Volume 1, Chapter 59: Yang Qianrou is Caught

March had arrived, yet the fields of Donglai, which should have been thriving, remained utterly lifeless. This was not only because a recent storm surge had flooded the low-lying coastal farmland and destroyed the newly sprouting seeds, but also because a sweeping plague hung over the people like a gloomy cloud.

Reno smiled faintly, tossed aside the broken wooden sword in his hand, and turned to leave. Luo Tianhuan stared blankly at Reno's departing back... How on earth did this guy know about his match tomorrow?

A bamboo section was tossed into the bonfire, making a crackling sound—this was a true firecracker. Ah Sheng had not brought out fireworks because she did not want gunpowder to become mere entertainment, carrying the ignorant smiles of humans.

Seeing everyone laughing, Duan Weiqi stopped. He placed his hand on Li Jiayu's thigh under the table, blinked at her, and silently demanded a reward.

The perilous terrain of the canyon made Shi Ye's private estate a place easy to defend and difficult to attack. At the same time, to keep out uninvited guests, they had gone to great lengths to remodel the landscape, blocking out all prying eyes and malicious actions.

Just as her hips were half-raised, Tiger Yun gave a cough from across the table, and Yu Hongyan obediently sat back down.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Brother Huhai, behave... do not provoke your imperial father..." Seeing that the situation was turning sour, Ying Huhai's friend, Yang Guang, hurried over to mediate.

After bidding farewell to Uncle Shi San, Chen Che walked backward a few steps, then suddenly turned around and smacked face-first into the wall. As it turned out, he had misjudged the doorway's location and stepped two paces off, prompting the maidservants to lower their heads and giggle behind their hands.

To Chen Che, the head guard's seemingly stern reprimand was nothing more than a drizzle. Back in Zhefang, he and Shi Xiao used to squeeze onto the same bench all the time; where had all these rigid formalities come from?

Looking at his attire, Yun Jingting really wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks, but with heavy matters weighing on his mind, he was hardly in the mood.

Those few coughs just now were clearly the prearranged signal agreed upon with Cui Zhenyi. The moment the lookout outside saw Lu Ying approaching, he immediately sounded a warning, allowing Cui Zhenyi to prepare accordingly based on the situation.

The land of Shaanxi was originally ill-suited for the construction of gardens. Yet, an untold fortune in silver had been poured into this place, stubbornly conjuring up the distinct charm of a Jiangnan garden.

"Let us part ways here. Another day, I will surely seek out Boss Song for a long chat," Li Dong said, then hurried away. He was afraid that if he didn't leave immediately, he would end up weeping right then and there.

Upon hearing Lin Xiang's words, the expression on Yerugis's face shifted repeatedly. He was terrified. If Lin Xiang truly lodged a complaint with President Bedford, he figured his career as a bureaucrat was finished, and Bedford might even have him executed just to appease Lin Xiang's wrath.

While Wu Yong was lost in a daydream, Hu Die drove the vehicle over to the side of a lake.

They all shook their heads, merely mentioning that a commanding general usually required one-third of the soldiers to stand night watch, and instructed the resting soldiers to keep their weapons close at hand.

Glancing at his chief of staff with a look of utter disdain, Major General Monet issued the order for an all-out assault by the entire army.

The manager in charge of reception in the lobby scampered eagerly over to Zhu Qian and said respectfully, his gaze repeatedly drifting toward Lin Xiang with a fleeting flash of shock in his eyes, while his mind raced with speculation: "Who is this person? Why is even President Zhu forced to stand beside him?"

"The Twin-Color Necklace..." Hearing Admiral Clouet mutter to himself, Yang Suifeng's stern face surprisingly revealed a rare look of yearning, as if he were quite familiar with this necklace.

However, judging by the current situation, He Chuan could not be certain whether he would have the luxury of time to ponder these matters. After all, the present circumstances were far from optimistic, and there was no telling when the Qinglong Hall might send people over, at which point his Second Aunt and the others would be in grave danger.

Are you kidding? If this dragon harbored some other intent and meant to pin the blame for those men in black onto him, Tiger, that would spell disaster. Naturally, Tiger would do everything in his power to distance himself from those men in black.

As for Chu Chen, who possessed the Dragon God Heaven-Swallowing Art, his speed in devouring spiritual veins was like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves.

There were not many people gathered here. Adhering to the principle that one fewer rival meant one more chance, Ye Yingwu had no intention of letting other trainee members complete Luo Yu's mission.

Ever since the second auction, Fei Wu had held a grudge against Ouyang Tian. Today, he had not only lost his own face, but he had also brought shame upon his father.

Naturally, Xu Zhong could tell that these were also the heartfelt words of Xu Jinghe. His grand-aunt had never changed her stubborn temperament throughout her life.

Plymont's brief life flashed before Dongfang Xiao's eyes like a reel of film, playing scene by scene right up until the day of his execution.

However, once He Chuan walked inside, he sensed something was amiss. He heard a very familiar sound—the exact same familiar sound he seemed to have heard last night.

After listening, Zhou Bingran almost burst out laughing. These five fellows were truly shameless enough to boast of being the Five Tiger Generals of the Three Kingdoms era. If the actual Five Tiger Generals knew about this, would they leap out of their graves just to spank these clowns?

Chu Xiaosheng was about the same height as me. Facing the thick-lipped fellow who was only around one meter sixty, he stood tall with his chest puffed out, looking like a giant.

She had no idea why she had been crying yesterday or what exactly Elder Chen had said to her. Chen Yanxi hadn't let anything slip over the phone today, so presumably, the matter hadn't been discovered yet.

Just as Wan Hai was immersed in his enjoyment, a phone call that he would remember for the rest of his life came through.

Even though Zhao Tiezhu had an agreement with the six nations, this was still a sovereign nation, and President Nigano was already extremely dissatisfied with the cession of the Gela region. If Zhao Tiezhu were allowed to run completely amok as well, it would simply be too much to tolerate.

"I will say this one last time: let Jasmine go!" Ji Xirui raised his voice, a fierce look emerging in the depths of his eyes, and even the gun in his hand shifted slightly.