59. The Banquet at Hongmen
Led by the county magistrate’s constable, the group ascended to the bow of the ship via the lowered gangplank. Laborers untied the coarse hemp ropes fastened to the wooden stakes along the shore.
Clatter, clatter!
The iron chains of the anchor were drawn up by shirtless laborers inside the government’s treasure ship, who turned the wooden capstan. The treasure ship, moored at the dock, slowly pulled away from the shore. Standing behind the railing, Lei Ji watched as the encampment grew more distant. The roughly constructed watchtower displayed soldiers waving hand-held flags—this squad remained to guard the narrow pass.
Regarding the proposal of Putro, the god of conspiracy, the shadow god Dak voiced no opposition. He too believed it was undoubtedly the safest course.
The two tyrant warriors seemed to have reached their peak; each strike was exceedingly fierce, even tinged with a resolve to perish together.
After bathing, Li Haonan changed into casual home attire and descended from upstairs, refreshed. Gentle music flowed softly through the house. The kitchen light glowed a warm yellow, casting ripples of warmth, while aromas wafted out.
“You’ll try on a few outfits for me, then we’ll have dinner, followed by a trip to the mall, and finally the auction,” Feng Yuxi explained.
“What do you intend to do to me? Even if I die, I, Saga, will never submit to you.” Black-haired Saga was truly defiant, hastily attempting to self-destruct. Sadly, he lacked the capability; before Liu Hao, even his life was no longer his own—how could he possibly self-destruct?
“Your Highness Heth, what do you think?” The Radiant God Glory had no choice but to defer to the Time God Heth. As the eldest among the gods of light and an upper-tier deity, Heth wielded considerable influence.
A plea flickered in the man’s eyes; he wished he could shoot himself, but he no longer had the strength to even grasp the gun.
“Let it be so! I also believe that once we secure dominion over the entire realm of light gods, the angels will feel honored and no longer entertain thoughts of falling,” declared the warrior angel Michael.
Two men escorted the stout man inside, while the others remained outside. Without permission, no one else would be allowed entry.
Thus, in this era where milk made one a mother and money a father, there was virtually nothing that couldn’t be resolved with money.
“Then let her run right into it!” Lin Ling rested her head against Zhao Yue’s chest, gently stroking it.
Because the arrows were fired in a fan-shaped spread, only half the crossbow was used, yet it completely covered the entire front of the battlefield.
“Indeed impressive, I find myself at a loss,” Jian Gu Lao, no longer paying attention to Liu Chang, sighed with relief and nodded in agreement.
In truth, Qin Shu had nothing to say to her; he only shouted to stop her.
“You scoundrel senior brother…” Liu Shuang clenched her teeth hard. She was not foolish and knew that Qin Shu and Luo Feiwen were mocking her in unison.
“I say, disciple, can we end this conversation now?” The Medicine Consort was growing impatient.
Yet the five were already terrified, charging desperately toward the cave entrance. None turned back to help the burlap-clad giant or the pair of sea gods. Not even the other sea god came to rescue his twin brother.
Later, attempts were made to explain Mercury’s anomalous perihelion precession with electromagnetic theory, but to no avail.
“Damn it! Where did you get a photo of my sister?” Quan Hulu immediately entered a rage, but the next moment, Bai Qingyan’s devastating weapon cleanly subdued him.
Everything seemed set in stone; under the surprise attack of the four, a clearly vulnerable demon beast was about to be annihilated in an instant.
At this point, Gu De knew he had to change tactics. Zhao Yanran was stubborn and ruthless, willing to stake both her own life and that of her child. Gu De was thoroughly impressed by her determination.