Chapter 125: All Those Opposed, Raise Your Hands

The civil and military officials glanced at one another, each trying to gauge how many opposed the motion.

“I, the old and feeble, oppose,” Li Chengyun declared first. As a member of the Li family from Zhao Commandery, he was the first to raise his hand in dissent.

“I also oppose!” simultaneously, Zheng Yang, Vice Minister of Personnel from the Zheng family of Xingyang, and Zheng Haojie, Minister of Revenue, raised their hands together.

Members of the five great clans and the seven prestigious families from their own lineages...

Lu Chuyuan’s family member, He Chenxi, was very ambitious. He introduced many teachers and courses to her, which warmed her heart, and she expressed her gratitude.

Suddenly, Mu Siyue’s hand froze in midair, her gaze fixed on a particular photo of two people. The young boy held a trophy, standing beside a refined and handsome middle-aged man, both smiling warmly.

Cheng Yan’s words kept echoing in her ears, leaving her uncertain and her mind blank.

Fortunately... With a sidelong glance, she asked Fang Zhong, “Luckily, this Fang fellow has no suspicions, or else if I were rejected from marriage again, I wouldn’t be able to clear my name or maintain my standing in the circle.”

Qi Rui pursed his lips tightly, clearly in a foul mood. Ignoring him, she turned her gaze to the window, her expression complex and silent.

The person on the bed cried out, flailing their arms as if grasping for a lifeline.

Su Longyu hurriedly fed him the pill. Although it was an antidote, it was not a miraculous cure-all; it would likely only offer temporary relief.

She paid little mind to his change in attitude, instead searching her mind for the location of Beiman Planet.

“Are you trying to fool me? I’m not blind. Besides, I saw it with my own eyes. Why act as if you’re hiding something? I just didn’t have anything with Han Jiu, yet you speak as if something happened.”

Then she took his hand, leading him to the soft couch in the room. She lay down while sitting on the camel wool round rug spread on the floor, gently massaging his shoulders.

In terms of strength, a general-level mutated beast surpasses a ghost general. This means that among equals, mutated beasts are stronger than demon insect parasites. Therefore, progressing a mutated beast to king level is likely even more difficult than evolving a ghost general into a ghost king.

Riding along the road to the princess’s mansion, the household had already prepared plain clothing. She replaced her flower hairpin with simple silk and said, “I will now proceed to the palace.” After showing her badge, a eunuch escorted her to the ancestral hall.

“If you can’t kill, then you can’t kill. What’s there to be happy about?” Yan Yun kicked him down and reversed his gun.

Passing by Ju Hai Tower on the way back to the general’s residence, a crowd surrounded the large cauldron, and more people continued to gather from all directions. Luckily, I had already instructed Li Wanqing to close the shop for a day tomorrow; otherwise, this farce would have no end.

After crying for quite some time, they helped Tang Yuan up from the ground. Tang Feng came over and gave Tang Yuan a big hug. This was a complete recognition of their ancestry and homecoming. Everyone rejoiced. Only then did Tang Yuan remember Teacher Gan and the others were coming. Slapping his thigh, he hurried to release them from the Netherworld.

King Zeon was famously cheerful and affable. Though his words were flattering, the compliments were perfectly timed. Hearing them caused no offense, only great delight.

I nodded, changed into casual clothes, and followed her from the residence. After nearly an hour’s ride by carriage, we arrived at a farmhouse.

Perhaps in her eyes, no matter where they were, as long as she was with her brother Ziyang, she was happy.

“Actually, he’s not very talented. The reason he reached the ninety-ninth floor is definitely because he possessed a rare treasure!” Ge Jun remarked.

I smiled gently, soaked a while longer, feeling the water cool, then casually reached for the cotton towel by the folding screen.

Zhou Yan was desperately searching for her master’s whereabouts. She was determined to visit the Living Dead Grave. Seeing Zhou Yan’s anger, Qin Wuming dared not offend her and simply pretended not to hear, continuing to search for his beef kidneys.