Chapter 193: Disordered Mind

"Husband, don't just stand there—help me hang the clothes."

Sensing Zhao Dezhuz's gaze, Zhou Congfang turned back and smiled.

"Alright."

Zhao Dezhu stepped forward and helped her hang the clothes.

Yet Zhou Congfang seemed not to notice—only her and her mother's clothes were hung; not a single garment of her father's was there.

"I don't know why, but I feel like I slept for a long time—so many things happened in my dream."

"Then, Your Highness, let this general lead the vanguard to clear the way!" Liao Chen stared at Zhao Rang with resolute eyes, radiating ironclad determination.

"Who?" Yang Tian asked reflexively, but immediately realized how abrupt it was—why should he report to him who went where? It felt like he was overstepping.

For several months, Huichun Hall had made no sales. Yet Lin Shan showed no sign of worry—he simply waited, quietly, endlessly.

"Surveillance continues—the number of cameras is insufficient to cover the entire factory perimeter!" the AI continued, as the crossbows were now fully prepared.

Zhao Li kicked off with both legs; the power armor's immense thrust launched him over three meters forward.

"My Lord, the enemy's ranks are already in chaos. We beg permission to storm the city at once!" Several Cao army officers stepped forward, clasping fists in unison to request the order.

The colossal golden seal continued draining chaotic energy from the surroundings, as if preparing to store enough power for a single devastating strike to crush Lin Xiao and the others into dust.

Junzhi Xian nearly laughed aloud at her description of Zhang Zixing as "ugly-looking and evil-eyed."

Zhao Li had no clear sense of how vast the gap was, but he knew one thing—if these infantrymen now possessed combat strength greater than before, victory was clearly within reach.

With such a large force entering, there was too much to organize and settle; once everything was ready, they would join forces with the Jin army to advance the front line and slowly reclaim the cities seized by Hebodu.

Guo Xiang smiled, glancing at Fang Yanqing—she resembled the young Guo Xiang herself, almost like a mirror of her past self.

Having promised Li Bai that, once Jiangjiang or Chixiao regained some of their power, he would personally guide Dahe Sword.

Fang Quan smiled—he had no high demands for vehicle speed; it was merely a means of transport. After all, in today's world, most people were opportunists—if you didn't own a car, you couldn't even hold your head up in public, so many became slaves to mortgages and cars.

"Your strength qualifies you to enter Tianyuan—but Xiao Zhan is a descendant of the Xiao family; if you kill him, you'll invite great trouble," said one of the youths.

Remember, the three bronze tripods had been refined by the former sages of the Gu Du Sect for centuries—even an ordinary object refined for so long would become a decent magic treasure, let alone bronze tripods.

The talisman was a voice-transmission talisman—its name said it all: used for transmitting voice, though inferior to voice jade slips.

Zhuge Liang's fists fell like rain, smashing Bi Lin's body into a bloody pulp. But Zhuge Liang had no intention of letting him go—he kept punching, again and again, with brutal force.

"What do you think we should do with him? Send him back?" Xia Guo pointed at the fallen Xu Pengfei.

Wang Chuan spoke—and as his words ended, Lin Xuan traced a pattern in the air; ripples spread across the void. He seized Wang Chuan and passed straight through the barrier. Wang Chuan stared, dumbfounded, at Lin Xuan, utterly stunned.

The more they watched, the more their hearts ached; their bodies trembled uncontrollably, facial muscles twitching and jerking wildly.

To replenish his depleted soul energy, Chu Ge activated the Ice God Heart to draw in the surrounding cold air and restore his soul power.

Not just him—even the others present wore expressions of shock. Was the Emperor planning to strike against the Mo family and the Crown Prince? Why?