Chapter 135

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Chen Mo's expression stiffened slightly.

What bad luck—I just got into the pool and got caught red-handed!

Their conversation was clearly audible; they had reached the bathroom door, and faint rustling sounds could be heard—likely palace maids assisting with changing clothes.

"If it's just a bath, it shouldn't matter—the Empress wouldn't mind."

But if you see the Empress's body and are spotted by the attending maids, it's high treason—

So when I saw the large pool ahead, I dove straight in, thinking this would surely end my suffering and prevent them from catching me.

—Me? I just choose not to pay attention. I joined the professional league to play basketball, not to care how others judge me… If you truly love or want to do something, you won't care about outside opinions.

"Who would've thought the guest knows so much about our Dark Tower?" The middle-aged man's gaze sharpened as he studied Lu Chen deeply.

Qiao Yu remained silent. Yu Yin might be of common origin, naturally radiating compassion for the weak, but she did not—she was a Princess of the realm and would not pity anyone.

After descending from Tuanyuan Mountain, we drove back to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. The trip to Tuanyuan Mountain had taken all day; we were exhausted from climbing. Just then, the sun dipped low, setting in the west, and Fuping and Meili had both clocked out, so Xi Yukuang and the others arranged for me to stay again at Fuping's home.

A cold wind swept through, carrying an indescribable aura of grimness amid the early spring air.

—Looks like your state is fine—you still have mental bandwidth to daydream. How about your teammates? Are they down?

When the Journey to the West scene reappeared before me, I felt something strange.

The Lord of Jin Island spoke excitedly, teasing Ling Zhou like a child—making everyone present roll their eyes.

This question wasn't just what Xu Qi wanted to know—it was what everyone at Liucheng Publishing wanted to know.

Everyone's faces twisted with sharp disdain, silently mocking the man's arrogance and ignorance.

That is, once he awakens his Third Eye, and rediscovers the Sword Intent, he will fully master this invincible sword technique.

I was stunned too—no wonder I felt weird the moment I saw him, couldn't quite place it. Now I know why.

I sensed the entire ravine—it was a ribbon-like bamboo grove, its color and growth far denser and more vigorous than the bamboo on either side, clearly nourished and enriched by the essence of the surrounding green and purple bamboos.

Even if her consciousness hadn't fully returned, the terrifying impression left behind was too deep—so when she saw Li Rongyou, her most instinctive reaction was fear of him.

"Alright, that's the extent of my rights as an investor." Yang Hao extended his middle finger and pressed Enter.

Chu Wangshu's background made him indifferent to military training, but hearing that new recruits would get firearms drills, he felt a quiet longing—for a legitimate chance to handle a rifle. Though he'd encountered firearms up close, even felt their power multiple times, actually wielding one himself was still appealing.

Thus, the two armies had stalled for over a month without a final battle—the Qin army feared excessive casualties and dared not launch an offensive, while the Chu army feared being annihilated before breaking through the Qin defenses and dared not attempt a full breakout.

"I'll take it. The most crucial thing for a crossbow is accuracy, and I specialize in hidden weapons—I have exceptional control over aim. I'll master this crossbow for sure." Bing Niangzi spoke up first.

So today's imperial court officials either preserve themselves in silence, like fence-sitters pledging loyalty to him, or conspire against the tyrannical minister, like Wang Yun.

No matter how you put it, daring to break into the imperial palace requires immense courage and audacity, demanding great risk.