Chapter 197: First Meeting with Dai Chunfeng in Jinling

In truth, because the puppet state of Manchukuo had only just been established in March and the Nationalist Party had issued a formal circular refusing to recognize it, my nominal "Manchukuo Fleet" was in a rather awkward position. Yet, all things considered, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages. At the very least, I had set my pieces in motion. With the Nationalist Navy in a state of near-nonexistence, my fleet—however "dilapidated" it might be—was still a fleet. It could at least rampage through coastal waters, and the personnel, from the mid-level officers down to the lowest ranks...

And what of the strange behavior Lin Xuesong displayed before jumping to his death? I wonder what the principal and the security guards, who surely witnessed it, might be thinking now?

The faint scent of singed hair drifted through the air, reminding everyone to be mindful of the heat radiating from the mountain rocks.

The Li family had once spent a vast fortune and sent men out in secret to search, but to this day, there has been no news, as if the person had simply vanished from the face of the earth.

Aunt Wang called out, and everyone set aside their work to hurry over for a meal. As they ate, they couldn't help but praise her cooking. Li Xueyan looked at the pillars and beams, which were now mostly repaired; these were the most crucial elements of the house, and not a single detail could be neglected.

Green Trace started to say something more, but Su Ying shot her a glare, and she dared not speak again. She knew well enough not to cause trouble at a time like this.

Wan Cheng was lost in thought when she met Yinhuan’s cold gaze. Those bright eyes were clearly warning her that if she spoke of it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Nangong Lan shook her head, feeling helpless toward her younger brother—but who could blame him when the food here was indeed so good?

A middle-aged man with the insignias of a senior inspector on his shoulders swept a cold gaze over the crowd, finally letting his eyes rest on Chen Erpao.

Xuanyuan Lancang walked up to Cang Linchen and looked at him. They locked eyes with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, the mutual hatred between them erupting in the silence.

The Absolute Immortal Spirit Grass is tempered by gale winds year-round and seems to have developed a unique ability: a constant vortex of gale winds surrounds them. Should any external object intrude, these winds are guaranteed to inflict harm upon anyone below the rank of a Six-Cauldron expert.

It was madness. That was a dragon, the king of all magical beasts—not some stray cat or dog that one could kill on a whim. Especially a dragon with the strength of a seventh-tier beast; even if you sent thousands of regular soldiers to throw their lives away, they might not be a match for it. Who would have thought Darius could actually pull it off?

This realization presented Wang Chaoyang with a grim problem: once combat operations began, funds would be severely scarce.

Judging by her expression, one would assume it was Ruan Qingyu and Cui Bin who had beaten Liu Rufeng into his current half-dead state.

These four locations had been meticulously selected by Aruba. Attacks on other areas would inflict no substantial damage to China; only these four could shake the very foundations of the nation and draw the greatest focus from "Friend No. 2."

Fortunately, Dana did not know the ultimate reason Kang Mang'ang wanted to kill him, or he surely would have been angered to death all over again.

"Hard to say. A centipede dies but never stiffens; even that fierce battle back then couldn't kill him, so why would it now?" Looking at the shattered remains of flesh, Long Yunfeng’s expression was inscrutable. A dignified Half-Master, killed by a single word while on his own territory? How could that be?

Cui Bin was delighted that Gu Xun’s ability was much stronger than before, but after just a minute, Cui Bin had already moved.

Yet, a fierce beast like the Taotie, while highly intelligent, is filled with nothing but ferocity, malice, and a lust for slaughter.

Long Yunfeng was now the core of the entire inspection party. Do not assume that an inspection by the Heavenly Emperor is a simple affair; seated in the Agarwood Chariot, Long Yunfeng could draw upon the power of the Dragon Clan and the four great sects at will. He even felt the urge to challenge a Sect Master to a duel.

After Kang Mang'ang and Uncle Ghost entered, Aruba had already run off to the main control room to calibrate the warship and test its various indicators to see if it was still functional.

Gu Zhihang felt the veins on his forehead throb. He had been wrong; he should never have let Shou Yang do as he pleased.

Sure enough, as they appeared in everyone’s view, many let out audible gasps of disbelief.

These insects had an incredibly powerful reproductive capacity. With sufficient food, their breeding cycle was less than five days. What surprised Li Li most was that these insects possessed three distinct growth stages, with their strength skyrocketing at each phase—and what they had encountered was merely the first.

"Brother Mo..." Zi Luo knew what was on Mo Yuntian’s mind and retreated a few steps, feeling guilty, unable to utter a complete sentence.

A thunderous rumbling echoed through the heavens and earth, as if the infinite darkness were being shaken by an earthquake; something unique seemed to be pounding against the illusion.

Although Zi Luo was very curious to see how Zhou Yuan and the others would deal with Madam Zhou Chen, she ultimately decided that checking on Zi Tao was more important, so she went inside to see her first.

With a deafening "Boom!" inside the cave, the remote-controlled bomb beside the middle-aged man detonated, reducing him to ashes.

I tapped the blue bricks a few times. The hollow *thud-thud-thud* sound echoed in my ears. It was empty underneath. Could it be that the coffin was placed down here? Our current location was merely a decoy for us grave robbers—this was an empty burial chamber.

The two finished speaking and charged directly toward the area where the gunfire was densest. Han Sidong’s two bodyguards gritted their teeth and followed, while Yang Feng and Qin Shuangtian drew their pistols and joined them.

"Brother Han, the Blood Wolf is dead. You must be heartbroken. You just don't want to show it. I can feel it—even though you act cheerful in front of us, the sorrow in your heart cannot be swept away," Jie Hun said to Ling Han.

After I finished writing, I tossed the paper to Yue Zongxing. He didn't even glance at it, just shoved it to the side. After everyone else had finished writing, Yue Zongxing gave the pile a casual toss and stirred them up.

The other concubines had arrived as well, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Seeing me enter the room, they all stood up to exchange greetings and pay their respects.

"Do you dare say that again?" Bai Juchang looked at Fang Yan, gritting his teeth as if struggling to suppress the fury in his heart.