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"I am not an angel, I'm just an ordinary person. But is there anything I can help you with, sir?" Xie Yihuang continued to ask.

The foreigner nodded immediately: "Yes, I do need your help. Could you please ask them if they can provide me with a copy of their recipe for these dishes here?"

Hearing this, Xie Yihuang asked in confusion: "Sir, why would you want a recipe? Are the dishes here not to your liking, or is there something wrong with the food?"

"No, no, no—"

I had thought the senior would have something to say to me, but after changing my clothes and standing before the stone mirror for a long time, the senior did not call me back in. I suppose there was nothing else to instruct.

Putting aside how the disgust and horror of these corpses would ruin anyone's appetite, even encountering dead bodies out of nowhere would prevent Ye Fei from foolishly approaching them. Who knew if this might be a trap?

After deep and thorough contemplation, the method Ziying devised to control Fusang was to cultivate an obedient puppet ruler—specifically one completely controlled by the Central Plains in terms of ideology, economy, and military affairs.

Not to mention that she no longer kept in touch with such circles nowadays, even back when she was still actively involved, she couldn't recognize everyone she crossed paths with daily, let alone the many people she would likely never encounter at all.

Emerging from the woods, Qin Hai went straight to the hospital. Along the way, he contacted He Yaozu and recounted the ordeal of the overseas Chinese father and son, hoping that He Yaozu could notify the diplomatic department so they could dispatch personnel to take over the matter.

The several disciples of the Jin family turned pale with fright. They quickly nodded in promise, swearing not to leak a single word, and then quietly and swiftly bowed and retreated.

"Tomorrow's grand audience will be held at Xianyang Palace, featuring the Grand Guest ritual. I shall receive the envoy of the Yan State in the presence of all officials." Having listened to Meng Jia's account, Zhao Zheng roughly had an idea in mind; that Li Jun should indeed be his nephew Ziying.

After being humiliated by Cui Hong and his associates, Du Ruoqiu realized she had been deceived, and now remorse consumed her! Having struck Shangguanfei in the hall, she threw herself against a pillar and ended her own life.

Listening to the low, muffled groans coming from next door, Li Chenggui felt a slight chill run down his spine.

The safety of a pregnant imperial noble consort could hardly be compared to that of a retired official. Even the empress dowager could not directly order Yu Taiqi to abandon Noble Consort Huo to tend to Huo Changqing, but if Noble Consort Huo herself grew anxious about her brother and begged Emperor Changtai, that was entirely another matter.

Because in the face of any situation now, whatever they were capable of achieving was precisely tied to these changes that needed to be factored in.

Ziyuan thought Lin Tianyao was going to persuade Bing Ruolan to refuse, but seeing Lin Tianyao suddenly make a move, she was instantly infuriated.

Nagato arrived at the center of this desert land, though he himself was unsure whether this truly could be considered the center.

Wind-Rider, who had been hiding in the shadows, was just about to step out when he saw Kude walking over at that moment, and his body immediately melted back into the darkness.

"There's really no need for all this trouble. Just pick a restaurant, set the time, and send me the address. It's settled, bye-bye." Shen Ziwu found this man rather long-winded, so she had to bring the conversation to a swift end.

"I promised my mother to take care of those children. I promised my mother to clear her name. I promised my mother I would become an ever-blooming flower of the Bai ethnic group." Bai Caiwei loosened her grip, knelt on the old stone pathway, and spoke the words one by one.

With that, he lunged at Ouyang Feng, while everyone else stepped forward to watch this epic battle.

The Hall of Eternal Joy was filled with the subtle fragrance of cloves and was as warm as spring. On a stand, two pots of crabapple blossoms were blooming brilliantly. Next to them stood a perch holding a green-feathered and blue-plumed parrot. Upon seeing people enter, it didn't chatter away, but simply tilted its head in curiosity, occasionally lowering its head to preen its wings.

"Get him up." After issuing this command, Leo pointed toward the tower by the courtyard wall, and then among the corridors of the wall, a squad of new recruits from the Julius Legion, holding a row of brand-new bronze tubes, marched in with neat steps.

Lu Wuchen smiled faintly, but his attention returned to Jin Bo. Jin Bo was charging forward with an iron staff, his eyes burning red. He and Ling Feng were like brothers through thick and thin, having weathered countless storms together. Seeing Ling Feng's condition now, how could he not know that he was already injured?

Wei Jing assumed Jixian was the primary target of the Yuzhou army after crossing the river. Unaware that the enemy had split into two forces, the military reports sent to various regions made no mention of Wang Tai's faction advancing along the Qi River. Liu Qi was likewise oblivious to the fact that a Yuzhou army was marching north. In his ignorance, at dusk, he ran head-on into Wang Tai's forces.

Fights of arrays aside, Shamoke merely wished to display what he had learned from the Han Chinese, which was reasonable enough. However, Shamoke was able to engage Taishi Ci in a fierce, evenly matched duel of troops, which could not but make Pang Shanmin marvel.

"Family? Do you think you'll still have a family soon?" Caligula's past intimidation was returned to him by Carabus word for word. With that, he flicked his fingers disdainfully toward Caligula, "This is merely the first step." Then, pulling his cloak over his head, he turned and left, surrounded by veterans and gladiators.

"Thank you so much for your kindness!" Neesa hurriedly let out a seductive voice; she wanted to win the Roman commander's favor ahead of Adriana, as that was simply her habit.

At this, Shi Qing cast a stealthy glance sideways. He saw that Shi Min's face was as dark as a gathering storm, black enough to drip ink, his brows raised in anger and his tiger-like eyes wide open as he glared fiercely over.

Click, click. Yunkawa Aehui twisted the knob twice, only to find that Abe Takuya's door wouldn't open. She nodded with a sudden realization, understanding then that Abe Takuya had locked the door from the inside.

Meanwhile, Su Lin, who had just returned to their previous lodging, was tragically horrified to discover that Yue Lixing, the second senior brother he had trusted so much, had already slipped away ahead of time.

The King of a Hundred Battles bore the brunt of the attack, unable to evade it, and directly unleashed his divine power to counter. Demonic clouds rolled, and thousands of skeletal claws emerged from the black mist, lunging at Wang Xuan.

The three of us looked ahead simultaneously. Indeed, not far away in the white clouds, streams of dark Qi lingered endlessly, vast like a pond suspended in mid-air. Unlike the pure black demonic power I wielded, those wisps of dark Qi were merely a pure, mindless collective of mortal grievances and resentment.