Chapter 38: The Wooden Carving is Completed

"Why?" Qu Yun asked, puzzled. "Are you planning to do it yourself?"

Qu Yun looked at Hua Yun, not believing that she would actually do such a thing.

"I don't have that kind of time, and besides, the costs in terms of time and money are beyond what I can afford," Hua Yun laughed. "As for why I won't sell them... it's because I don't want these treasures to be monopolized by a single entity."

The gems of Chinese heritage should be celebrated and spread, not sacrificed to the greed of a few.

During the twenty years of Song Ting's regency, the Great Liang became one of the most powerful nations in the world, with envoys arriving from every corner of the globe and its reputation spreading far and wide.

Qin Xu's maneuver seemed effortless, but it required a high level of strength, reflexes, and agility. For an ordinary person, trying to imitate his actions to deal with a hornet's nest built so high up would be extremely difficult.

Looking at the mysterious stone beside him and recalling the alarm sound from just a moment ago, Li Ye suddenly understood.

He waved his hand dismissively, touching a pear covered in ugly bumps that looked completely unappetizing.

"Heh!" Young Master Huang chuckled. He didn't speak, but by the look on his face, Li Ye knew exactly what he meant.

Therefore, Song Ting felt he had to return to the capital. Aside from finding a way to obtain black powder, he needed to hire a group of skilled blacksmiths and craftsmen to bring back to the Yongtai County office to solve the issues regarding the black powder and the gun barrels.

The big boss was startled and flinched, his face darkening instantly as he scanned the doorway to see who had no sense of decorum.

Lin Jiajia was fascinated by the immortal puppet; she touched it gently and was surprised to find it felt just like human skin. What she didn't know was that the puppet's capabilities far exceeded her imagination—at the very least, on Earth, it would be nearly impossible to find a way to destroy it.

Thus, every minute now was crucial. Perhaps holding on for just one or two minutes longer would be enough to succeed.

Originally, the big shots on the high platforms, and even those from the Ascension Immortal Sects watching the square from the shadows, had not paid any attention to the lowest-tier arena for the Dao Entry stage. Their eyes were entirely occupied by the battles of the Dao Seeking and Dao Questioning stages.

The two walked amidst the crowd, not worried about being recognized in the dead of night... it was a rare moment of freedom and relaxation.

Zhou Liang certainly hadn't expected this; why would a wealthy young lady come to an exchange to trade for cash? Was it because her family had cut off her funds?

Although he didn't know exactly what Zhou Liang had been through, he felt even more convinced that the young man would become a major figure in the future, and he admired him all the more in secret.

Yuan Xi also considered her a friend, which was truly the only thing to feel happy about on this terrible day.

The Volunteer Alliance was different. Flipping through their official account, one could see that every weekly event drew dozens or even hundreds of volunteers—it was truly a case of "one call, a hundred responses."

With the arrow already on the bowstring, Zizhu and Nanny Zhou were stunned for a moment, but then immediately gathered all their focus, preparing to deal with the chaos and challenges that were sure to follow.

Of course, Yin Zhong was not inherently a bad person; everything he did was understandable given the circumstances—otherwise, he could never have been the male lead in the second installment.

Fu Mofan really wanted to say that if the old man was a nouveau riche, then there was no one in the South City who could rightfully be called a billionaire.

"You just need to wait obediently to be married into the Lu family, and then we can be together smoothly." Seeing that she still seemed burdened by worry, Lu Yebai couldn't help but offer a final word of reassurance.

Zhao Jiu looked at the heavy obstacles and the raging fires, as well as the trees taller than the horses. It seemed Li Yun assumed she wouldn't be able to get it—he wanted her to be thrown by the horse, burned by the fire, and impaled by the branches.

"Master, why not accompany me to rest for a few days before we discuss the next steps?" Prince Lü asked tentatively.

Du Juan said, "The person who brought me to your room that night must have been her. And I have a feeling that you were set up as well."