Chapter 56

Perhaps before long, this matter would spread throughout the city of Yanjing, and by then, how could she still show her face in society?

Standing inside the Hokage's office within the Hokage Building, one could command a direct view of the distant entrance of the Hidden Leaf Village.

It was precisely because of these distractions that he had failed to pay close attention to this disciple. Never had he expected that this momentary lapse in concentration would lead to such a mess! At present, he knew that any further concealment was utterly futile. Presumably, the spies monitoring Sixi had already reported the news directly to the Jade Emperor.

"Rest assured, we will definitely kill Jun Muqing," the other three said with bitter hatred. Now that they had been reduced to this state, it was entirely thanks to Jun Muqing. How could they possibly let her off easily? That was an absolute impossibility.

After Gu Zhaofei and the other two dragged the unconscious Cao Daye away, Ao Qiushuang slowly spoke using telepathic transmission: "I can only give you a hint. Internal energy and the physical body are closely connected. In the beginning, the body generates blood-qi strength, and the martial way originates from this blood-qi strength."

To put it frankly, throughout an entire generation, there were only ever one or two individuals who possessed a moniker, while titles like the "Three Sons of Lingxiao" were so rare that they scarcely appeared once across many generations.

The Uchiha clan had completely abandoned any thought of hostility toward Hane. They knew the gap in strength was simply too vast to ever shake Hane, and they even had to worry every day whether Hane might come looking for trouble with them again.

As it turned out, this person was the current emperor's third son, Liu Chengping, twenty years of age, and the son of Lady Zhou.

Song Shijing's movements remained quite graceful, likely due to her frequenting such establishments. She picked up the menu, ordered a few Western dishes, and asked Mu Qian what flavors and styles he preferred.

Being at the Meridian-Opening stage yet still worrying about clothing and food—this fellow was certainly naive, though one could also say he possessed genuine ambition. Otherwise, in this commandery city, whichever family or sect he went to, wouldn't he be treated as an honored guest?

After dinner, Tantai Mingjing and his wife did not linger. Following a brief cleanup, they rushed off to Subei Airport.

The taciturn young man, Ah Sen, maintained his usual expressionless demeanor. He was utterly devoted to following Tantai Yinian's lead.

Masters at the Bronze Sovereign tier were not very abundant. The other two barely managed to hold off a single Bronze Sovereign late-stage expert, leaving no one else to spare.

Consequently, many scavengers discovered only after driving their daggers into the dinosaurs' bodies just how excruciatingly difficult it was to carve even a single piece of flesh from them.

"Xuance, what on earth is going on with Fei-ge? Tell me the honest truth!" Li Yanfu demanded, launching straight into a fierce interrogation.

In other words, Patriarch Hongjun was a remarkably good teacher, closely resembling the legendary image of a benevolent mentor who imparted the Dao to three disciples.

Xiao Yi's dressing style remained consistent with his usual self, though given the occasion, he had changed into a relatively new wizard robe. The magic runes inscribed upon it were archaic yet simple, nevertheless sparking discussions among the crowd below.

Unfortunately, what they did not know was that Huang Sanlang had vanished from Xiong Ba's sight right at that precise moment.

Although Pilsen was a foreigner, he was utterly infatuated with Chinese martial arts. Having apprenticed to quite a few martial arts instructors in Chinatown and learned numerous Chinese techniques, he naturally displayed several of those moves from time to time during the sparring matches.

Following Mo Chen's train of thought, Zheng Yi trailed behind him to the back of the shopping mall building, where they smoothly found an entrance resembling an emergency exit. People carrying breakfast were continuously walking in with hurried steps.

As for Chen Youzong, following a heart-to-heart talk where he actively and proactively leaned toward the Chinese military, he was directly appointed as the garrison battalion commander of a certain region and transferred back to Jiangxi Province. Mi Chun was assigned to keep an eye on him, along with a detachment of trusted guards to both monitor and protect him.

As the Rogue Encampment, which had stabilized the earliest, saw Kashya—the supreme commander formerly in charge of its defense—announce the commencement of the festival, all the citizens and professionals dwelling around the outer and inner districts burst into enthusiastic cheers and celebrations.

At the bio-solar industry planning meeting, Li Menghua was attentively listening to an economist's presentation when his phone suddenly vibrated. Pulling it out, he saw a WeChat message sent by his disciple, Tian Haitao.

Under Master Cangsong's command, the disciples of Dragon Head Peak, who had just been in a state of chaos, began to rally around familiar martial brothers and senior sect members. Some disciples even formed simple defensive formations based on their usual familiarity with joint combat.

Currently, only government procurement remained stable; even the purchasing projects of local governments were increasingly being infiltrated by emerging biotech companies.

Through the helmet communicator, Wang Chen's voice of instruction and care was unmistakably conveyed.

This was perhaps the very reason why the bugs divided themselves into such squads. With powerful ranged offensive support, the movement range of those warrior bugs would expand significantly.

"Oh?! Eike, you have a Divine Knight too?!" Lisha asked in surprise, hearing this news for the very first time.

Following a torrent of scathing abuse, Zhang Qiang sat back down in his chair, accepted a cup of clear tea from a guard, and took a sip. The tea moistened his throat and its warmth infused his entire body with a sense of well-being. Zhang Qiang closed his eyes, savoring the subtle fragrance of the clear tea.

However, for Huang Jiaojia and Huang Taiye, two people accustomed to city life, the endless transformations unfolding within the Ye Family Manor were far too shocking, leaving their inner worlds unsettled for a long time to come.

Situ Qing'er did not know that even if she had not been defiled by that rough fellow, the Fourth Prince would never take her as his bride after her body had been exposed to the sight of so many people in full view of the public.