Volume One, Chapter 52: The Nine-Tiered Elegant Chamber

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Telling him there was no evidence was one thing; secondly, someone like that would never back down unless you took some extraordinary measures.

Staring at the item in his hand, Zheng Jianguo really wanted to keep it. Although he didn’t know that after the network was established, Jinghong Zhu had used his share of the network funds to have his subordinates collect it by sneaking from village to town, he could deduce that now that it was in his hands, it must have been a reaction triggered by his butterfly wings’ grand movement.

Gradually, he found that as he observed and analyzed these people, his original thoughts began to change.

Therefore, he looked forward eagerly to this trip to Seoul. During this time, he asked you to trouble yourself to carefully find a suitable place for me to stay. Once I arrive in Seoul and confirm the arrangements, you can come stay there too.

“You are the second master of Green Willow Manor; half of my body belongs to you, let alone some external possessions. Even if you sold off the Han family estate, I would never utter a word of protest,” Han Feipo waved his hand casually, unconcerned.

Under such circumstances, there was no need for special investigation; merely mentioning a few casual words in conversation would reveal the deadly pitfalls Lin Chuxia had laid over the years.

Taking out so many fine things all at once, they could hardly imagine what kind of person the new lord was—his wealth far exceeded their expectations.

At this moment, Dean was frantically recruiting refugees and farmers everywhere; even some of his caravan guards had been pulled into the expedition force.

Qin Ya calmed herself and walked in gracefully, as if she hadn’t heard him, pulling out a chair and sitting down at the table.

My expression changed, and I hurriedly helped Chen Mo clear the table. Lü Chongzi’s shout was a reminder, but he couldn’t keep delaying Liang Qian downstairs. Those who could become chief shopkeepers were all sharp-minded; if Liang Qian grew suspicious, we would only bring trouble upon ourselves.

“It’s nothing. I was just curious and wanted to ask, does this village have anything special about it?” Yang Tianchen smiled.

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Now, in some prosperous large cities, shops have gradually begun selling these wooden dolls. Although many are simply colored, their unique shapes do not diminish the people’s love and enthusiasm for them.

“Is there a specific direction?” Bai Fengyi found a star map centered on the solar system. He was eager to know the precise location of this unknown star system.

“But I don’t really have anything to do, do I?” Yang Tianchen was surprised; it was strange that he could breathe smoothly underwater here. As for what Qianwen said, he felt perfectly at ease, without the slightest discomfort.

The boat on the river was on fire, with a patch of flames flickering; because of the smoke, the light was dim and shifting. The riverbed was low, and the banks were high, so the shore remained pitch black. A few steps away, nothing could be seen clearly, and the path was muddy.

A Scarlet Flame Fruit fell from the branch, crashing to the ground. Its juice oozed out, instantly withering the plants that were stained by it.

“Ugh! Ah!” The one in white sighed deeply upon hearing this before selectively revealing his own experience to Junhao.

The Featherless Camp was the pride of the entire Southern Yi region. Every soldier in the camp carried pride deep in their bones, and their commander was the pride of the proud! Now that Zhou Shuotian looked down on them, how could they tolerate it?

The VR device detected someone logging in; after a few seconds, it began activating visual transmission. Bai Fengyi first saw a blurry light, then fragmented images, which gradually became clear.

Although many were somewhat shocked—after all, they had witnessed Yu Hong’s strength surpassing all expectations—Han Yue had never explicitly admitted defeat, but everything indicated Yu Hong’s victory. Yet, surprisingly, the final outcome was a draw.

Fortunately, no one else in the fortress fell ill. From then on, Gu Mu issued a strict order: anyone who became sick, whether a cold or anything else, was to be sent outside the fortress and forbidden from returning, or else be killed.

Su Fengnuan’s three senior masters, four senior uncles, and fourteen senior brothers entered the mountain gate with Xuan Qing and Ye Shang after passing through the Heavenly Gate, joining Su Fengnuan inside.

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Clearly, his intuition was correct; there was something wrong with her sister’s health that even the imperial physician Meng could not detect.

The bamboo house was simple, containing only a table and two bamboo stools. By the window stood a small altar table holding an incense burner with faint smoke rising. Three or four incense stubs lay broken inside, as if the owner had just left.

Su Fengnuan finally understood why her mother liked Ye Shang so much. Beyond his status as the orphan of the Rong’an Prince’s estate, regarding matters between him and her mother, he was always straightforward before her. Even such personal matters he dared to ask advice on—no wonder her mother liked him.

“I know you don’t like taking medicine, but you can’t gamble with your health. Shen Shengxun, are you really so eager to go see my sister?” Ye Yining’s voice trembled, her eyes reddened, but she refused to show her vulnerability before him, despite the overwhelming anxiety flooding her heart.

Wuhen spread his wings wide, shielding me tightly. Long Yu no longer wore the previous expression; instead, he looked serious.

In the end, finding it troublesome, they simply poured everything out. The half-filled room left Lin Feng a bit dumbfounded.

The streets retaken that day had been cleared, leaving only the unopened houses. General Pi’s instructions were to ignore those for now and deal with them collectively later. The next day’s mission was to retake another street.