Chapter 307: Proud But Fragile

Perhaps Zheng Fa's admiration was too obvious; Xiao Yuying glanced at him, unable to hide a hint of pride in her eyes.

The value of appreciation between people differs.

She had nearly never lost in her life—her opportunities and talents left others envious.

Countless eyes had gazed at her more openly, more fervently, even more fawningly than Zheng Fa's.

But she usually didn't even look.

Zheng Fa was different—he was the one who had always subtly overshadowed her.

She

"This young master of the West Cave, Sunny, can be used!" Dongfang He could no longer hold back.

"Village Chief, trouble! A monster has appeared!" Wu Zhi rushed over, pale-faced, followed by several villagers, just after returning with a load of game.

The sea is boundless, and sea monsters are countless; if not for their inability to live on land, and their general inability to breathe air directly for long periods—like most fish—they would have long since launched a counterattack on the continent.

Confidentiality measures during filming were well maintained; only a few photos of Chen Yixun getting into a car had leaked online.

Once, Qiao Yu had been second only to the sect master in Fengchu Palace; now, it was different—her position had been stripped, her subordinates gradually drifted away, leaving her utterly alone.

The Huang Nation wielded both the stick and the carrot, keeping the movements of several factions under control. But this was still not enough: only two or three factions were willing to ally with Huang Nation, barely usable as a surprise force—and even those were unreliable. So Xiao Mo continued actively preparing.

Everyone was filled with curiosity about the sea; their faces betrayed their joy.

I asked in surprise, though my face still stung, my curiosity about the rat in Xu Fo's hand had grown stronger.

At dawn, the mystery was finally revealed: a hundred-man unit appeared directly to their south! This Bai Ren Zong unit joined forces with the scouts, totaling over one hundred twenty men; after forming ranks, they launched an attack on the northeastern pursuers.

A few more strides, and Ye Xuan arrived at the guest reception room. After asking again, he learned Tu Jin's room—but this time, he did not rush in; instead, he quietly approached the window and pushed it open just a crack.

However, Zhuge Changyun was even more astonished than Tong Zhan, for he had never seen Ye Xuan possess such strength before.

Elder Fang showed no particular excitement, as if whether the contract was canceled or not made no difference.

Suddenly, the Master's voice rang out from inside the room; next, the Master himself walked in, munching on a watermelon, looking utterly relaxed.

On Ye Chenfeng's side, the five had visited Linghai Academy and informed Chairman Lin Hui, who showed little surprise.

Su Mohan merely waved her hand, halting President Leng's further actions, and said to him thusly.

Hong Chengchou shook his head without speaking; how could he say that just two years ago, Guangdong's army numbered fewer than ten thousand, and a few large ships had thrown the entire Southern Zhili into chaos? Yet pacifying Jiangnan was Hong Chengchou's achievement—he could not reveal the truth to Zhou Boda.

"Just a reminder—you don't need to rush. Rome wasn't built in a day. Haste makes waste." Ye Teng smiled reassuringly.

"Heh, I overestimated you. Ten moves? Three will do!" The monkey-faced youth sneered at Ye Xuan.

Ma Jiyuan was sixty-five this year; though old, his spirit remained good, and he was delighted to see his son arrive. But when Ma Jiyuan learned Ma Shaoguang was being assigned to Beijing, his brow furrowed tightly.

Thinking of this possibility, they longed to turn over every inch of soil; satellites scanned the area repeatedly overhead, hoping to find traces—after all, biochemical experiments required substantial facilities; if they could locate such anomalies, they could find the true culprits.