Chapter 32: Electrolux’s Sales Pitch

the wine and the ordinary bottled wine, but the Avengers, filled with anticipation to save the world, had no time to fuss over such trifles.

Having been away from home for a full decade, returning now meant having no one left but his parents; he had no other friends or relatives to speak of. He could not alarm his parents with this matter, as they were already in their sixties, and he could not bear to cause them any further worry.

After spending a day at the Jiang family residence, Qin Ruoxi had met the members of the family. Following some polite exchanges and a meal, everyone retired to their rooms to rest.

Fatty knew that the lanky man’s eyesight was extraordinary. In their tomb-raiding circle, the lanky man was known as "The Thousand-Mile Eye," as it was said he could see twice as far as an ordinary person.

Guo Daxian’s strategy for attacking the fortresses of the Qiu and Yin families was to besiege one while attacking the other. He had once ordered his elite cavalry to deploy on the outer flanks to the east and west, while stationing another detachment in the dense woods between the two fortresses to intercept reinforcements. In terms of arrangement, Guo Daxian’s layout was airtight; he was truly an old veteran well-versed in the art of war.

Next came the time for He Bai and Cai Yong to drink wine and discuss philosophy. However, the format was mostly Cai Yong asking questions and He Bai providing the answers. As long as the topic wasn't a particularly obscure point of Confucian doctrine, even when it came to the teachings of Huang-Lao, He Bai could discourse with Cai Yong with ease.

These three major factions of the Black Mountain Army would sometimes unite to attack and at other times split up for guerrilla warfare, causing the imperial court endless headaches. Yet, at this moment, eleven factions of the Black Mountain Army had gathered in Luan City for the sole purpose of dealing with He Bai, a mere Taiyuan Commandant commanding three thousand troops, which left everyone deeply astonished.

Cao Cao realized that his family background and values differed from He Bai’s, which was why he found it difficult to get close to him. However, it seemed a bit too late to try and understand the mindset of the low-born scholars now. Perhaps he could try discussing grand ideals regarding the nation and its people, as that might offer some common ground.

"Cheng Jing, go to Zhao Dafa’s car and fetch that 800,000 to my vehicle," Yang Zhengjie said indifferently.

Brett sensed the crisis and nodded to J; there was no way to hold back his strength now.

Yu Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, thinking that there was no avoiding it this time. The task of slaying Hua Xiong while the wine was still warm should have belonged to Brother Guan, but since he hadn't arrived, Yu Xin had to take his place. By the way, where had that fellow Liu Bei disappeared to lately? He hadn't heard a whisper of him. Wasn't he the most enthusiastic about restoring the Han Dynasty?

"Brother Guanqiu, have you prepared everything for tomorrow's alchemy competition?" Lan Zirou asked, pulling on the man’s sleeve.

With a beauty by my side, I couldn't care whether I was acting like a beast or worse, because time was running out. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, I began to meditate in silence.

"Father, this is all because you spoiled him. Whatever Lan Ziming wanted, you gave him. This is the result of your indulgence," Lan Zitian said bluntly to Lan Yuhai. Even if Lan Ziming was a good-for-nothing, he was still his half-brother, and the lack of harmony between them pained him deeply.

The members of the Zhuli Sect drifted nearby on their boats; as innate-level experts, they could naturally hear the conversation between Ye Xinglan and Han Yangze clearly.

The dragon frowned, its body shuddering violently. The brilliance of the freezing beam surrounding it and the surface of the water that had begun to freeze were shattered by the Gyarados’s domineering power.

After Cai Yan left, Xu Ding called for a few personal guards to carry Yu Xin to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then retreated from the bedroom to stand guard outside the door personally.

"Bao-long! Don't worry!! We will definitely be alright!!" Although his body was continuously buffeted by the ocean waves, Yang’s consciousness remained clear. He knew he couldn't collapse. Feeling the trembling of the Bao-long in his arms, Yang couldn't help but encourage it loudly, hoping it wouldn't give up.

When Zhang Rang led He Jin into a narrow corridor, he suddenly jumped several yards away and waved his hand, shouting, "Where are the executioners? Seize this traitor at once!" As soon as Zhang Rang finished speaking, dozens of imperial guards armed with axes and blades rushed out from deep within the woods on both sides.

After the Great Hunting Season ended, the White Shadow Seat was busy preparing for war. Countless enslaved races had already built a rainbow bridge reaching toward the other side of the sky.

They had expected that whoever could injure dozens of their sect members must be an extraordinary existence, which was why they had mobilized such a large force to make an example of them. They hadn't expected to find only two seemingly unremarkable youths before them.

A day later, the flow of people in Konoha Village increased as hundreds of wealthy merchants arrived, hoping to catch a glimpse of Yun Xuan.

Such indulgent favor, whether for the sake of the An family's contributions or the child in her womb, no longer seemed so important at this moment.

Lu Xingliu was stunned at first upon hearing those words, and then her face turned red with shame and anger. Subconsciously, she raised her hand to slap him, but she forcibly restrained herself mid-air and stood there in a daze for a long while.

From the look of extreme hatred on the White Shadow Chief's face, Cang Ye knew that to take revenge on him, this "Son of Fear" had paid a price he might never be able to recover from.

"If you hadn't borrowed the Eastern Emperor Bell during that battle at the Celestial Realm, would you have been able to beat me?" Huang Tian snorted coldly.

Yang Daosi’s actions were indeed far beyond Zhao He’s expectations. In his view, helping Li Xun was equivalent to helping the Prince of Qi, and the Prince of Qi was clearly the biggest obstacle to the Prince of Chu ascending to the position of Crown Prince.

Lady Liu crawled forward a few steps, trying to chase after them to plead her case, but Mi Fei immediately ordered the guards to cover her mouth and drag her out. As she struggled, her hair came undone, and her disheveled appearance was truly frightening.

The people in the president’s office were whispering, while Li Zelü glanced at the clock on the wall and silently counted down. He was counting down to when Guan Yanqi, who visited the Guan Group twice every day, would appear.

"Dad!—" Xia Fangyuan rushed to the hospital bed and grabbed her father’s hand, which was still warm. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Jin Xicheng was unhappy when he heard this. "Scum" was too harsh a word! As the respectable young master of the Jinlan Villa, he had discovered since arriving in the capital that his status was declining day by day. Not only was he unwelcome in the Prince’s mansion, but even his second uncle, who usually doted on him, would always speak to him with cold sarcasm.

If not for witnessing the Ghost King—an incomplete, elderly man—exhibit such world-shattering power in just a few moves, he might have truly believed he had entered the ranks of the world’s most powerful elite.

"Of course it has to do with me. This is Changhai City, my territory. A wicked person like you actually dares to appear here," Ye Tianyu said calmly.