned air of magnanimity to greet Ye Tingshen, putting on a show to make others pity her more and make Shi Ran’s identity seem even more embarrassing.

She was certain that Qi Hao had not been able to transmit the communication talisman. As long as she kept the Sea Nether Formation running, she could exhaust Qi Hao to death right here.

It was evident that Zhang Junting was leading her team through an upgrade for the deployment of the gravitational wave radar in synchronous orbit.

Shi Ran’s heart felt as though it were about to explode. It was her first time doing something so beneath her, and she truly had zero experience.

Afterward, Li Xinghe and Ma Mamao discussed the matter of compensation for the Dog-Leg Empire. With the support of Xinghe Technology, Ma Mamao decided to stand firm; the aerospace launch site belonging to the Dog-Legs would definitely be reclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Yue Fei could not help but fall into deep thought. What Li Cheng said was indeed the truth. In today’s battle alone, as the defending side, their casualties were actually higher than those of the Jin soldiers. The Jin forces had come in small numbers this time, but if Jin Wushu were to lead the main army himself, Yangwu would fall in less than a day.

Suddenly, Zilong recalled the bizarre techniques of those dozens of men in black and the black mist that swirled around them. Besides the Dark Night Element Controllers, only wandering spirits could freely control the dark essence elements. And yet, Zilong had only ever seen wandering spirits in the 'Abyss of the Dead,' and it was impossible for them to have escaped from there.

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year’s Eve. Yixing City was filled with festive joy inside and out, and the garrison camp outside the city was no different. The soldiers slaughtered pigs and sheep, reveling in the celebration. This year, the holiday was spent with great satisfaction.

The four of them were currently in a large canyon, surrounded by nothing but red rock; not even a single blade of grass grew there. The canyon seemed endless, stretching until it appeared to open into a massive gap where it met the starry sky of the Immortal Realm.

Wei Jingzhe’s divine sense had already scanned everything in this branch of the 'Heavenly Treasures Sect,' discovering that most items were medicinal herbs for alchemy, while materials for weapon refining were scarce, with nothing particularly rare to be found.

Having played this game for so long, it had always been he who tortured others. Damn it, he had actually been crushed by the opponent in the early game this time.

The commentator continued to describe the situation on the field. The game had initially been very favorable for the Peak Team, but Cheng Pu’s extraordinary performance had completely disrupted their rhythm.

Moving at high speed, the warhorses of Niu Dazhu and his men were already exhausted. Seeing the enemy accelerate, Niu Dazhu whipped his horse, but no matter how hard he lashed the beast, it could not pick up the pace. Watching the enemy disappear into the distance, Niu Dazhu angrily struck the horse’s head and ordered his men to stop.