Chapter 688: Father Dies, Son Succeeds

Late at night, the lamp in the Bianzhou Prefecture yamen study was still lit. Fang Chongyong's trusted aides were waiting anxiously, none of them speaking.

And the chief culprit who had brought them here—namely Gao Shang—was bound hand and foot and tossed in the corner, with absolutely no one paying him any attention.

Because no one builds rapport with a dead man.

"Gentlemen, Ministers, His Majesty has arrived and is just outside the study."

Da Congming walked in and cupped her hands in greeting to everyone.

She continuously repeated the use of Zhu Jiuyin, continuously employing Zhu Jiuyin, which she could only use once at the peak of the Earth Tier.

After Luoshen Di finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Gu Moyun behind him, only to see Gu Moyun smiling with understanding.

He never stinted on the proper courtesies toward people worthy of respect, even though he, a member of the Huiye clan, was merely a fake.

After that, Linghu Xingda and Li Fu began earnestly discussing the feasibility of surrendering to the Heavenly Phoenix Army.

The Dawn-Bright Bug kept drilling downward. After it broke through a thick layer of silt, it finally entered the water. Because it was dim underwater and the water was very murky, Li Chunyang could not see clearly, so he had no choice but to increase the infusion of his divine sense.

Now that Meng Lie had been beaten into the ground by Su Huaishan in a single exchange, judging from the frequency and speed of Su Huaishan's current bombardment, he himself would not last long at all.

The stall next door was a singing stall, except the vendor didn't sing himself but brought a guitar and a microphone, letting passing customers sing—ten yuan per song.

Liu Cheng and the others did not stay here long; they stayed for only one shi and then left, continuing on to the next village.

But the officials and military commanders that Liu Yao had left behind in Danyang were not his absolute confidants—they were all local officials from Danyang and Wu Commandery. These people had little loyalty toward Liu Yao, and their abilities were also quite ordinary. Whether Liu Yao wanted them or not did not matter.

Generally speaking, Yan Yuan would not be so careless during a mission. As an assassin, going two or three days without eating for the sake of an assassination was a common occurrence, and it was not as if Yan Yuan could not endure hardship—such things were utterly routine for him. However, whether one can endure hardship and whether one does endure hardship had not the slightest causal connection.

Under Jiang Yun's control, Jiang Yu decisively consumed a stored charge of Blink energy, drastically widening the distance between her and Yun Zhiqiu, and the Ice Storm was also interrupted as she moved.

The map obtained from Casey did not record the paths inside the War God's Temple. Jiang Yun had just been charging ahead with his head down, paying no attention at all to where he had ended up.

In the taxi, Zuo Feibai's stomach growled, and only then did he realize he had not eaten for over a day, yet he had no appetite whatsoever.

That was it! Earlier, she had left a letter and run away, saying she was going to clear the obstacles between her and Xuan Yuluo. But when Xuan Yuluo came rushing over, he found no trace of her, and so guessed that she might have realized she was absolutely no match for Xuan Yihan and the others alone, and had turned back midway or met with some other accident.

By the time they arrived at Gusu Airport, it was already past two in the afternoon, and Li Xingcai had come personally to pick up the two of them.

"No. Unless you kill me, I must find my senior brother!" Nimoluo Xing said in a low voice.

Inside the command center of the Fifth Military Region, essentially every figure of any standing was sitting upright with a solemn expression at this moment.

"Master Zuo, truly brilliant! You've advanced the 'range of one palm' one step further into the 'range of one fist'!" Qiao Yun said.

"No, I'm fine." Su Beichen smiled faintly. Having taken advantage of the princess today, he felt a bit awkward about it.

And so, Feng Lingjue had a sudden inspiration and came up with a rather underhanded method: modify several key parts of the internal cultivation manual, then hand it to Bai Wuzui, so that after practicing it, his spiritual power cultivation would improve, but he could never break through to the War God level no matter what.

In fact, she and Tang Huaijin were both very busy. Not only did she now work at Chenfan, she also had to go to Wangjiang Tower after work to learn culinary arts. Though she wouldn't say she was completely clueless before—unable to tell chives from scallions—such a skill level was simply the most basic in front of Nan Xin'an. So she had to start everything from scratch.

Bang bang bang! The surroundings of the group were already covered by giant clouds of dust and smoke. Those massive bullets not only left craters in the ground one after another, but also kicked up a layer of dust and smoke that slowly obscured everything.

"Indeed. Look, my brothers and I all got beaten up, and we know we were wrong, so please let us go." The bald tattooed guy had basically regained consciousness, but at this point he was also yielding.

Her chest was suddenly struck, and her heart felt as if it were tightly gripped by someone. She could not help gasping for breath in large gulps. Dense beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, and her hands and feet instantly went weak and limp, making even breathing difficult.

How could they know that the several people inside the airship at this moment were already doubled over with laughter, each giving a thumbs-up to Long Xian'er and Li Zihao's acting skills. Those who had hidden in the cabin weren't afraid—they were afraid they might not be able to hold back their laughter.

"Yes." I nodded and looked toward my mom's room. "My mom is stubborn. I don't know why, but she just refuses to get a divorce. She says she'll resign herself to this life, says this is her fate—that she'll pay off all the debts in this life so there won't be any entanglements in the next. I don't understand." I shook my head as I spoke.

Lao Jiu gritted his teeth as he listened, loosened his grip and let go of the hippo, cursing as he retreated to the side.

I didn't continue talking with Gu Tanzhi. I pressed the button to hang up and added this new number back to the blacklist. I'd like to see how many more numbers he can switch to to call me. The phone's blacklist doesn't seem to have a limit on the number of entries, does it.

Zhan Tian! Are you crazy! These things are all antiques—any single one is worth over a million, and you're actually using them to make jewelry for me! Aren't you afraid Old Master Jin will laugh at you! Old Master Jin, wouldn't you say so? Zhang Jingchu turned to look at the three elders of the Jin family, who were watching her and Zhan Tian, and smiled.

"It's fine. You go down and handle the problem. I'll take care of these myself." After saying that, Su Ran squatted down directly and meticulously checked through all the documents.

After Shitou finished speaking, Madam Su felt very sorry for the child, so all her earlier hesitation vanished, and she kept adding food to his bowl. Seeing that Madam Su treated him so well, Su Xiling felt reassured.

It turned out that the Dark Brotherhood assassins stationed at this stronghold were not Xi Ruoyu's confidants, but puppet materials that Xi Ruoyu had specially procured for him.

"Even if you try another hundred times, you still won't be able to do it. There's a gap of several major realms between our martial arts!" Zhang Fei said lazily.