56. The Breakdown of Someone Who Doesn't Know How to Drive a Carriage

To be precise, the speed remained astonishingly slow. Jiang Ruo wanted to go faster, but the moment she accelerated even slightly, her heart would thump wildly without stop, as if she might fall off the vehicle at any second, causing her hands to instinctively ease up on the controls.

Therefore, despite riding a vehicle, the actual speed was barely any faster than walking.

Driving the vehicle, Jiang Ruo remained constantly tense, her delicate face completely expressionless. Even so, when the wheels once again sank into a dirt pit, her composure finally shattered.

"Why are you asking such a thing? Don't I know my own brother? Just think about what kind of family we belong to. In AM, we are the gods. People of our noble status would ever deign to notice you, let alone entangle ourselves with you. You really are indulging in wild fantasies," He Qian said angrily, raising her voice.

"Who acts like you? Saying it as if you're so ancient. No way, you absolutely must come over and let them witness my handsome and dashing husband," Tang Duo declared with extreme fierceness.

"Close your eyes, will you! Do you really have to be this long-winded? Guan Qichen must have inherited this habit of endless chatter from you!" Gu Meng snapped at Guan Chenji with displeasure.

The two of them engaged in a night of passion within the Snow Clan. Afterward, Nangong Yan took Ning Qianye and fled, pursued relentlessly along the way, relying entirely on him to cut down numerous assailants and successfully escape with her.

Li Wuxin did not realize that the moment she turned around, the banter and devil-may-care playfulness vanished from the red-robed man's brow, replaced by a solemn, profound earnestness and inquiry.

She figured that Zhou Yanqing wouldn't be so self-abasing as to go to the enormous trouble of installing surveillance cameras simply to watch An Xin and Zhou Yanzhen.

Inside the room were only Zhao Fuxin and Binglian. After a short while, bursts of crying echoed out, followed by the sound of a table being smashed to pieces, before the door was kicked wide open by Zhao Fuxin.

Gu Lian chatted with Chen Xing and Pei Yueyue for a bit before heading upstairs to take a look, feeling a mild curiosity about what could actually be seen through that telescope.

Dragging her somewhat exhausted body, Li Wuxin looked at the injuries on her body that should have been severe, feeling a sense of helpless resignation.

The situation at the yamen remained unclear, but even if she managed to get out, there was no guarantee a next time wouldn't occur. Besides Pei Fangwu in the capital... there was also Lou Dongfeng.

It appeared they had come out to negotiate. Luo Han stepped out from behind a tree, facing no attack this time. Walking up to a spot six or seven meters away from the savage, the latter gripped his iron axe and began shouting incoherently in a flurry of unintelligible gibberish, clearly signaling for Luo Han to halt.

Especially in the eighth year of Daye, during the first campaign against Goguryeo, the military force mobilized by Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang—yes, the sheer troop count alone—surpassed one million.

However, Jiang Ji lacked any such awareness; his sole intent was to determine the timing of the message delivery in order to gauge the situation at the Cloud Dragon Gang's stronghold.

Although he would still be at the fourth level of the Golden Bell Shield upon returning to the main world, with this experience under his belt, reaching the sixth level and attaining the Post-Heaven Great Completion realm would take him no time at all.

Tang Shi found that this man was flawless and impeccable in every conceivable aspect, save for his emotional intelligence, which was abysmally low. All day long, he knew nothing else except to threaten her with lines like "Are you qualified?" and "Do you think you're worthy?"

Qian Jiaojiao firmly etched today's scene into her memory. Clenching her fists, she reserved her sole trace of gentleness for Mu Feng, hoping that the next time she appeared before him, his gaze would hold room for her alone.

"Sigh, why are you sleeping while hugging a sword? Don't you find it uncomfortable and bruising?" Luo Han reminded Linghu Yulan. To his surprise, Linghu Yulan calmly replied, "Not at all," before closing his eyes and remaining motionless.

Chen Yu stepped on her heavily and forcefully snatched her handbag away. Panicking, Chen Anqi grew desperate—this was her only designer handbag. Despite having fallen on hard times now, she firmly believed she would make a triumphant comeback.

"Tang Duoduo, what are you doing? Since when do you dare to touch my people?" The man's expression darkened, causing Tang Duoduo's hands to tremble in a start.

"A gentleman does not take what others love. Since you spotted it first, you should go ahead," Wang Qi said with a gentlemanly demeanor.

However, he did not appear at the main entrance of Qianxiang, but instead circled around the alley and approached the perimeter wall of the inner courtyard.