Volume 1, Chapter 112: An Invitation from Prince Kang!

Liang Kingdom, Xianyang.
Princess Residence.

Qin Bao and Wang Caiwei had already become betrothed, a match arranged personally by Kong Yingda, with their wedding set for the third day of the ninth month next year—almost a year away.

Lin Yuming gradually began to respond. In truth, from the very start, he had no intention of resisting. The pain and loss of recent days had left him lonely and weary. He longed for a passionate collision, a moment of reckless abandon to liberate himself.

The balding middle-aged man, mid-sentence, deliberately turned to glance at Zhang Tianyi. In his eyes was a barely concealed suspicion, as if to say plainly, "I suspect you, Zhang Tianyi, are a traitor who has leaked our plans to the target."

Having devised a plan, Zhang Tianyi found an empty corner, carefully removed the brand-new clothes worth over two hundred coins, placed them in a plastic bag, then found a large stone to weigh them down. Rising, he stomped his foot deliberately.

Deputy Director Jiang was equally puzzled. He couldn’t understand why Hua Zijian’s attitude toward him had changed so suddenly. Since Hua Zijian became mayor, he had invited him several times to meet and strengthen their ties, but Hua Zijian always declined with excuses, never giving him a single chance.

If the third generation were to pass away, Demacia would face many challenges ahead. The third generation knew his son was a skilled warrior, but he was uncertain about his political acumen.

Brothers Liu Chao had purchased vast amounts of grain in Yongcheng and Mengcheng, escorting it with troops to Bozhou. This provided an excellent opportunity for the wealthy gentry of Yongcheng to realize their ambitions.

It was somewhat odd for two grown men, Zhang Tianyi and Qi Chu, to be strolling through a mall together. After a while, Qi Chu lagged behind a few steps, letting Zhang Tianyi walk ahead.

However, a phone call disrupted their plans. It came from Hua Zijian, mayor of Liulin City. Instead of calling Xiao Bohan, he called Tang Keke. Clearly, Hua Zijian’s intentions were not straightforward; he wanted Tang Keke to convey a crucial piece of information to Xiao Bohan.

Liuling had taken root here, transforming into a willow tree. Perhaps this was the very method she had long planned to overcome her tribulation.

“Oh dear, Fuman is finally thinking,” Yang Yi said coldly, watching Fuman with skeptical eyes. He wondered how this stubborn fellow had suddenly come to his senses, refusing to jump into the pit he had dug for himself. This was not a good sign. Yet, as his chief magician, Yang Yi felt obliged to give him an explanation.

Facing some maritime spirit beasts, the junior sister was preparing to advance her cultivation to the mid Foundation Establishment stage before setting out. Besides these sea beasts, the eastern islands also harbored numerous spiritual creatures of considerable value,” Ruan Yuelian smiled and explained.

Speaking of which, without Conan’s overwhelming aura, Hikaru’s mind was actually quite sharp. As he sifted through newspapers ready for publication, he began to notice clues.

Above the four divine pillars, faint and shifting, stood a primordial grand array that sealed the main hall at its center, continuously radiating supreme divine might.

Ran Shaotang’s earlier sorrow vanished instantly. He looked upon Zhong Jiuchou with sympathy and pity. Zhong Jiuchou’s face was already very grim.

The Lunar and Solar divine lights coalesced, an exact manifestation of Changxi’s personal derivation of the true Dao scripture, creating a variety of strange phenomena.

Although their investigation seemed successful, Gin was still dissatisfied with her. After Miyano Akemi and her team returned, she was assigned yet another new mission.

Ran Shaotang glanced at the crowd, unable to devise a good solution to help Zhong Jiuchou and Zongzheng Shen coexist peacefully. He had no choice but to redirect suspicion toward outsiders.