Another Letter Arrives

Duoduo hadn't forgotten at all; she had simply been so overwhelmed by the joy falling from the sky that she only heard the part about not having to pay compensation, automatically filtering out everything else.

Yu Qianguan shook his head, thinking he was overthinking things. Looking at Ning Fuxian's expression, wasn't it just as he himself had described?

Stepping over those still-warm bodies and walking along paths littered with spilled alcohol and various food waste, Fiona felt especially grateful for her iron boots on occasions like this, as she never had to worry about such filthy liquids seeping into them.

Seeing Mo Qi and the others charge in, some of the men fled clutching their heads, while others picked up long sabers from the ground and rushed forward to fight.

Once everyone took this for granted, no one thought to verify it; instead, it spread far and wide.

Tang Si said indifferently, offering a far-from-warm blessing before continuing to fly forward with the two of them.

"That's a possibility, but the other party is merely a pawn, so we don't need to pay attention to them. The most important thing is the person behind him," Leng Shaoming said.

Ye Jingjia nodded. Perhaps Gu Bai was right; there were some matters she truly had to deal with, whether it was Lu Yuezhi, Zhao Qingfeng, or Qin Zhiming.

Special training? Like six years ago? Farrell was certainly willing; he even felt a deep nostalgia for those times.

However, until her stomach began to rumble and noon approached, the wedding procession from Chen Liang's side still had not arrived.

At this moment, Wu Sangui raised this banner and even named the island Fuxing Island, clearly intending to fly the banner of the Great Ming.

What surprised Yun Tu, however, was not those poisonous snakes that could no longer form a massive serpent tide, but the fact that these snakes were lingering and slithering about fifty meters away from them, not daring to approach yet unwilling to leave.

Mingzhu felt deeply ashamed. Even when she spoke sheer nonsense, he could praise her to high heaven. With things like this, she would feel too embarrassed to be lazy.

The car was still driving madly without the slightest reduction in speed. With the pursuers left far behind, why were they still in such panic? Could there be something even more terrifying than a terrorist attack?

"Wuwuwu..." Hiding in Huaxi's arms, she shrank her head and wept pitifully, the injured head crying especially miserably.

Whether it was the Nguyen clan, the Trinh clan, or the Vu clan of the Later Le Dynasty, none of them were recognized by the Great Han; they were all illegal rebel armed forces.

When they reached their hiding place, Jinfeng suddenly fluttered its wings, let out a strange cry, and swooped down.

Under such circumstances, when Yun Shaofeng turned eighteen, his father suddenly released his restrictions, allowing him to experience everything money could buy, declaring that a man who did not know how to enjoy himself was not a true man.

That's right, if they were anywhere else and learned that she was fighting Cangming, they would have rushed over regardless of the cost. Only within this formation were they unable to take further action.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. None of you need say any more," Long Aolang said slowly, his tone weary and sounding rather strained.

Qin Xiao's eyes suddenly grew slightly moist. It felt as though he hadn't experienced this kind of home-like warmth in a long time. Ever since he left Beiya, he had never put any effort into his daily life and diet, as if he had simply grown accustomed to that established routine.

Without the two of you, the entire pugilistic world would be much better off. Fuyun Nuan silently kept these words to herself, never daring to voice them aloud.

No one knew who the owner of the Tianxia Money Firm was. Even the people from the imperial court had been unable to investigate it. The owner, who had established money firms everywhere and united them into a network, was exceptionally mysterious.

"What, a pillar of the nation of today actually feels fear toward the dark forces? In that case, I think you might as well step down as police chief," Xing Yue's tone was extremely overbearing.

The man's expression changed. After weighing his options several times, he snatched the silver from Gong Chuyue's hands and fled in a panic.

Looking at Rong Lang's sleeping face, he gently kissed it, turned up the room's temperature slightly, and then slipped into bed beside him with light steps.

The chaotic sound of footsteps finally reached the mouth of the alley, and several flashlight beams swept in simultaneously, instantly illuminating the interior of the alley with absolute clarity.

Although Gu Qingming was a man of the imperial court, he was well aware of the rules of the pugilistic world. If professional assassins went on a mission and were captured or discovered, their first choice would invariably be suicide or being killed by their own people, all to prevent leaking the organization's secrets and the details of the mission.

Taking advantage of this time gap, Sun Ba gave Ran Liang about a thousand men and a few of his close bodyguards, sending them to take Xing Yue's life.

Although he still could not be certain whether Leo's disappearance signified his death, even though he felt admiration for Leo's efforts in blocking the Star-Eater, he somehow felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

The clever part was that upon taking office as a new official, he lit a fire to firmly suppress these young masters who refused to obey anyone except the emperor himself. The foolish part was why Zhao Ziuxuan bothered to do so in the first place—if people refused to obey, let them be; it didn't slice off a piece of his flesh, and didn't the previous few occupants get by just fine like that?

Silently shaking her head, the probability of such a thing was simply too low. Showing such a reaction in front of her didn't mean the same reaction would occur in front of others; otherwise, it would do a great disservice to the information stored in her "brain" originating from her own side.

Allies with metallic dragons would indeed be a good thing. Even so, one could not lower their guard; Bahamut was a benevolent deity, true, but that did not mean it wouldn't trick people.