0112 Emergence of True Talent, Part One

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Mother Tian muttered beside her, “That’s because your daughter doesn’t respect herself.” She looked down on Xie Yuanfeng a little, believing she lacked self-respect.

“Is that so?” Xie Yihuang gave a half-smile as she looked at Mother Tian. “Auntie, if you think I came to the wrong place today, we wouldn’t mind going to the police station together to talk about this issue. Not to mention anything else, just one point: having relations with a minor is a crime. If this gets out, even if the Xie family’s reputation is already poor, do you think the Tian family’s reputation will remain untarnished?”

At that moment, the infamous Dian Jun appeared like iron, holding a double-handed halberd, roaring, “Those who do not obey shall die!” His voice was like rolling thunder, his momentum like a raging tide.

After hearing this explanation, Wen Duo laughed heartily and was about to invite Ye Yanqing to a nearby inn for a proper feast to foster friendship. Ye Yanqing recalled Feilong’s earlier advice about associating with those blessed by the Wheel of Fortune and did not refuse.

“This is my fault. I apologize,” Ye Yanqing bowed deeply to all the disciples of the Purple Sword Sect.

Moreover, the school’s academic affairs office uniformly managed and distributed all the grades across classes, which saved the class advisors a lot of trouble.

Though the meanings were similar, psychologically, it still felt somewhat unpleasant to hear it that way.

Those people quietly followed behind Shizi Kui, probably fearing the power of explosives, so they had yet to dare make a move against him.

Helplessly, when he was six, his father sent him to Dragon Head Mountain to study martial arts under Taoist Huairou, merely hoping he wouldn’t cause trouble. As for his future, at worst, he would inherit a pastry shop.

Yet, within the boundary of the Wuyang Divine Palace where time accelerated a hundredfold, a month outside equated to a hundred months inside.

“Damn it, sleeping every day, I’ll sleep you to death,” Ye Yanqing gritted his teeth. Feilong was always unreliable; whenever it came to the crucial moment, he would remain silent. Alas, Ye Yanqing had no choice, for Feilong said only deep sleep could better restore his powers to assist Ye Yanqing.

She wore a multicolored silkworm robe, moon-dance boots, held the Flowing Cloud Flying Moon sword, and rode her Cloud Return Flying Snow horse. What a gallant and heroic figure she presented!

León glanced over; darkness could not obscure his sight. Outside the private room where the sound came from was the sign “Room Four.”

León surprisingly asked such an unwise question. Having just fallen into León’s trap once, Viscount Skoth did not rush to respond but pondered whether this was another ruse.

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“Jiang Mianmian, have you thought it through?” Jiang Haochen looked impatient, urging her anxiously.

Galina walked in as if possessed, with Jiang Hai following closely behind. Upon entering this space, he instinctively turned his head and just happened to see the spiral staircase.

On the other side, ammunition and gasoline from two trucks had been unloaded and taken away. Sandbags were placed in the truck beds as cover, and some skilled marksmen disguised themselves in enemy uniforms, hiding in the truck beds.

Together, the two struck toward Zhao Wu with a palm attack; the terrifying force stirred chilling gusts, flying sand, and whirling stones—frightening beyond measure.

Compared to the clumsy painting done with Mu Wanhua at the farmhouse last time, it was like night and day.

“Then… Changyi, can I assume these training grenades you have can explode if loaded with explosives?” Old Ding’s eyes gleamed as he looked at Hu Changyi.

Unfortunately, Cheng Shifei did not know that Princess Yunluo had already left the palace, originally planning to seek revenge on him.

To be honest, finding a minister like You Jingyan, who was both capable and loyal while knowing when to advance or retreat, was truly rare.

Feilong said, “Master, I’ll follow your lead. You decide for us.” Huoyan nodded.

Besides the two full days of cooldown and nearly a minute of incantation, if not for the giant eagle’s height beyond the reach of insects and the escort of subordinates, Bai Sen had no doubt that with the immense threat it radiated, the giant eagle would have died countless times by now.

“Could it be that Sergeant Zhang overheard some news? He is from the Western army, a fierce soldier. Could it mean there’s activity in the west?” another shopkeeper asked, puzzled.

Lei Zhenjiang’s eyes brightened as he laughed heartily, moving towards Zhang Yuanhao. Reaching out, he grabbed at the air where spiritual energy was chaotic; a giant hand formed of purple lightning and azure thunder also reached down, targeting the Bamboo Mountain Sword Discussion painting floating before Zhang Yuanhao.

Andrei’s eyes lit up upon hearing Bai Sen’s words, immediately introducing the situation of Silverwing City to him. Given Bai Sen’s strength, becoming a lord was no simple feat. Building good relations now would allow Andrei to openly borrow troops from Bai Sen in the future.

Although You Jingyan acted under Zhu Yuanzhang’s orders within the court, everyone knew his dealings with Liu Bowen were closer than with other ministers.

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Just You Jingyan’s words had greatly changed Fan Zhongyan and Kong Daofu’s impressions of him.

His body twisted, holding the door, banging his own head as if trying to clear his muddled mind. Then he closed the door and staggered toward the big bed inside the room.

Electric currents surged out from within, causing spasms despite their extraordinary constitutions. “See? It’s not my fault. I didn’t do anything!” Li Feng continued to taunt with relish.

“Yes, sir. How many glasses would you like now?” The waiter replied politely.

Next, Jiangshan called Zhang Yintian, asking him to bring money to fully pay Uncle Liu’s account, then rent another house.

Raido Tsushima was captured by the Hosokawa clan during the suppression of the Mori navy last year and eventually submitted to them. This secured his domain on Tsushima, indirectly preventing the Murakami Takeyoshi family from growing too powerful.

“Where is this?” The bright orb of light made Hosokawa Nobumoto squint, taking a long time to adjust to the environment.

Here lived the top echelon of the Nanyang region, about seven or eight in total, among whom was Guo Qin’s grandfather, who controlled the lifeblood of Nanyang.

People earn their living on the streets through sweat, and sometimes even blood. Why should anyone look down on them?

After seeing off the caravan, Fourth Lady returned to the cellar, concealed the tunnel entrance, then closed the cellar door before calling Huan to visit Shu.

Asakusa Yuriko offered no explanation, simply leading the way with Bai Fan following behind.

“B-Brother... let’s talk this through nicely... let’s talk it through...” Inside, Yoshino Kotaro had a ninja knife pressed to his neck; he was a foot soldier general of the Tsugawa family.