Chapter 36: Storms Arise

By five o’clock in the afternoon, Li Lei informed the other party that he would be attending a gathering with his classmates. That day, Songzi carefully reviewed the contents in his mind several times. Li Heng ordered him to divide their forces into smaller, more flexible squads, dispersing them to harass the local residents still living around Guangzhou’s outskirts. The primary goal was not to take the city, but to prevent any troops within Guangzhou from leaving to support another battle.

“Damn, this old monster is so powerful. If I have no other choice, I’ll have to use my essence blood to blast him to death.” Xia Moqiu was still confident in the mysterious drop of essence blood in his body; after all, it had always come to his aid in moments of crisis.

All the other buildings around here were quite low, but this hotel stood five floors tall—no wonder it was considered the highest vantage point.

Chief of Staff Hang Mo had been listening intently to everyone’s statements; it seemed they were all discussing tactical matters.

Han Lin suddenly realized he was lying stark naked in a bathtub. The bathwater exuded a medicinal fragrance, the pale red liquid confirming that this was indeed a medicinal soak.

Li Jueqing was about to respond when Li Feng grabbed his hand and shook his head, then gestured at Lin Jianfeng.

Guided by Bai Jue, A Fei’s kunai sliced through one body after another among the Misty Shadows; this was a premeditated, well-orchestrated massacre.

The medical team members worked tirelessly for a long time, and those who had been gravely ill gradually began to recover.

Yang Yi smiled and nodded, agreeing to be a guest, but he insisted that he and Princess Sophie must remain free, not to be confined or coerced. The official realized it would be nearly impossible to control Yang Yi and the princess, so he agreed to Yang Yi’s conditions.

In the year 1119 AD, Fang La’s rebel army swept across almost all of Jiangnan with unstoppable momentum.

More than three hundred elite cavalrymen, under the command of Han Shizhong and Lu Zhishen, immediately formed ranks and raised their large crossbows in unison, nocking their bolts and aiming ahead.

“You invited me here, but are you sure Larry Brown and Popovich want to see me? I did steal their championship, after all,” Sun Zhuo said with a laugh to Wade.

The two instantly plunged into a fierce battle—it appeared graceful and light, yet every move was deadly, each strike aimed at the vital points, leaving no room for mercy. Their intent was to kill.

After nodding, Zhang Xiu turned and left the tent. Meanwhile, Li Ru, who had been quietly handling military affairs off to the side, secretly took note of the matter, growing deeply wary of Zhang Xiu.

Upon hearing Yang Yi’s command, the soldiers of the Divine Martial Army, led by their centurion, spurred their horses to meet him as he turned to flee. Behind the army, the Great God of Sterility used his body to block the Queen of Hearts’ magic again and again. Yang Yi never looked back, but the queen’s furious curses and the sound of her attacks resounded behind him.

Scott sighed and nodded. Although Hammer Industries could not compare to Stark Industries, it still dwarfed most others. For a corporation of such size, keeping Tony under surveillance was not a difficult task.

After swallowing a Strength Pill and a Diamond Elixir, and adding a Luck Charm for good measure, Zhao Hao took a deep breath. Before Wang Jue, Xie Yu, Zhao Chuan, and the others could react, he strolled calmly toward the two figures in the arena, leaving everyone staring in astonishment.

Watching the spiritual light flicker continuously in the Spirit Mirror, Yun Feiyang finally deduced some of its uses.

“Let’s go over and have a look.” Even though it was now clear that the dark shapes were statues, Young Master Mu remained vigilant—caution was his nature. Even when facing an ordinary person, he would never let his guard down.

“I’ve told you before: who I choose to be with is my own business,” she said coolly.

At her words, everyone hurried back to their camels, mounted up, and set off in the indicated direction.

“You fiends and monsters dare use such evil arts! You’ll have no place to die and be buried!” The man surnamed Chen kept shrinking backward.

The midday sun was scorching, but I’d come prepared, carrying a sunshade with me. I opened the umbrella to shield Meizi from the harsh sunlight.

I was a bit surprised by what I heard. It was only after Uncle Song explained that I learned Huang Lei’s mother died young. The old master of the Huang family later married a much younger wife—a woman surnamed Zhang. The old master died suddenly in his own bedroom, and his young wife vanished without a trace, as if she had evaporated from the world.

“My dad’s about to return to the country. When vacation starts, I’ll take you to my house…” Lele spoke to herself, gazing up at the ceiling, a faint blush creeping over her face.

After speaking, he pulled out about a dozen talismans from his pocket, handing four to each person, then took off his backpack and put on the leather robe he’d packed inside.

“What’s this?” I asked in confusion as I took the bag. When I peeled back the outer wrapping, I saw that Meizi had given me a transparent glass bottle filled with tiny origami stars. “Did you fold all of these?” I asked in surprise.

Last night, Shen Zhangtian hadn’t gone home but instead went to the Drifting Clouds Society. He didn’t care about the USB drive at all, so as soon as he arrived, he casually tossed it on his office desk.

Yet, who was Li Tingji? The imposing air of Shen and Zhu could hardly intimidate him. He remained unmoved, speaking with calm ease.