Chapter 132: My Name Is Lin Shiyun

“Xiao Yu, you are right!” Old Master Xu nodded. “This is all their fault. Rest assured, I will do everything in my power to protect your safety and will never let what happened back then happen again.”

Looking at the determination in Old Master Xu’s eyes, Lin Yu felt a warm current pass through his heart.

Those words from Old Master Xu were already enough for him...

Chen Ergou directed everyone as they selected two blocks of solid ice, secured them with ropes, loaded them onto a wooden cart, and transported them back to the shops on Yanggu Street.

“Constable Wu, I’ll go with you. My stomach hurts!” Brother Hui clutched Wu Song’s arm. Wu Song took one look at him and saw that his face was deathly pale, as though he were suffering terribly.

Unexpectedly, that very night, King Zhou sent troops to surround the post station without distinguishing right from wrong. He first executed the two lords of the southeast. The Northern Earl, Chong Houhu, escaped harm because he had always been on good terms with You Hun and Fei Zhong. As for Ji Chang, he understood perfectly the wisdom of preserving oneself. That night, he went to the residence of Grand Chancellor Bi Gan instead of spending the night at the post station, and thus escaped disaster.

The refugees outside the fortified city were granted permission to enter. Upon learning that the order had come from the commander of the southern expedition, they expressed their gratitude one after another. Hearing this from atop the city tower, the commander of the southern expedition felt even more pleased with himself.

Although he stood seven feet tall, his build was lean and powerful, making it hard to believe that he could wield such a gigantic sword weighing more than a hundred pounds. With a single glance, Xisa concluded that this would be a one-sided battle. The weapons of the Deep Forest Stronghold’s soldiers were ordinary at best, and none of them had practiced any profound internal arts to enhance their strength. There was no way they could pierce his superb armor.

“Are you mocking my age or my appearance?” A trace of displeasure flashed through Simon’s eyes.

“Anyone with common sense could have figured that out, couldn’t they? Besides, I warned you long ago that immortality is not necessarily a good thing,” Aipal sighed.

“However...” Governor Wang’s use of that single word made everyone’s hearts jolt. In official circles, there was an art to listening when a leader spoke, because the true emphasis of a leader’s words usually came after turns such as “however” or “but.”

Men generally cared little about their appearance. Few were as concerned about their skin as the owner of the apothecary.

“Let me see your face!” Orville said to the illusory double. He had not doubted Morgan’s words; he simply wanted to know what this traveling merchant looked like. He was also puzzled as to how the man had obtained a suit of honor paladin armor.

Yet what Yang Baoqian never could have imagined was that, at such a crucial moment in his eyes, an accident would occur.

Ji Chenxing could no longer remember what year or month it had happened, but after that, she never made pastries again.

For one thing, with such a background, Grandmother and Second Aunt would not dare to manipulate her carelessly. For another, such ability would ensure that the Jiang family’s inner household fell into capable hands, while also allowing someone to clear away the old problems that had accumulated over the years.

His heart pounded wildly, and he was relieved that Ji Chenxing had stopped short and had not actually driven that punch into his face. After all, if it had truly landed, the force behind it would have caused far more than a little superficial pain.

That moment left Lu Ming somewhat sorrowful, and even a little regretful that he had come to see him in the middle of the day.

Wu Yi listened intently as the researcher explained everything. She raised a hand and touched the fabric, which was barely enough to make one and a half short-sleeved shirts. It felt cold beneath her fingers, and the sensation was extraordinarily wondrous.

Qian Liang gave an awkward laugh. “This hope of yours is rather heavy!” For that, he successfully received a slap from the captain.

Zhao Yu instinctively glanced toward his younger brother. His brother had not appeared yesterday, so he had entered the second bride’s room! But today, his brother was still here.

Realizing that the source of the problem lay with her, Liu Mei felt awkward as well. To conceal her embarrassment, she immediately changed the subject.

Pei Zisi unfolded the paper and raised the corners of his lips. He then handed it to Beard Ge and the others, who had likewise been waiting for news.

“My demon spirits haven’t even raised their levels yet. What would I want this for? It isn’t a Radiant Demon Spirit.” Chu Jun tossed the demon-spirit ring back to Li Xiu.