Chapter 23: Meeting Yu Bai Again

After Jiang Yuan finished delivering the home-grown vegetables and free-range eggs to her uncle’s house in Tunxi and spent over half an hour chatting aimlessly with her grandparents, she received a WeChat message from Cheng Yubai. He said they had exited the expressway and were on their way to their hotel; they would head to the hot pot restaurant after a brief rest.

Jiang Yuan then accompanied her grandmother, Fang Guixia, to the kindergarten to pick up her young cousin.

Her uncle, Jiang Wenbin, had purchased a school district property in the Southern District of Jiangnan New City in Tunxi. Her cousin was in the fifth grade of elementary school, and her younger cousin was in kindergarten. As Jiang Yuan walked out of the residential complex with her grandmother, she heard...

"Young Master Fei, come sit with us." Dongfang Mingyue beckoned him over, so Xiao Fei walked toward them.

Xu Tian immediately received a message from Xiao Bojun. He felt quite gratified by Xiao Bojun’s decision; he was right, and it was almost identical to his own thoughts just moments ago. Xu Tian felt more and more that this Xiao Bojun was becoming increasingly like him—warfare relied not only on courage but, at times, even more on using one’s wits.

School regulations dictated that students were only allowed to return home after the second period in the afternoon. However, Jiang Kailan had told Lin Yuhan at noon that he was heading straight to the club, as he had to complete the task assigned by Jingjing. Otherwise, if he failed to finish it, he would be devastated by the penalty of losing his Gun God points.

"Senior, you are Chinese, and I am Chinese as well; it seems we are compatriots. Yet, I have heard of many Chinese immortals, such as Erlang Shen, Nezha, and Taishang Laojun, but I have never heard of your name," Xiao Yan asked.

"If Alliance Leader Xiao acts this way, it will surely cause an uproar in Japan," Hong Tianbiao said sincerely.

Chanyu had fought against Li Ling’s troops along the way and witnessed Li Ling’s courage and bravery. Although he had lost over thirty thousand cavalrymen, he held him in high regard. He ordered his subordinates to capture Li Ling alive and specifically sent Wei Lü to persuade him.

Looking at the large hand before her, Xia Li was slightly taken aback. The faint affection she had felt for Jiang Fan because he had saved her life vanished into thin air in an instant.

Chen Hao gave a look of disdain and glanced at the screen of the fifth player, Chen Wei, just in time to see the hero his friend was controlling being solo-killed by a Korean player on the opposing team.

In fact, had the Xiongnu not conceded last year and returned all the envoys of the Han Dynasty who had been detained for years, Emperor Wu of Han would have been prepared to send troops to conquer them, taking advantage of the severe cold that had caused massive casualties among the Xiongnu’s livestock and people.

When the enemy soldiers opposite saw that Section Chief Wang was out of ammunition, they immediately scrambled back up from the ground, grabbed the weapons scattered about, and leveled them at him.

Although they were close to departure, Li Shang could not help but check the supplies again, terrified of leaving anything behind.

However, although his father had been appointed by the Emperor as the Pacification Commissioner of Hedong and he himself was a general leading troops, Li Yuan had been ordered by the imperial court to lead fifty thousand men in Hedong to suppress Wang Xuba, who had rebelled in Shangjun and proclaimed himself the "Heaven-Filling King."

Qin Tian joked. He was not used to the current atmosphere, so he used those words to break the tension.

It was high noon, and the eight thousand miles of the Demon Land were enveloped in a sweltering heat. The lingering demonic energy acted like a thermal insulation film, making the already desolate land even more parched. The very sound of the wind seemed to carry grains of sand, accentuating the ruggedness unique to the Demon Land.

How could this person, who was only at the Golden Immortal stage, appear so unfathomable? Furthermore, looking into those calm, profound eyes, one felt a strange, inexplicable tremor. Was it a sense of déjà vu? Or a lingering unease?

After all, the Great Emperor Ziwei had only this one son. Although he often glared and fumed at him, he still treasured him immensely in his heart.

"Rest assured, I know what I am doing!" came the Demon God’s hoarse and nonchalant voice. The next second, he raised his hand and threw a punch toward the eight figures in the sky.

Kimura Yufeng stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the rear hall shrouded in vines, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

Opening his eyes and seeing the leader of the Sea Sand Gang and the remaining members wearing ashen expressions, Cheng Yaojin waved his large hand, and the two Tang brothers immediately rushed forward to slaughter the few remaining stragglers.