21 A Stone

“Damn you! How dare you insult me indirectly, calling me short-sighted and heartless!” Yuxin knew that Guan Yu’s words were laced with sarcasm. He immediately turned to look at Liu Bei, only to find that Liu Bei showed no intention of stopping him. Suddenly, he understood that Liu Bei agreed with Guan Yu’s remarks.

In such a public setting, just as they had just departed the palace gates, here he was, holding a Taoist nun in his arms, whispering sweet nothings inside the carriage.

Only a portion of the commoners, those who had been ordered to disperse, stepped back, and even the guards he brought with him retreated only three steps. Yet, the surrounding nobles and dignitaries did not budge an inch.

Emperor Ling’s hatred for Zhang Jiao came from the heart, and it was understandable. The Yellow Turban Rebellion incited by Zhang Jiao nearly toppled the entire Eastern Han dynasty. To put it plainly, it almost deprived Emperor Ling of his life of extravagant indulgence. How could he tolerate that?

Dong Emiao said, “The Rakshasa Kingdom... I heard their amber ornaments and fur pelts are somewhat decent.” The rest were mediocre at best.

After finishing his words, Li Haoqian abruptly hung up the phone with force, leaving the flustered Zheng Kelan feeling a prickling numbness over her scalp and coldness in her palms and soles.

Consort Rong nodded. Although the imperial edict had not yet been issued, the marriage had indeed been decided. But what did this have to do with the Third Prince? What was he asking for? Her expression grew slightly serious as she waited for Consort Yi to continue.

Jiang Chengce pulled a new phone from his pocket and was shocked to see Mo Manni’s name on the caller ID. After much hesitation, Jiang Chengce chose to avoid the call and ultimately did not answer.

He Qingfan felt deeply wounded, as if Gu Xunyi had stabbed him with a knife, and a strong one at that. He was heartbroken and very upset. What did it mean that his image was ruined? How could that be? Hadn’t he always maintained a virtuous and upright reputation? Could it be that someone was speaking ill of him behind his back?

As for the globe, the Ninth Prince had already sent it back to his residence. Dong Emiao immediately understood it was a gift for the Empress Dowager. She found it quite novel, having only heard of globes but never seen one before. She admired it carefully, already imagining the Ninth Prince’s smug expression.

“Zhang Ling, what about you? Where do you plan to go?” Han Gang, who had been listening quietly for a while, finally spoke up.

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Wang Xuan was still trying to process Chen Ying’s words when she saw Chen Ying rush out of the room. Looking out the window, she saw an ambulance in the convoy. Her face changed, and she hurriedly followed, running downstairs.

Amid all the shouting, Brulee seemed confused and disoriented. Before she could fully recover, she was knocked unconscious. When she awoke, she was in another place, tightly bound, utterly bewildered.

Suppressing embarrassing cries, Doflamingo’s lips once again spewed fresh blood.

Ye Xiaoming’s spear whirled in an instant, forming a vast swirl of dark energy that shielded his figure as he retreated rapidly.

Moreover, the tough skin of minotaurs and ogres far surpassed that of dark elves. Even though Sally could slay a minotaur with one strike, the energy she expended would not be insignificant.

Li Yang, who had listened from beginning to end, watched the Han man’s desperate attempts to prove he was not lying. A thoughtful expression appeared in his eyes. He wondered if the village the Han man mentioned was the location of his current mission. After all, a year had been lost on the road, and he was unsure if anything had changed.

Upon entering, the scene was quite interesting. Wang Ping had already roughly deduced the situation through the magnetic field detector, but seeing it in person still felt novel—he had never witnessed such a sight before.

Wei Feng smiled, nodded, and headed toward the bathroom. He realized it had been two days since his last bath; indeed, it was time to freshen up.

“The preliminary preparations are about seventy percent complete. After finishing matters in Rome, we’ll have to visit England. About two months later, the plan will enter its implementation phase.” Facing his son, San Pao naturally concealed nothing, casually revealing these highly confidential details and timelines.

Sometimes things coincidentally fell into place—either all was calm and peaceful, or troubles came crashing down one after another. Now, before Hou Rui stood not only the museum and organizational tasks but also his greatest enemy, Mu Mo, who had suddenly appeared. How could Hou Rui remain composed?

Fortunately, a few crew members stayed aboard the ship to assist Tang Tu in navigation, leaving Tang Tu to handle the helm.

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On the battlefield, a strange scene unfolded. Ten warriors formed five duels, creating vacuums on the field. The Icewind Fortress Legion and the Icefield Allied Forces instinctively avoided these five zones. The weaker ones caught within them met a grisly end, shattered to pieces.

Though Old Master Jiang belonged to Prince Jing’s faction, he operated behind the scenes. Did he not even know who his true master was?

At the crucial moment, if Hou Rui plunged headfirst into the pool, it would be nearly impossible to find him again in the pitch-black night.

Without giving Fang Li much time to prepare, the marching ants launched their attack on him in the blink of an eye.

She was curious, though: how did that aide manage to question Gu Chun, and how had Gu Chun extracted the information?

The boy was an ordinary student at school, although somewhat of a troublemaker. The youth was the school’s gang leader, the notorious figure.

Finally, the two reached the interrogation area. Isaac unlocked the handcuffs on Sam, who took them back from Isaac’s hands.

Ding Jingxi spotted a figure ahead. In a snap, the blurry outline became clear—average height, pale complexion—none other than himself.

Seeing his brothers struggle to hold back laughter, Yun Feng feigned a cough, then turned away without a word, ignoring them as he made his way into the main hall.