Chapter 600: Deposing the City God

Qin Chenghuang was not a native of western Sichuan.

Early in his tenure as Chenghuang, he was upright and impartial, strictly adhering to the regulations of the Netherworld, never once considering relocating families from Dongsha Domain to western Sichuan to facilitate his personal care for them.

In the past few centuries, his heart had grown slightly numb; when he began to miss his homeland and old acquaintances, his native country had already vanished, let alone his relatives and friends.

With no family left in the mortal world and no entanglements with the Yang world, Qin Chenghuang's life had become far more monotonous.

This was also one of the main reasons they had taken so long to arrive so slowly in Sichuan.

Because he had to watch Wu Dawei pick up that trophy right before his eyes, smiling as he received the thunderous cheers and screams of tens of thousands of Cleveland fans.

Liu Nan tacitly accepted this care; after all, their current operations were like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken—forty-odd special forces armed with light and heavy weapons attacking villages or farmhouses with almost no defense typically ended the entire operation within a minute.

After the second half began, there was no positive development for the Cleveland Cavaliers. Their pre-halftime strategy clearly had not come to fruition.

When the team once again fell behind, Wu Dawei stepped forward without hesitation and scored his eighth point of the game.

But right now he had to give Wu Bao'an and the others a reassurance; thinking of this, his mind stirred.

Kong Ci was utterly shocked; she had never dreamed that an invisible qi blast would shoot through the window and sever the white ribbon in her hand. Who could be so ruthless as to strike down something so precious to Bu Jingyun?

"What's that? So annoying!" Xiao Jing's eyes darted over Lu Nan, trying to think of a nasty nickname for him—but she couldn't come up with one right away.

So when the Miami Heat launched this surge of offense in the second half, their fans at first didn't fully react.

Hadn't she once been willing to sacrifice her life to save Bu Jingyun? Wasn't she just as foolish?

Feeling the harmonious atmosphere at home, Zhang Jiaze couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. It seemed he had made the right decision bringing his mother to the city.

Most importantly, she was pregnant; the Chen Prince would certainly not allow her to attend the banquet. Without being able to observe Rong Wanxi and Ling Wang at all times, it was hard to find the right moment.

Seeing the brother and sister both with their eyes closed, he couldn't tell if they were sulking or truly exhausted enough to sleep.

"Guess?" Shi Yao smiled faintly. In the next instant, her entire body was enveloped in powerful primordial qi; before Meng Cheng could react, Shi Yao had already appeared before him.

Upon hearing Shi Yao's question, the Wei Prince first froze, then regained his dignified demeanor.

Everyone in the courtyard remained silent, bowed to Rong Wanxi and Jing Wang, then quietly withdrew.

Zhou Hao and Du Ruo had never noticed this before, but now that Shi Yao had asked, they realized it was indeed true.

Aunt Wang finished feeding Zhang Ernuo his formula milk, changed his diaper, and sat quietly on the sofa knitting gloves.

Zhang Xueling and Wang Mazi had never been to the Laojun Tomb, so naturally they couldn't understand the meaning of the stele's inscription.

Looking at the green dragon standing beside her, his face filled with disbelief and dark lines, she suddenly realized: even the Green Dragon God's alchemy could explode! Hahaha, no wonder his expression was so sour.

Especially since they were the Crown Prince and Princess. The common people kept cheering, "Long live the Crown Prince, ten thousand years! Long live the Princess, ten thousand years!"

Compared to Luo Ningxin's tear-streaked face, glistening with sorrow and worry, Xiao Yue Lang Jun's eyes were filled with astonishment and reverence.