34. I Will Surely Repay You

However, the New First Regiment’s sortie from the Hengshan base to raid Japanese garrisons was ultimately intended to divert Yoshio Shinozuka’s attention and alleviate the pressure on the Hengshan base.

Others might say that going against the heavens invites divine retribution, but this was more than just defying the heavens—it was a head-on confrontation with the divine.

Since the time of the Second Qingfeng, although his descendants had an easier path in the study of formations due to his legacy, none had ever reached his level of mastery.

“Thanks, Chaos. I was careless. If not for you, I might have truly fallen,” Bai Hao said, feeling a cold sweat break out on his back as he expressed his gratitude to Chaos.

Yuan Hong and Yuan Xi were both sovereign and subject, as well as brothers. Yuan Xi knew he had to devise a foolproof plan to live up to the Emperor’s intimacy toward him.

Whenever they spoke, the conversation inevitably turned to the funeral rites of the Zhou Dynasty, and it would drag on for a long time. Yuan Xun, feeling annoyed, feigned fear of the cold to avoid joining the others.

Humiliated once again, Jiang Cheng could only curse under his breath. “Jiang Ruo, you just wait. One day, I will make you pay back two hundred, no, five hundred percent.”

“Damn it, are you going to let go or not? If you don’t, I’m going to use force,” Su Daniu said as she began to shove Madam Huang.

“Ha... you really aren’t afraid of death. Even if Wu Dong succeeds, that’s such a massive order—aren’t you afraid you’ll bite off more than you can chew and choke to death?” Su Luo had not expected Su Yi to be so daring.

Ban Rui had already left, but after giving it some thought, he realized that Cang Ran was not the type of person to be irresponsible.

After Su Chengyue and Meng Junran finished their meal, feeling satisfied, they lay on the sofa chatting. For once, Zhou Jinse did not come downstairs from her room to disturb them.

Yu’s eyes gleamed with a fierce light, an expression that looked distinctly unnatural on his face. Tian Xian furrowed his brows. The same question remained: why was he so determined to kill Wanwan? And why the rush?

“Let’s clear Indonesia’s Exclusive Economic Zone. Find a suitable spot ahead to rest for the night, and then head directly toward Western Australia,” Yang Yi replied after a moment’s thought.

Chen Jiahui had called that morning to report that the fish caught in the South China Sea last time had sold out within three days of hitting the market. Now, aside from a few varieties, everything else was out of stock.

Yang Yi looked at the home he hadn’t visited in over three years, feeling a mix of excitement and guilt. It took him three or four minutes to steady himself before he finally knocked on the door.

Yu Xianxian had thought Long Qing trusted her implicitly, but she hadn’t expected him to promote someone else in the end. Then again, it made sense; if she ever quit, the hotel would have a backup.

The Scorching Sun Moon would only last for a month. After accounting for the twenty-plus days spent on the road, there were only five or six days left to spend at the site of the Great Decisive Battle.

A legendary phoenix? Everyone was stunned; it turned out it wasn’t just a legend—phoenixes truly existed in this world.

As the person in charge of intelligence gathering under Li Dan, Li Yao had encountered all sorts of people. He knew he couldn’t be easily misled by Zheng Zhilong’s evasiveness regarding the treasure map. Recognizing the map’s importance, Li Yao did not show any signs of dissatisfaction.

Seeing the slightly embarrassed look on Qian Xuan’s face, Jidao shook his head. He didn’t seem surprised by this at all.

After finally managing to steady his form, the sheer force of the impact still caused Ao Hong’s body to sway violently.

The group formed a circle around Mo Yufan, facing outward, vigilantly watching for any signs of movement.

The black dharma sword flew from his body; Jian San had actually employed a sword-piloting technique. The eight sword patterns transformed into massive sword qi—though it didn’t increase his energy eightfold, it significantly bolstered the intensity of his presence.

He recalled Xia Chen’s astonishing performance before him. He was so young—so young that Ding San felt as if he were dreaming. His medical skills were so remarkable that if given a proper platform, he would surely become world-renowned.

Upon raising his head and seeing the white-clad figure sitting upright in the room, Ji Ruyin’s gaze instantly sharpened, and she was momentarily stunned.

Everything happened in a flash, with speed so divine that the noble Demon Realm Lord could not react in time, and was forced to suffer a massive mental backlash from the attack.

If not for the fact that the Oriental family had come to take her away, he dared say she would have been unceremoniously kicked out of Tiandu before sunset that day.

Watching the direction in which they disappeared, Xu Xiao felt a sense of emptiness. Regardless, they had spent some time together. Once Mao Qian and the others were reincarnated, they would forget everything about this life, making this meeting a final farewell.

Seeing the arrow approaching with terrifying killing intent, he didn’t hesitate to dive under a pile of nearby rocks, then suppressed the aura of his spiritual energy.

“Brother Le, that’s not it. We heard gunfire outside, and since we’re the only ones around here with guns, and you were the only one from our troops out there, I wanted to take the brothers to support you. But then the sister-in-law said the gunfire wasn’t intense, which meant the situation wasn’t urgent, so we didn’t go.”

The slovenly monk’s words nearly caused the thin old man to die of rage. With his healing medicine stolen, he had no choice but to force his internal energy to circulate, barely suppressing his injuries. A life-or-death battle was imminent, and the thin old man felt a bitter regret—it was all caused by his own greed.

Xiao Fengming, face cold, stepped forward and, without a word, grabbed the hand that the Sixth Prince had just been clutching, rubbing it vigorously.

Zhao Qian wanted to stay, but she had classes the next day, so she had to give up. Lin Jiao and Ye Junyao both wanted to stay, neither willing to leave, so in the end, they all stayed behind.