Chapter 52: A Hen Protecting Her Chicks

Right in the middle of the ocean at this moment.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Sneaking ashore in the middle of the night to be all cozy with a female. Our king really knows how to live."

Two heads broke the surface of the water, watching Xiao Ze and Ling Yinyin intertwined in intimacy from afar, not daring to step forward and disturb them.

The state of Ming had repeatedly fought the Wei-Song alliance two-on-one and emerged victorious, making it recognized as the strongest among the three Central Plain states. Moreover, relying on the Central Plain region, any movement there would inevitably affect the whole situation.

Then let them drive their submarines all the way from Thailand to Tokyo Bay. Tokyo's subway network is dense, but can they drive around five hundred meters underground?

Victor Li stood aside with a smile, not interrupting. Li Ka-shing did not immediately ask any further questions either, but as he gave a slight nod, Alice observed clearly that the corners of his mouth curved into a gratified and satisfied smile.

This time, Yang Liu Lang did not ask why. After all, the situation in Yinshan City was so critical, and as the garrison commander, Yang Liu Lang could not leave. Only people of sufficient weight like Li Jing and Yang Wu Lang going to seek reinforcements could demonstrate that Yinshan City was on the brink of destruction.

The construction companies all expressed to Yang Yong that they accepted his demands. At worst, they would work in three shifts to ensure his requirements were met.

Due to her own physical condition, Huangfu Ling could no longer bear children after giving birth to Li Huai. To provide Li Xunhuan with more offspring, Huangfu Ling constantly urged him to take more concubines, thereby laying a solid foundation for the future generations of the Li family clan.

Thus, he returned once more to the world that had plunged him into such a plight, soaring across the vast earth, trailing boundless radiance like a shooting star.

He extended an invitation—the instinctive reaction of a monarch upon encountering a person of talent.

Long ago, Fang Yan had learned from the information transmitted to him by the "Gate of Time and Space" that there were actually two ways to use it.

"Damn Gu Yi! Damn Roaring Heaven Hall!" Zhao Min smashed everything within reach into pieces with an expression of pure fury, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

Spectators all around seemed to realize that the most exciting part of the match was about to begin, and they all focused their attention intently.

For a dignified and imposing middle-aged man stepped into the shop. He had a square face, a benevolent look in his eyes, a string of Buddhist prayer beads wrapped around his wrist, and a gentle, spring-breeze-like smile between his brows.

Yet upon opening his phone, the pop-up news failed to calm his churning heart. Nearly the vast majority of people believed the rumor that Wei Mi was having an affair with Ye Qiuling, given that there were photographs of their dates—to call it ironclad proof was hardly an exaggeration.

Liang Bo, a medium-height middle-aged man, had always given Wu Di a very mysterious feeling. His eyes were particularly striking; they did not look like human eyes, but rather like the eyes of a beast. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, as if a single glance could pierce through everything about a person.

The Great Immortal duo could understand this; after all, Xiao Jin had once shared that kind of relationship with Wei Mi, so it was completely normal for him to ask a few separate questions now that trouble had arisen.

"Du Bixing, I really didn't expect you to change so much!" After watching the battle video between Du Bixing and Wei Cheng on the school forum, Yang Yuhuan sighed with deep emotion.

Xia Xiaonan had been living on her own since she was twenty-four, holding down a stable job. She truly sounded like someone who had nothing to do with fatal disasters, let alone such a tragic death.

For a split second, Zhang Zhigao felt a twinge of panic, but he snapped back to reality almost immediately. He was nothing more than a good-for-nothing, not even a citizen of the Great Tang. A person like that could die in some dark corner and nobody would ever know—what was there to fear?

He Shuishui's aunt glanced at Zhang Chu. Although Zhang Chu's face was calm and he wasn't carrying anything, she still cast a slightly worried look at her husband, fearing that Zhang Chu might act on impulse and beat him up.