Chapter 104: The Gongshu Family and the Mohists

At these words, Gongshu Cheng suddenly paused, staring at Zhao Su in astonishment. After nearly a thousand years of seclusion, few still knew of the Mohist school. If he had not revealed his identity, even Wang Wenxian would not have known that the Gongshu family were heirs of the Mohists. How could the crown prince before him possibly know?

“No need to be so surprised. I know quite a bit about your Mohist affairs,” Zhao Su said with a smile.

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Am I the one who tied the bell? As I stood there in a daze, when I lifted my eyes, the snowy night in the mirror had already vanished.

In the end, both Ye Chuiying Shilang and Ni Xingyu climbed the stairs leading to the fourth floor. The moment they ascended, an overwhelmingly eerie aura emanated from above, instilling fear even in these veteran ghost hunters. What terrifying monster could be hiding on the fourth floor?

Meanwhile, Zhu Houhuang’s carefully woven Southeast Asian trade network, whether deliberately or not, excluded Malacca City, greatly hindering its recovery.

At Lin Zeming’s words, with a sudden whoosh, the model cars in the exhibition hall and outside stretched out their long, fair legs toward the three of them.

Director Pan Jinsheng stepped out of his office and, upon seeing Lin Zeming, exclaimed in surprise, adopting a supportive expression, his face glowing with warm enthusiasm.

For a moment, they were at a loss. Hadn’t it already been said that all their firearms were rendered useless?

The heavens and earth cracked open, revealing a massive vortex, like an ancient star domain suddenly descending to obscure the entire sky.

At this moment, with the pestilential insects gone, the patient on the sickbed ceased trembling; both complexion and body returned to normal.

“Is this the ‘Ten-Mile Maple Leaf Road’ you mentioned before?” Allen asked Riel eagerly as he watched.

But today was no ordinary day. This matter concerned the life and death of a prince and could not be taken lightly. Yet, at this critical moment, they suffered a defeat. How could he bear such shame?

Fang Wan’er felt increasingly uneasy. How could Lisa possibly know so much? Every word clearly affirmed that this explosion was related to that reporter Xu. But on what grounds did Lisa firmly believe that Xu was responsible?

Even if she did not speak, if he had been an assassin hired by others, he would have surely killed mistakenly rather than letting anyone escape and would never have wasted so many words.

“What business brings you here, Marquis?” Murong Zhaoyun was not foolish enough to think he came just to drop by.

“If I cannot disguise as a human, then I’ll take the form of a beast,” Shu Mo said expressionlessly as he continued adding ingredients to the alchemy furnace.

Yuan Qingfeng realized that with two of the referees in Liu Qingwei’s team being Liu family members, winning would be far from simple. Judging by Liu Qingwei’s confident demeanor, his hunting record must include several level-nine ferocious beasts, perhaps even demon beasts.

“Fine treasure!” Seeing this, Fang Chen was immediately moved. With his intellect, it was obvious that the seemingly unremarkable jade bottle must contain something extremely precious. Otherwise, why would a gifted student from Tianwu Academy display such an expression?

And for his usually composed old friend to break down sobbing in the end—Old Jun—it was clear how grave the situation truly was.

Dragon-grade jadeite is the highest quality jadeite, exceedingly rare even after years of mining in Myanmar, as elusive as a mythical dragon glimpsed only fleetingly. Hence, it is called Dragon-grade.

At that moment, a sharp eagle cry rang out. Xiao Qingchen looked up to see a large white eagle circling the sky. Frowning, he recognized it as his own sea-eastern hawk. Its presence here indicated that something was amiss.

“No, but now it’s mine. If you like it, I’ll give it to you!” Zhao Long said with a smile.