Chapter Eighty-Eight: Such a Rebel

I was more than willing, and so I listened to Zheng Tianhua explain spell formulas and the little tricks needed to cast them for an entire night.

Li Huamei immediately returned the salute. The two fleets slowly set sail, and before long the distance between them widened until both vanished from the sea. Li Huamei touched the short gun at her waist and remained silent.

Li Xiaowei came in with a rather sullen face after knocking on the door, followed by Zhou Mengan, who looked dazed and adorably vacant.

Yet Jiang Chen always seemed to speak that way. Mu Yuwei and Die Lan exchanged a glance, both wearing helpless, wry smiles.

The demonic weapon Crescent Hook in Jiang Chen's hand was entirely blood-red, as though it were about to erupt in full force, yet in truth that was not the case at all.

After hanging up, Zhang Jin noticed that Zhou Mengan was still in a stunned daze. Ah. This girl was good in every way, except that her reactions were sometimes just a little too slow.

Gongcheng Qingdie, who had rarely spoken, suddenly raised a number of rather strange questions.

Hearing that, Jiang Chen did not attack again. Instead, he casually refined two flawless Violet Qi Pills and tossed them to Su Yan.

At the thought of this, Su Yan also thought of the dead man she had once loved, and in an instant her tender heart trembled; she was unable to make a move at once.

In fact, court audiences were not held every day. Generally speaking, it depended on how diligent the emperor was. Hongzhi was considered a very diligent ruler, and court audiences were usually held once every three days. Still, consecutive audiences were not unheard of.

No one dared doubt Wang Xin's abilities. He carried an overbearing air about him, an air not put on deliberately, but bursting forth from his very bones.

Qiao Nuanyang and Qin Shijin sent Rui Rui inside, met with the teacher, and reminded the teacher of the necessary precautions.

"Do I still need to pay?" Chen Dudu asked, looking at him in a dazed and adorable way. This was the thing she cared about most.

"Manager Liang, do you have a portable drive? I'll copy it and go print it directly, so we don't have to keep moving the computer around!" Chen Dudu said. After all, no one was there to carry the computer for her at the moment, and that thing was dead weight.

That's fine. Study hard, and if you have any more improper thoughts, I'll ignore you." Guan Xinlei pouted, her slight anger making her look even more charming.

His words were meant to probe whether Quan Yu had ever abused me in that regard, but to my ears they sounded like a veiled mockery.

It was too dark to see clearly, but he was driving a dark red pickup truck, Xiao Xiang said, lifting his eyes toward Officer Li.

"Isn't this because you set the precedent first? Yao Shaoqiang is merely following in your footsteps. What am I supposed to do? And President Lu is pressing me too. How could I possibly disagree?" Chen Dudu said helplessly.

Even long after Qin Shijin had left, Qiao Nuanyang still had not come to her senses. Her mind was a chaotic jumble as she carefully tried to recall everything that had just happened.

As for Qiao Yu, carrying Gu Yuhan on her back and moving forward step by step under the cover of the others, she felt as though she had used up all the strength from several lifetimes. She jostled the slipping body of Gu Yuhan upward, bit her lip, and kept going. There were only a few meters left. As soon as they returned to the country, the gunfire would stop, and the pursuers would also halt in their tracks.

Of course, this did not mean that Yang Bolin would easily trust just anyone. If any man his own age had said those words about being a step away from becoming an immortal, Yang Bolin would have slapped him across the face without hesitation to wake him up.

Zhu Qiushan frowned after hearing this, thinking to himself: What a boor, he doesn't know the slightest thing about beating around the bush. If not for the situation forcing my hand, I would never join forces with such a savage; he only tarnishes my standing.

"Yes. Commander, if you want to defeat Ye Yun, you can only encircle him with overwhelming numbers and wipe him out. Therefore, after every assault, please pacify the people and recruit soldiers and generals! Prepare in advance for the final battle!" Yang Han advised.

Jin Sicheng cast him a sharp glance, then finally let his gaze fall on Shang Jingyu's backside, the look in his eyes deeply meaningful.

Gu Yuhan's eyes were icy as he said coldly, "I don't think this is fate, but human hands at work!" With that, he raised a foot and walked in one direction.

"Don't lie. You still have a sliver of hope. Otherwise, don't blame us." The man raised a hand as though he were about to strike Jing Zhangzi across the face.

The people of the city had long since fled. Sheng Nanjing had given them enough time to leave and had also told them to come back after a while.

Indeed, when it came to food, Ji Wanrong had a completely impulsive, spur-of-the-moment temperament; even a little delay would not do.