Chapter 108

The reporters' lenses were almost pressed against Cao Sheng's copy of the Gongyang Diary.

School leaders and the host beside Cao Sheng, Jiang Xiaoshuang, all strained their ears.

Everyone wanted to know what brilliant passage Cao Sheng would read this time.

Cao Sheng did not keep them waiting long; he read aloud a passage from the seventh entry of the Gongyang Diary, devoid of emotion.

"Today I received a letter from home; the handwriting wasn't my sister-in-law's, and I felt a sudden pang of disappointment—my son…"

"Boss, you're really underestimating us. Even if we're weak, we're not that pathetic—we can't even beat one man with ten of us? Might as well take off our uniforms and go home to farm."

"Dark Wind Step." Too late to locate Brother Mo's whereabouts, instinct told me to move—I immediately used Dark Wind Step and sprinted toward the distance.

Shouldn't Luan Qing have had a secret affair with Second Brother Yunqi? Why, since her appearance, has she offered not a single word of support, and now even added fuel to the fire?

For such a rare substance, not even Chen Nuo, let alone his mentor, could be certain of concocting an antidote—but… if we don't try, isn't there zero chance at all?

Qin Feng understood: the other side was likely deliberately provoking the Huo family's authority, testing their reaction—behind it, the current provincial governor might even have given the order. This probe was meant to see whether the Huo family still held unmatched dominance.

Shen Yu's troops had been unstoppable, forcing the former subordinates of Prince Fu in Quzhou into a corner. But just as they were preparing for the final assault, a former advisor of Prince Fu took advantage of Yun Muge's absence, devised a scheme to kidnap her, and threatened to kill her unless Shen Yu withdrew his forces.

Qi Wei nodded, replied, stepped out for a moment, and led Gu Tianjiao in. Gu Tianjiao still scowled at Qin Feng, giving a reluctant, cold snort.

"Heh…heh…" Zhao Zixian chuckled awkwardly but said nothing—his secrets were this little; if he revealed them all, this old man would never leave him alone. His belly fat vanished—he wanted longevity, and after longevity, he wanted to regain his youthful vigor. Where would he even find ingredients for that?

Black soil surged skyward; the Dark Wind Piercing Arrow directly shot the Nether Phantom Claw upward, slamming it into the air with a conical earth spike, draining nearly 600,000 HP. The Nether Phantom Claw showed no reaction whatsoever, plopped to the ground, rolled over once, and lay still.

The Bai Shan Municipal Guesthouse's environment was clearly far better than Yincheng's; though nominally a guesthouse, its facilities rivaled those of a four-star hotel, with top-tier surroundings and the very latest equipment—Qin Feng was very satisfied with this setting.

"The Yao Mu clan can indeed command soul beasts, but…" Luo Fei hesitated, then spoke haltingly—he clearly didn't want his old friend to become too hostile toward Helian Nuo.

Yue Long Tian felt the grip of Sun Daomin's hand—it truly had no strength. He wondered strangely: had he truly misjudged that kick Sun Daomin delivered in the back courtyard of the Sun residence?

"In that case, I beg Miss Luoxia to lead the way!" Helian Nuo remained silent, but Bai Zhao spoke up; Luoxia nodded and stepped forward gracefully.

"Bejita, remember—you're a Saiyan prince. You're just a lowly Saiyan," Bejita declared with supreme arrogance.

He stepped back two paces, tears continuously spilling from his wide eyes. Watching her dazed, soulless state, the Tree of Life shook its head and sighed softly.

The two photos were evenly matched—I won't be foolish enough to kill eight hundred and injure a thousand; I'll have to think this through carefully.

Sun Hongying hesitated, unsure whether she should leave. She had been confined at the Sun residence, desperately seeking an escape opportunity—now Yue Shenglong had arrived; this was her chance.