Chapter 203: Terms
After a moment, Cao Bin asked the woman, “Are you from Anqing City?”
The woman retorted, “Did you kidnap my sister? I warn you, release her immediately! If you so much as harm a single hair on her head, Liu Ruyun here promises that you’ll die with nowhere left to bury your bones!”
“Where is my sister?” Liu Ruyun demanded harshly.
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These reports covered all kinds of topics, from rural anecdotes, tales of remarkable people and skilled artisans, to the prices of grain and vegetables, as well as government appointments and the changing tides at court. By combining this information with news from his old network, Bai Chou could often uncover matters that even insiders might not be aware of.
“Who’s being clingy?” Song Qi’s cheeks flushed as she realized Lin Feng was teasing her. She got up from his embrace and protested.
Everything felt so familiar, as if it had happened just yesterday, yet in reality, much had changed since the last time.
“That’s impossible!” Uncle Lan exclaimed in shock. His binding technique was immensely powerful, yet Jiang Hai had not only broken free with ease, but had even caught his spiral water dart with his bare hands.
By now, they were already thirty or forty li away from Tianshui City. Having run all this way in one breath, even if Jin Yue was only at the mid-level Sword Maniac rank, he himself, a Sword King, felt exhausted.
As expected, after Yanxiang stated that Zhou Yi was just an ordinary friend, the reporters pressed on, asking who Zhou Yi really was, how she had met him, and whether there was any hidden story behind the two emerging from the same floor together.
With this, every martial artist across the continent was on the move. Even those unaffiliated, clanless wandering cultivators, upon receiving the news, hurried toward the Supreme City.
As the lightning sphere drew near, Jibier finally reacted, channeling all his energy to create what he believed was an impenetrable defense. Yet, even as his defense formed, his eyes were still filled with disbelief.
“Sigh… The Fan Corporation will no longer be cooperating with Jinjiang,” Chang Ning sighed.
The Supreme Master of the Celestial Palace, a being who wielded supreme power over the heavens, a figure on par with the divine sovereigns, was also the master of the Chenxiang Pavilion.
Chen Zhi was preparing to leave the inn when, suddenly, a fragment of the conversation he’d just overheard resurfaced in his mind, causing his steps to falter.
So, after seeing Ye Mei off, Du Cheng turned to Su Su, who was tidying up the dishes, and asked her something.
The figure emerging from the shadows was draped in an ornate black silk robe, his slender frame wrapped tightly within. His skull, as pale as ivory, seemed to emit a gentle, milky light even in the darkness, while hollow sockets gleamed with a piercing orange-red glow, sharp as the point of a needle. In that moment, an aura of death and terror radiated from him.
He Jian was most worried about Fang Yunyun’s situation. Even if he succeeded in winning her over, only after he achieved greater success would he truly be able to put his psychological burdens to rest.
The Daoist Master with the Shadow Claw lay on the ground, his eyes bulging wide. He felt as though every bone in his body had been shattered all at once.
The moment Wei Du took the jade slip, he didn’t even glance at it. Instead, he let out a sinister laugh, extending his blood-red tongue to lick his thin lips, revealing a cruel, bloodthirsty air. He looked like a venomous snake suddenly excited at the sight of its prey.
From ancient times, this was one of the simplest, most violent, and most effective actions. Even in the age of law into which Li Min had been born, such things persisted. Though one could not utterly erase a certain spirit, its vessel could still be destroyed.
“What do you think the Hall’s real goal is in ordering our family to attack Bizen?” I asked gently, trying to guide the conversation.
“It’s… it’s nothing,” Liu Chuanxiang shook his head, full of suspicion. He glanced among the constables, finally fixing his gaze on an elder in a blue robe at their center.