Chapter 61: The Emperor Personally Leads the Campaign

Prince Xuan truly did not mean to neglect the matter; he had genuinely forgotten about it.

"Rest assured, Jinjin, I will have someone revoke the arrest warrant tomorrow."

He gently stroked Yuan Jinjin's belly. "Has he been good lately? Is he still giving you a hard time?"

In truth, Yuan Jinjin's belly had not even begun to show yet, and the child was still unformed, incapable of causing any disturbance. It was merely the morning sickness that was severe, causing her to vomit incessantly day and night.

"He is very well-behaved, it's just my own body that fails me. I vomit whatever I eat, I'm afraid—"

The Jade Emperor arrested the Goddess of Flowers, banishing her into an Epiphyllum flower that could only bloom for a single instant each year, forbidding her from ever seeing her lover again. He also sent the young man to Mount Lingshan to become a monk, bestowing upon him the name Skanda, making him forget his past lives and forget the Goddess of Flowers.

At that moment, Li Wudao's personal quantum brain vibrated as a communication request sought connection.

"You people are practitioners of the Dao, how could you possibly be afraid of zombies? It's the zombies who should be afraid of you, alright," Hu Ranran said dismissively.

Having waited for several days without any sign of the sea clan seeking revenge, he performed a sorcery ritual to leave behind a mark just in case, and then bid farewell to Liu Qing'er.

Thus, whether it was the accusation of murdering an innocent infant, beating the heir of the Marquis of Wuyang, failing to recognize one's own family, or extrapolating from a single instance to claim the Emperor was fostering disaster by heavily employing the Viscount of Wujin, all sorts of charges were filed.

The two exchanged superficial pleasantries, keeping a deliberate distance out of concern for gossip, maintaining a gap of about three meters between them.

Once this cup of wine is swallowed, even a true immortal would find it hard to resist, violating heavenly laws and tarnishing sacred precepts.

Upon seeing the raw jadeite stones, Cai Jiao immediately perked up. These were all meant for crafting array formations for her second senior brother, so there was certainly no room for carelessness.

Naturally, Cui Yufeng was quite willing to let Hu Ranran cling to him; arguably, the current situation completely served his purpose.

To take a million steps backward, even if she could shamelessly accept Sheng Jintian's shares, how was she to repay that debt of five hundred million? If the rebel forces fared poorly, Sheng Jintian would suffer losses; if the rebel forces fared well, would she have to use her share of the dividends to clear Yu Fengjiao's five-hundred-million debt?

The crowd looked over and saw a teenager of some thirteen or fourteen years old grabbing a young man, pleading bitterly.

The two were locked in fierce combat, completely unaware that the air beside them had gently rippled.

Under the protection of his master and senior brothers, the eldest senior brother escaped from Shaolin with the Shaolin heritage entrusted to him by his master, his whereabouts unknown.

Standing between heaven and earth, he made the long river of time tremble, on the verge of shattering right where he stood. His figure was extremely hazy, as if he had transcended the shackles of time, existing outside all eternal epochs.

The formation on the side of Dayxi was not lined up in a single row as she had anticipated; instead, three Sherman tanks were placed horizontally in the vanguard, with the remaining five combat vehicles positioned behind them to provide firepower output.

Hearing his words, Shen Yi was momentarily stunned, then quickly went along with the flow, grinning as he spoke.

For Xue Yan, Yan Tao was a deeply unpleasant memory. Yan Tao had once saved her, yet she had killed Yan Tao. Therefore, whenever Xue Yan heard Yan Tao's name, an instinctive reaction would well up inside her.

The crowd felt a fresh wave of speechlessness: if you ask for assistance, who would dare step forward? Before the fight even begins, what if you retract your flying sword? Wouldn't that mean plunging to one's death?

The honest multi-legged beast obediently dared not transmit any more telepathic messages, remembering that its master had ordered not to be disturbed. Trembling with its body stretching several meters long, it listened to the terrifying thunder and felt an aura capable of crushing it at any moment, shivering with fear.

However, their vision was short-sighted. Now that people from these great families were swarming in, would My Lord still bother considering the Luo family?

Hearing this, Yao Jiahui and Ma Pingyun felt a tight squeeze in their chests and immediately rushed over. Although they had both received news that tariffs were about to be hiked, their pursuit of prime jadeite remained as fervent as ever.

He blinked. "Mom, you're overthinking it, we really are just friends..." His gaze continually failed to meet his mother's eyes.

Siten Feng was seen slowly walking toward Xuejiao, his steps light, as if he were deeply afraid of waking her, his expression unconsciously softening from its previous rigidity.