A Huge Loss

Unfortunately, Jiang Ruo was in a hurry to leave; not to mention she hadn't heard it, even if she had, she wouldn't have given it a second thought.

The valley plunged back into darkness. The little azure bird, furious and angrily taking a vicious bite of fish meat, blinked its bean-like eyes, picked up the silver arowana—which was many times larger than its own body—and wobbled unsteadily as it flew toward the barrier.

"Master, Master! We've been ripped off, we've been completely ripped off! The Moon Lake is almost dry..."

Along with the dropping of the silver arowana, chirping voices resounded from within the barrier.

"I didn't have any strange dreams, no dreams at all..." mumbled Tang Seng. Yet everything from the dream still seemed to be right before his eyes.

Now, ever since the news broke out about the hidden treasures of Ksitigarbha buried in the former estate of Prince Zhu, sensational rumors followed one after another regarding hidden treasure troves, secret armories of the fallen Former Shu dynasty, and the like. The former occupants of Prince Zhu's estate had myriad intricate ties with the previous dynasty, and it was once as wealthy as a nation. People firmly believed that there was a golden cornucopia buried underground.

A breath of vitality was transmitted into He Yu's mouth through their overlapping lips. His pale complexion gradually turned rosy, and his faint, shallow breathing returned to normal.

After all, the beastly clan at present was completely incapable of supporting a counteroffensive. They could only be described as riddled with scars and tattered beyond repair, utterly unable to endure another intense war.

Lin Xiangnan paid no attention to the gazes of passersby. He had long since grown accustomed to such looks and had long learned to simply ignore them.

Pei Shiyin moved her lips, wanting to express this sentiment, but as she opened her mouth, not a single word came out.

They both came from prominent backgrounds. Although most members of the Fang and Pei families resided in Luocheng, they were, after all, high-ranking military officials.

While the enemy's rear guard was shouting and cheering to boost morale, a band of men suddenly charged in from behind. Before the enemy could recover their senses, these assailants had already slaughtered their way through, cleanly taking off heads before even a cry could be uttered.

The Heir Apparent of Prince Luyang happened to be dropping by for a visit, and upon hearing these words, he roared with laughter, doubling over and unable to straighten his back. Usually, Eunuch Hai possessed brilliance that surpassed the world, yet he had tripped over such a simple matter.

It seemed he was not lying, nor was there any need for him to lie about this. So be it, it was hardly a momentous issue.

Yi Shuihan handed this authority over to Xu Zhengqiang, who wasted no time and immediately set to work without pause.

Ah! Du Mohan's eyes were open, his gaze filled with a smiling expression. Clearly, he had been watching this scene for a long time. As Ruan Xiangqin laughed, tears streamed down her face as well. How long had it been since those eyes knew how to smile? Now, at last, all was well.

Every day now, he found himself yearning for her, finding it somewhat difficult to control himself. In his eyes, Shunzi was as uniquely radiant as the full moon in the sky, a presence he could not possibly evade.

So this is me, the chess player, playing a game? This is the behavior of a chess player? And those entities far surpassing the Golden Immortals are merely chess pieces? Am I the one playing the game? Very well, since this is the result calculated by Xu Siyuan, he had no choice but to accept it.

"If the mission is completed, I would rather be dead than live like this," Director Zhou's voice was hoarse and desolate, bearing an immense agony within his heart.

"Sigh, perhaps I was wrong. This child carries too much bitterness in his heart; let him do as he pleases. I no longer wish to bind him." Santana had always harbored a trace of guilt deep down toward Zico, an emotion Zico could perceive entirely. Yet, he said nothing at all.

Venus? What is going on? Didn't the Dao of Heaven restore everyone according to plan? Why is Venus still here?

Moreover, whether in offense or defense, Pogba was brimming with confidence in his own abilities, and thus he would never commit errors in a match out of timidity.

A Niu strolled leisurely down the street, while a private car slowly tailed him. A Niu stopped and looked at the vehicle, and the car stopped as well. A Niu wondered just who on earth could be following him.

At the same time, Yin Xu sighed inwardly, marveling that in this chaotic era, so many formidable old men still walked the earth. Lord Longyang was one, Wei Liao another, and he wondered who the next high-minded master might be.