Chapter 232: Advancing the Patch Project (Part 1)

In March 1933, Zhao Zihe in Northeast China was far from idle, determined to pick himself up right where he had fallen.

In order to continue the resistance against Japanese aggression, Zhao Zihe traveled alone from Harbin to Binxian in the east to join the ranks of another Volunteer Army leader, Sun Zhaoyang.

At that time, Zhao Zihe was completely penniless and had lost his gun. Seeing that he was short in stature and physically frail, Sun Zhaoyang was reluctant to take him in. With no weapon, no money, and such a scrawny frame, no household had spare grain to waste on him.

Zhao Zihe tried his utmost to sell himself.

He went directly to the Prince Zhou Mansion, which had already been established as the headquarters of the official government within the city. Not only was the place spacious, but its palace walls were also sufficiently tall and sturdy. In the event that the city walls were breached, the officials could continue to hold out within the prince's mansion while awaiting reinforcements.

After entering the main hall one after another, Li Yan and Fifth Lady took their respective seats of honor on the left and right, while Qiuniang stood respectfully by Fifth Lady's side.

Then, they saw him produce a tally. Unlike the one carried by the knight, Li Hengxuan's tally bore the character "Chief," identifying it as the token of the Grand Xia Premier's Office.

"What about the other families? What is their situation?" Hou Xun took a deep breath and was forced to ask another question.

Like the people above, they stared into the pitch-black, bottomless abyss below, sighing in despair.

With a single punch, Ye Cuo completely shattered Abe Noriko's internal organs. As Abe Noriko collapsed, fragments of her internal organs continuously gushed from her mouth.

Given Elder Qian's usual conduct, as long as he remained the young master of the Mo family, his supply of cultivation resources would never be shortchanged by even a fraction.

Hearing everyone's discussion, Yang Wei instantly realized that the reason everyone had suffered from a poor night's sleep was none other than himself.

To resume the tale, Taoist Priest Wang and Yan Shun led their troops, donned in the uniforms of government soldiers and flying the banner of Huang Xin. With Taoist Priest Wang disguised in Huang Xin's full attire, the troop rumbled noisily toward Qingzhou City.

Watching Ellie stumble out of the trap in a rather disheveled state, Caelia felt a pang of sympathy for his misfortune; if it had been an earth-element trap, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry plight.

The enraged Emperor was no longer willing to exchange idle words with Xie Yue. With a single cold shout, hundreds of curved black dark moons flew out simultaneously, locking onto Xie Yue as if intent on hacking him into a thousand pieces.

A powerful aura spread outward, resembling a balloon inflated in an instant, expanding a hundredfold, then a thousandfold in the blink of an eye.

He smiled bitterly inwardly, realizing that this transformation even came with aftereffects—every meridian in his body was spasming with excruciating pain.

However he tried to conceal it, I still knew that he was merely attempting to mask his inner fear and tension.

Yet the few of them still followed the direction of Lu Yun's gaze, and all three of them froze in unison. A mass of dark clouds had manifested in the western sky, black to an absurd degree. Nightfall itself looked like broad daylight by comparison.

By the time he finished massaging and performing acupuncture for Jon last night, it was already three inุ the morning. He originally intended to return directly to his booked hotel to sleep, but Jon suddenly declared that he was hungry and wanted to bite something to eat.

Dense swarms of icicles and ice blades came hurtling forward, tearing apart Lin Yi's physical body. Gashes deep enough to expose bone split open one after another, blood spurting out in steady streams.

When uttering the word "guidance," he almost gnashed his teeth, forcing it out from between them as if biting down on something hard.

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, knowing that news regarding Liu Rensong had finally arrived, and he hastily answered the call.

Although this Tang Hao had faced certain hardships in his youth, having encountered such noble benefactors as Rong Tian and Ye Lingxi over recent years, he was now truly riding the crest of success.

Qin Lan embraced her as well, weeping bitterly as though she had finally found an outlet for her grief. Passersby nearby looked on with astonishment, and several bold young men even stepped forward to ask if they needed assistance.

A trace of anxiety flickered across Bai Duoxin's normally calm and composed face, presumably stirred by a sense of unease upon seeing You Xi actually resort to action.

A top-tier graduate who had only attended the University of Virginia—when had she ever come into contact with so many commercial affairs?