Chapter 138: Have You Ever Seen a Python Hunt?

Song Hui was always stubborn, the type who would never shed a tear until she saw the coffin. Fu Chen, naturally, was not one to be outdone. He forcefully pulled Song Hui’s waist into his embrace, staring directly into her evasive eyes.

"Then I’ll sell myself to you. Let’s see if you’re willing to accept."

Fu Chen leaned in, the distance so close that Song Hui could feel his scorching breath lingering near her own. She gently pressed her hand against his solid chest, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she spoke.

"I won't accept it. Get away."

As she spoke, Song Hui glared at him, but it lacked any real bite. Combined with her flushed cheeks, she only appeared all the more charming.

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The Port Arthur Artillery Battalion was dispatched under the command of Colonel Kamegai Totaro to occupy Dongwanzi. He intended to unleash a barrage upon the defensive positions, hoping to use overwhelming force to crush the 118th Brigade and secure a direct path to Chifeng. Once all deployments were complete, dusk began to fall. Mogi slapped his knees, pounding his chest as he demanded that all units remain vigilant against sneak attacks by the Chinese.

Finally, Director Han said to the two brigade commanders, "Regimental Commander Yang has requested disciplinary action against himself for the artillery bombardment that followed his decision to launch a counter-attack against the Japanese, as well as for failing to properly set up sentries at Dacaodianzi. On behalf of the senior officers, I have allowed him to make amends through service, and I have made it clear to him that he must explain the situation to you both clearly."

The dragon soldier’s body spun rapidly for a second time, and this time, his sharp saber struck the chests of all the men in black.

I hesitated, preparing to jump, but Qingyue suddenly grabbed my hand. I looked at her, and she pointed toward the river channel.

Hayashi Michiro wanted to explain; he had countless justifications. For the sake of the Empire occupying China, what did this matter?

"Linghu Jian, let Ye Feng go. I will let you be the next Sect Leader. Even if you won’t show me respect, you must at least show respect to Junior Brother Ye," True Person Qingyu said, her tone tinged with pleading.

Then, Qingyue cried, though it wasn’t quite crying; her eyes were merely red. She reached out her hand gently.

Although she knew the person who had arrived was Mu Youchen, she did not open her eyes, lying there feigning sleep.

Hearing this, Yan Liangyu immediately flew into a rage. "So what if he’s a King? After all my hard work, am I really to be intimidated by a third-tier team?"

"Then how does your mother usually address you? I heard you don’t even have names..." Feng Yong said softly.

Shen Ci did not know how to explain. To say she was unaccustomed to the windlass would only invite deeper mockery. She could only focus all her energy on the final selection, hoping to ease her complicated emotions.

The reason I chose this era to write about is not only because of its exquisite porcelain, but also because it saw so many legendary figures.

The phone rang for a long time before Master Wang answered. Right, this Master Wang’s real name was Wang Peng; I might as well just write Wang Peng.

Furthermore, my intuition told me that the High Priest was exceptionally mysterious, possessing courage and spirit far beyond that of an ordinary person. He was certainly no mere mortal.

Night pressed in from outside the window. Princess Du gripped the armrests of her wooden chair, letting the biting cold wind rush into her nose and mouth. Her throat felt as though it were being sawed by a dull blade, tightening painfully.

At that moment, no one refused the suggestion. After a quick discussion, the two parties settled on a Thai restaurant nearby.

Wow! This girl was truly formidable—she was almost a match for herself. If they had met earlier, they likely would have become the closest of confidantes.

Just then, Luca leaped past, flashing behind Frederick. Frederick, unable to see him due to his cloak, tried to retreat, but Luca grabbed him and yanked him back violently.

Wang Jin’s head was about to explode trying to figure out how to make twenty million. Earning that much money in such a short time was impossible—you couldn't even steal that much. Wang Jin could only put the matter aside for now and see if there would be any chance to acquire something valuable in the next world.

"Let her go?" Liu Zongmin eyed the pitiful Chen Yuanyuan. Such a beautiful woman—it would be a real pity to let her go. How could one refuse a delicious meal already in one’s mouth?

Those who had been frightened just moments ago found it difficult to come forward. They were terrified of becoming like the male wizard they had just seen, and they remained hesitant.