Chapter 99: Exposed

After steadying her breathing, Shen Qiqi gave a faint smile. “Since Mr. Zhou finds it amusing, let us leave the matter for another day. There is no need to tangle over such a trivial amount of time.”

As for the Jiang family, she had already gained complete control over them.

The near-collapse of Yangyang Side Foods was the best possible outcome; later on, no one would be able to accuse her of avarice.

Zhou Yili seemed to approve of her idea very much...

Yu Wenci cast an unobtrusive glance at his phone. Not to mention a call, even the messaging app was perfectly empty.

“Brother, please help me, just this once, all right? After this, I swear I’ll put all my heart into studying.”

The assault vehicle's rifle was the most powerful of all infantry vehicles; if three bullets struck the head at once, death was all but certain.

After repeated bloody battles, the two thousand Spanish troops within the Bataan security fortress, together with more than five thousand native defenders, were utterly annihilated by the Ming army.

Qiao Nengxin suddenly felt a pang of pain, instantly thinking of how she had waited for He Weiran for most of the afternoon, only for him to leave after a brief moment when she finally wanted someone to confide in. He had been her most important friend; how heartbroken must she have been then?

Two liches floated up to the watchtower, slowly descending beside the Golem warrior, their staff of magic leveled at his forehead.

In the primeval jungle, an enormous elephant hacked its way forward through the undergrowth, while Long Li reclined upon its back, eating fruit with contentment.

“I...” Yuan Hongbin had just been about to refuse again; of course he could tell that Zhou Jun was exaggerating.

The other officers below the rank of guerrilla commander did not need the emperor’s decree to be appointed. The Ministry of Military Affairs would handle such matters according to precedent, under Yang Sichang’s instructions.

The song was low and subdued, yet carried a trace of agility, and Wei Xizi could not help quietly joining in.

It might be soul essence, something needed by most nests in the end, or it might be a resource required to learn certain skills. For instance, one of the aura techniques in the Warlord Art required a substance called Shadowsteel.

There were also rules for pairing drinks with food. Starters were usually accompanied by aperitifs such as sherry, whiskey, white wine, or soda water. For the main course, steak or roast beef went well with dry red wine; lamb chops or roast lamb with light wine; ham or roast pork with champagne or sweet wine.

After another third of an hour, dusk deepened, and everything in the surrounding view grew hazy and indistinct.

Li Siwei spent his days wandering from company to company as well... There were things he desperately wanted to say, yet he did not know how to speak them without inviting disaster, nor whether anyone would believe him if he did. And so, more often than not, he could only smoke with the others and ramble aimlessly about everything under heaven.

He sensed a threat from Leo, and as his observation deepened, that threat slowly began to ferment.

Meanwhile, many cultivators who had survived the great catastrophe were also heading toward the holy land of their dreams, hoping to become part of the Yanhuang Empire.

Captain Kasai's cavalry battalion had indeed only intended to pass through Shuangheji, but the gunfire from the Shuanghekou direction made Major Kasai hesitate. So at the fork in the road, he ordered the battalion to stop and sent out scouts.

Their first time had been so awkward and inexperienced that throughout the whole thing, He Xiayan remained tense from beginning to end. By the time the man’s heat had ebbed away, she was already drenched in sweat.

The old man of the Heavy Hammer clan gave a couple of grunting sounds, clearly about to say something; but seeing the confident, inscrutable look on Feister Iron Fist’s face, he ultimately held his tongue.

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Heart Cloud Sect seemed to have vanished entirely into thin air, leaving no trace behind.

Shi Qianwei did not happen to have a single decent piece of equipment. By now, high-grade blue gear was nothing much in Lin Tian’s eyes; purple gear was what truly counted as good equipment.

Yi Shao and Wang Jinran’s two teams both moved swiftly toward the north plaza, Yi Shao heading there, Wang Jinran returning.