Volume 1, Chapter 28: Spoils of the Bandit Suppression
"I see no reason for them to do that," another worker remarked. "Even if we are fired, we can just find other work. We are grown men with hands and feet; surely we won't starve to death?"
Xia Tian, still dressed in her plain white uniform with cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs, sat in the teahouse, gazing down at the street with an indifferent expression. Opposite her sat the slouching, roguish young man.
A few days later, the truth was brought to light. He utilized the Circle Network to clarify the situation and handle the public relations.
This fortress originally possessed sophisticated defensive facilities. Powerful Titan constructs, such as Anubis and the Tol'vir who had come from Uldum in the East, stood guard within without sleep or rest.
Later, Su Yu went to visit Zhao Zilong, the rising star of the Divine Spear Hall, only to be surprised to find that this up-and-coming talent had an attitude quite different from that of Qiao Qingfeng or Yang Mian.
However, the man's next action caught him off guard: he immediately knelt, prostrating himself fully on the ground while muttering some extremely sacred-sounding declarations, though he did not make an effort to listen closely.
Finally, after the army had made full preparations, the all-out assault on Constantinople began.
Although his heart burned with fury, the Chongzhen Emperor did not show it, for he knew that now was not the opportunity to act against them; the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Han Ce, was right.
He knew that the Circle Network’s incentive mechanism and management system were excellent, and indeed, they had kept the Circle Network Group free of turbulence for so many years.
"Sister Liu, are you planning to start preparing for the Academy of Sciences exam this year?" Dayu'er asked, showing great concern for Liu Rushi.
Moreover, beyond these primordial essences of the Five Elements, there were other precious primordial treasures of equal value, such as the Earth Spirit Essence, the Heavenly Bone Essence, and the Dao Blood Essence.
Boundless baleful and resentful energy accumulated in secret within the cold seawater and the pitch-black air. Countless aquatic creatures, fish and shrimp alike, swept into these waters by the tides, leaped out of the water in agitation, thrashing about with ferocious expressions before falling back in, driven to a frenzy and attacking one another.
Before she entered, it was silent here; after she entered, it remained silent. The guards did not even lift their eyes to look at her.
Yet he felt that even if one were bedeviled by demons, such profound hatred could not simply vanish. Sure enough, later on, the eldest master of the Xie family ceased his visits, and then word came that the old Madame Xie herself had forbidden him from entering the Xie household.
Because of their sudden appearance, the Fortune Jade Plate was surrounded on all sides, impenetrable as if by wind or rain.
Mo Ning had never felt so humiliated, being toyed with like a plaything by a few beasts.
Amidst the jeers of one hundred thousand Barcelona fans, one could still hear the cheers of the Chelsea supporters.
In such a noisy environment, Lampard suddenly heard a very familiar voice.
Every day since arriving in the Weilan Empire, Mo Yi’s understanding of the world was constantly being refreshed; he had not expected the varieties of the Zerg to be the same.
"Your Majesty, when the First Emperor's Tripod was lost, the Prince of Zhenbei volunteered to search for it, but instead, he used the opportunity to gather troops everywhere. When the Xianzong Emperor fell critically ill, he conspired with ministers to sow instability in the court. The late Emperor endured countless hardships to secure the throne, and out of mercy for him being his imperial brother, he could not bear to order his execution, only commanding him to return to the capital—is that not so?" the Prince of Dongping asked.
Thinking of what would happen once the child was found, Mother Guo felt some strength return to her body. She picked up the remaining half-bowl of porridge; though it had gone cold, she drank it with a look of satisfaction. Li Huier, who had entered late, saw this scene and felt her anxious heart finally settle.
Warm breath brushed against Yu Qiqi’s ear, making her feel ticklish. After hearing what Xi Muhai said, her expression shifted.
Just as Ye Chuchu had said, the Chu siblings were no fools; naturally, they would not blame the affairs of the Shentu family on Tu Yue.
That sentence had seemed like nothing when first heard. Now, savoring it carefully, it held a distinct flavor.
Wang Tian could not help but complain. It was one thing to be crowded at his table during breakfast—that was a public place, after all, and no matter what, he couldn't drive her away—but this was a different matter entirely. This was simply intolerable.
"Why is there no one here to serve you? Someone arrived, and you didn't even react?" On the verge of a mental breakdown, Imperial Concubine Ye became somewhat aggressive.
On the way to the company, Xi Muhai stopped at the shop Yu Qiqi liked best, buying her favorite custard buns, a fruit box, and a bottle of milk tea.
Qu Qi did not hesitate; she drove a sharp blade-grass stalk through her shoulder, and blood splattered across the floor instantly. Terrified gasps erupted from the students behind her.
Yet, none of them noticed that as more and more ants died, a grey, dim mist began to rise in the area, and the grey fog was thickening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Those who could become high-level weapon smiths were all old enough to be their grandparents. As long as those soul mages were not fools, most were already Soul Kings, possessing mental strength far superior to their own as Soul Sects or Soul Masters, giving them a significant advantage in weapon forging.
Hua Jiu blushed suddenly, feeling as if she were being teased by an old rogue, and swiped Old Yu Zhengze’s hand away.
If not for the mysterious disappearance of the Underworld Island, that place would likely have been their target long ago.
The Yin fire was too scarce; Hua Jiu felt nothing after swallowing it, but it stirred up a hunger she had been suppressing for a long time.
As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Haitian struck first, limbs splayed and shields expanded, shaking away the surrounding paper talismans. But immediately, the Qiankun Five Elements Formation reassembled. This time, however, Lin Haitian was prepared; he coated his fists in an extra layer of armor, striking down the constantly reforming talismans again and again.