Chapter 45: Three Adults Are No Match for a Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old

Huali led little Xiu out of the police station, feeling completely dazed and disoriented.
The intruder who had broken into her home turned out to be Wu Chao, the younger brother of the nursery attendant Wu Hong. He had done it purely to vent his sister's anger, going so far as to try and ruin her reputation.
If Luo Shicheng had not escorted her and Yanyan home that evening, combined with the fact that the Revolutionary Committee members would have soon come to arrest her, her fate would undoubtedly have been certain death.
The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. Her legs grew weak, and she cried all the way from the police station to the entrance of the residential compound, where she happened to encounter...

The brothers Jia Zheng and Jia She were on bad terms. Jia She lived in the eastern courtyard and claimed that Jia Zhneg, being favored, was the head of the household. But then, why did Lady Jia herself lower her status by living in a side courtyard or going to the rear hall of the Hall of Rongxi?

Steward Chen was naturally the person in charge of the auction. Wu Mo had learned this through their conversation yesterday when she went to collect her spiritual stones after the auction concluded.

Their eyes were hollow, their expressions vacant, and their movements stiff, resembling mechanical puppets devoid of any vitality whatsoever.

Jia Qiong remembered very clearly that three years ago, when he was three years old, his father had specifically asked for leave to come home for dinner, and then washed him and put him to bed early.

Transferred to Jinling, not many events had occurred during his initial time there, though there were a few. Natural disasters and man-made calamities had nothing to do with the Jia family; the only exception was the occasion of the xiucai imperial examination, when an imperial inspector of education actually traveled to Jinling. Could it have been because of this?

"What are you talking about? Where would I have business to attend to?" Chen Yang changed his sitting posture, his hand instinctively reaching toward his thigh before he caught himself and rested it on the arm of the chair instead.

And so he stood up, dug some earth from the doorway to mix into mud, and then, handful by handful, patched up the gaps in his neighbor's courtyard wall. Moreover, he discovered that their newly repaired mud walls still had several large holes, which clearly showed that they had been deliberately bored through by his own household.

Su Chen gazed intently at the sea urchin-like kappa monster core and took a deep breath.

Yet, of all the information gathered, the single greatest possibility it pointed toward was that of the ancient Chinese immortals, deities, or Qi practitioners.

Li Ying naturally took note of this in her eyes and felt deeply grateful. At the same time, she had always harbored a crush on Qiu Feng—such a handsome, genuine man, who could not possibly help loving him?

Old man Lin was overjoyed and hastily packed up his stall to return home. As he walked, he even bowed with cupped hands toward me.

With a wave of her hand, the sound of blades and spears suddenly erupted, as if a frozen scene from a movie had suddenly sprung back to life. The entire grand hall was filled with the deafening cries of battle, and countless flying arrows rained down from the roof. Before long, several people with lesser martial arts skills by Princess Tianbao's side were shot dead.

"Qin Guan, what is the matter that you have called us here?" Rambod and the other three sat down, but the usually steady Rambod could not help asking, his two scorching gazes fixed intently on Qin Guan, save for Tang Lie, whose expression remained calm.

As for Jianghai City, it held very little attraction for Ning Jie. Although she had been there before, she was completely unfamiliar with the place and felt no sense of belonging whatsoever.

The God of Painting's combat experience was immensely valuable; even Bishop York, consumed by jealousy as he was, could not help stretching out his neck and ears, with everyone's gaze converging upon the God of Painting, eagerly hoping he would elaborate further.

"Precisely. Once we capture their encampment, their alliance will lose its greatest reliance, forcing them to engage us, the Toba Xianbei, in open-field combat. As for the outcome of such an engagement, I trust my King knows without my having to spell it out," said the Grand Chief.

In terms of relationship, Tang Lie went without saying—he was Qin Guan's brother-in-law. As for the other three, they had walked a very close path with Qin Guan along the journey and could be considered his own people.

Of course, I also noticed that his figure was actually a mere five paces away from me. In other words, given his martial prowess—where he could stand this close without me sensing his presence in the slightest—he could completely subdue me silently with a single blow should I make any unusual move.

"Understood!" Wang Yuehan straightened her posture and replied, but the moment she laid eyes on the intricate web of black lines on the map in her hand, she could not help shivering involuntarily.