Chapter Twenty-Nine: Countermeasures
This simple, innocent smile was like a flower blooming amidst a landscape of blood and ruin.
Pei Qinghe stepped forward, lifted little Yu’er into her arms, and kissed her soft cheek. “Little Yu’er, you’ll be with me from now on. I will raise you.”
Little Yu’er extended her arms to wrap them around Pei Qinghe’s neck, pressing her face against hers. The tender cheek, held firmly against her own, felt somewhat damp. Was little Yu’er crying? Pei Qinghe reached out, and what she felt was—
Lu Xingchen held up a single finger as he spoke to Xiao Kai. In truth, he was a bit worried that his asking price was too high. Although the Bloodthirsty Demon-Sealing Slash was of no use to him, it was a genuine Heaven-tier spirit technique, fair and honest in value; he figured he should aim high, as it left room for negotiation.
The mottled beast looked up toward the sky, its ink-green pupils half-closed, its gaze flickering with an innate sense of vigilance and sharpness.
Consort Xian could not help but recall the day before, when she had gone before the Emperor to report and plead for leniency. At that time, the Emperor’s expression had been indifferent, showing no signs of blame. Consort Xian had initially felt a sense of relief, assuming the Emperor had not taken the matter to heart.
“In that case, it seems today will be a brutal battle,” Yang Jingzhong said, frowning as he put away the casualty report. Merely reading the report was enough to make his heart tremble with fear.
These eyes… that particular charm and coquettish allure were so like— Suddenly, Xuan Chengyi’s face darkened. His expression shifted from surprise to indifference, and then to disappointment; his changing countenance suggested he had mistaken Tao Zhi for someone else.
Suddenly, the Blood-Red Winged Bat King’s face changed wildly. Having just struck and repelled the Snow Moon Wolf King, he tried to dodge, but was abruptly caught in a beam of sunlight. In an instant, wisps of black smoke began to rise from his body.
In City B, a subsidiary of the Tianmei Group encountered issues with its accounts. The sudden audit by the Commission for Discipline Inspection left the company in a state of panic, forcing Xie Huai to fly to City B overnight to take charge of the situation.
It was a villa, a large villa standing at the foot of a mountain. The location was somewhat remote, and the lack of human presence made it exceptionally quiet.
Qin Mo only blamed Jiang Shanying; even though her body was so exhausted, she still insisted on pushing herself, refusing to tell him anything. Her stubbornness made Qin Mo’s voice fill with profound dissatisfaction.
The Song Dynasty had noticed the outflow of copper coins abroad very early on. To meet fiscal needs and prevent the exodus of currency, the imperial court adopted a policy of circulating iron coins in border prefectures, creating a buffer zone to isolate the circulation of copper coins. From then on, iron coins were also widely used in the Huai regions, Jingxi, and Jingmen in Hubei; this was the reason for the prevalence of iron coins in the Great Song.
After destroying the tenth spirit beast, the aura in Ling Yun’s body—to the look of extreme displeasure on Luo Hao’s face—finally rose to the fifth level of the Spirit Pulse realm.
The sound of four corpses collapsing onto the ground merged into a single thud. There was nothing superfluous; the faint dust that shrouded the scene, mixed with traces of blood, resembled a quiet and beautiful painting.
When he lost his temper at the company or was angered by other matters, he rarely showed it on his face.
On the other side, as soon as Zhang Linghan heard that Chen Yulong and Lin Shuyao had divorced, she knew this was her last chance. If Chen Yulong were unwilling to accept her now, she would have even less opportunity in the future.
Guo Xiangjun accompanied Zhou Jingming as they admired the Paris square. He knew that Zhou Jingming had no heart for the scenery, his mind entirely focused on how to persuade Mr. Mark to cooperate with him.
“I have never believed that my charm is so great that it reaches such a level; I simply cherish what is before me. At the very least, based on what I see right now, Mu Xiu’s attitude toward me has not made me feel any sense of estrangement. Therefore, your reasoning holds little weight with me,” Bai Lingjing said, her tone crisp and direct.
Gu Jingyu had never encountered someone like this in all his years. She could speak logically about her own affairs every day, yet at crucial moments, she would inevitably become confused, or else commit errors with full knowledge of their nature.