Volume 1, Chapter 24: I Am Not One to Offer Comfort

Long Feiyun placed the box into the carriage and closed the door, yet he could still feel dozens of scorching gazes fixed upon his back.

A perfectly fine guqin had been destroyed right before his eyes, leaving Xiao Kaiyang so infuriated that his whiskers were twitching. However, despite his rage, he maintained his composure and refinement; he merely glared coldly, refraining from hurling any insults.

"Of course, my craftsmanship is excellent. But Ruoxi, you really should pay more attention to your image," Yingjun said with great smugness after hearing Lin Ruoxi praise his handiwork.

With a soft whimper, she burrowed into his arms. Hmph, if you won't come over, can't I just come to you?

"Ouch, no more, no more. Ha ha!" Cao Cao laughed heartily, but Guan Yu, watching from the side, did not look pleased.

Jing Wuming finished off his opponent, resolved the struggle with his formidable rival, and then approached slowly with a sneer. Carrying the ancient artifact fused with the Green Lotus Formation map, he cornered the python-dragon in a standoff, primarily fearing that she might possess some forbidden technique to launch a sneak attack on Qin Tian.

Long Feiyun then recounted the entire story—how Feng Wushuang had been poisoned, and how he and the old drunkard Lei Dongtian were taking her to Shu.

"You dog relying on its master’s power, this entire city of Luoyang is nothing but a desolate tomb in my eyes; what is there for you to boast about?" the voice persisted relentlessly.

Long Ying had never felt such humiliation; he had been stabbed twice in quick succession, bleeding all over, and knocked to the ground.

Rumble... A large truck drove into the drill ground, its bed piled high with thick, solid logs over two meters long.

Seeing her return to the capital this time, although her complexion was somewhat pale, she was already able to walk about. He felt relieved, thinking her recovery was going well, yet who could have known that their next encounter would be under such circumstances? Fate truly enjoys playing tricks on people.

Strangely enough, whenever she was in front of her mother, Kang Qiao’s temperament would become much calmer, and she would feel a sense of stability that was hard to put into words. Naturally, this eased the harshness she usually felt toward her younger brother, Zhang Dun.

"Furong, your performance just now was excellent!" Ding Jiuxi, unwilling to dwell on her own naive past, changed the subject.

"I hate you!" He added one more sentence. Even though Lin Xiaoxi had her back to him and could not see his expression, she could sense the disgust in his tone, and her vision suddenly blurred. She tried to speak several times, but was choked by sobs; she did not want him to see her like this.

However, he did not want to let Murong Xue off so easily. The soldiers sacrificed in this war deserved comfort; these hundreds of thousands of lives could not have been lost in vain. He knew that glossing over the peace was absolutely impossible, and if he could not reach an understanding with Murong Xue, he would not rule out using unconventional means.

Lu Anning had not finished speaking when a loud explosion erupted from the cemetery, a sound so thunderous it seemed to shake the heavens.

But for now, she had to return to the Shen residence. As long as her grandmother and father were there, she believed she would be safe. Once the Prince took her into his household, even if she wanted to cause trouble, she would have no opportunity to do so.

During the War of Resistance in Wuhan, the entire Luojia Hill campus became the military command hub for the Nationalist Government leading the national resistance, and Banshan Lodge became Chiang's primary residence and office. Ding Xiaoyi never imagined he would encounter Brother Wu Hao here, and that he would be a neighbor to the national leader, Chiang.

Lü Chao’s sword-like brows flickered, and a cunning glint flashed in his eyes: "Since Lord Tang puts it that way, release Song Yang first, and this Marquis might consider the matter of Miss Shanhu..." How could he not know the usual tricks of the Governor?

"Commander Yan is more pragmatic and superior to other warlords in terms of economic, commercial, and educational development, but I believe your development plan is far from enough! Shanxi is a province rich in resources, known as a sea of coal. From north to south, there are six major coalfields: Datong, Ningwu, Xishan, Hexi, Qinshui, and Hedong."

"Why!" Avril immediately protested. It had been so difficult to go shopping with her darling, and although there were a few tagalongs, it was a perfect opportunity to reconcile with Leng Feng.

Although he only cared about the result, what did this have to do with this guy? Did he not feel he was overstepping his bounds?

"This company couldn't have been started by you and my brother, could it?" Han Qi asked with mild surprise as she stepped out of the car.

She had not known the names of these two, but having seen them once at a banquet and heard Yue Kongming give her a detailed introduction of the top experts from each sect, she immediately called them by their names upon seeing them.

Long Aotian placed the Qinghua Demon Fruit, stripped of its fruit, back into his space and took out the strange item awarded for reaching the Earth Realm. It was a shimmering golden talisman, seemingly crafted from divine metal—thin, razor-sharp, and engraved with profound Daoist patterns.

Zhen Liang entered and saw Ji Nie sitting there leisurely drinking tea, with Lan, dressed in black and carrying a sword on his back, standing silently on guard.

She recalled what Ji Nie had asked her after he painted this picture for her: "If I were to sell this painting to you for one hundred thousand gold coins, would you buy it?"

Inside the carriage, Yun Ruoxue and Jiang Ziyue were still talking. They had finally reunited after a long separation, and now that they had to part again, they were naturally filled with reluctance.

Assisting Jin Caiying with her luggage, she checked out of the hotel, sat in the Mercedes G55 waiting at the entrance, and headed straight for Houhai.

Even the aura radiating casually from Long Aotian's body was an immense burden for them to endure.

Oh, being reminded by Su He, Ye Qingcheng finally remembered that such a thing had happened. The Princess had told her a few days ago, but she had been so focused on drawing and improving weapons that she had truly forgotten it to the back of her mind.

At this moment, Leng Mingxu realized that everything around him was illusory. When he reached out to touch a flower, his fingers did not brush against it but passed straight through, as if stroking the air—yet all of this still tugged at his heart.

In terms of external perception, Xia Xiyan and Zhang Yuan were evenly matched. Unfortunately, perception alone was far from enough; one also needed the various abilities to convert perceived information into combat power, which required perfect tactical maneuvering and rich combat experience.

"What is it?" Seeing Xia Fangyuan’s expression, it seemed she knew what it was. Gong Shaoxie asked in confusion. What on earth was this thing that could surprise Xia Fangyuan so much?