Chapter 148: A Tianlong Must Behave Like a Tianlong

Hedong.

The newly appointed Inspector of Jinzhou, a veteran Xianbei Tianlong, gazed at the full granaries and treasuries within the mansion, his heart leaping with joy.

"Looks like that bandit actually accomplished something!"

Wang Sizheng stood beside him; though Tangzhou had been renamed Jinzhou, his position as Longshi remained unchanged.

This new Inspector bore the surname Lu, originally Bu liu gu, from a prominent Xianbei clan—one of the Eight Xianbei Surnames.

Wang Sizheng stood beside him, reverent as a servant.

"You… are you alright?" Xia Bing, seeing Chen Fei silent for a long time, constantly rubbing his foot, couldn't help asking with regret.

"Then give me the best solution," the old man sitting alone spread his hands and fell silent, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it for himself.

These men couldn't reach Liuyang; how could they not be anxious? Military discipline was hard to enforce—hundreds slipped away that day, hundreds more fled at night, all chasing after the force attacking Liuyang.

Duan Zhong nodded upon hearing this; since the zongzi had no news of himself, returning to Cangshan to continue cultivation with Duan Zhengjing was perfectly normal, while Jiang Mingchen in the imperial palace would naturally be utterly diligent in protecting Su'er and Miss Liao Jiajia—he believed Jiang Mingchen would come with them both to see him this time.

"Chen Fei, you… you really want me to choose? Why not call Li Feng and Liu Chengfeng over too? They're free anyway, and they're our brothers." Xia Yu hesitated before speaking.

At 11 a. m. the next morning, at the Governor's Mansion, Zhang Zhidong, Liu Xuexun, and the British consul were seated. Liu Xuexun summoned four Westerners in; the Westerners first saluted Zhang Zhidong, then Liu Xuexun. Liu Xuexun told them: "This is your country's envoy." The Westerners then saluted the British consul.

In fact, purely as a painter, he still lagged behind He Tong—but in artistic intent, he had truly won.

"Everyone, shut the hell up," Ye Xingchen grew increasingly pained to watch, raised his K, and fired into the sky. As his gunshots rang out, members of Team Five instantly surrounded the area, all barrels aimed at the three hundred-plus warriors in the courtyard.

"Heh heh, I knew it—how could a nest be without eggs?" Seeing three giant gray-shelled eggs, each larger than an ostrich egg, wrapped in a bundle of white downy feathers at the nest's center, Yi Chuan grinned wickedly.

Without wine, Nan Yixi didn't cause a scene; she merely tilted her head, holding back the tears in her eyes, and let out a laugh.

Winning first place at Fenghuang High should have been enough to make him happy, but someone else had outshone him even more, leaving Zheng Pengfei feeling bitter.

But just then, the ground suddenly shook violently; the entire Golden City began trembling, as if the island, tired of its posture, wanted to roll over and change position.

After such a major incident by Ye Jiaojiao, the Shen family, to save face, would surely offer some compensation to the Ye family.

In the span of a few words, Dongye Yuan's palms nearly sparked from friction; he turned to glance at the sky outside the airport and the city's glowing streetlights.

After Zhang Yang exerted force, the Buddhist Dharma Protector widened his eyes—fear shone in them.

Xie Jinyan spoke with deep emotion, tender affection, his eyes brimming with gentleness as if it might overflow.

Qu Feiluan understood her nature and made no effort to detain her; instead, she directly pointed out Xiao Jingguan's location.

Xia Xuan'er's previous clothes had been torn beyond wearing by Xie Jinxing; luckily, Lu Zhu, while fetching sanitary pads, worried she'd soil her clothes and had also brought her spare ones.

Qin Yanran stared at her fingers, suddenly revealing a childish sweetness that made me frown—something was off.

"Alright, give me any orders you like," Huo Yilan lowered her head; though she was now fallen on hard times, she still retained the bearing of a society lady.

Lin Nuannuan felt that her calm self was actually quite hardened, yet whenever something happened, she always became so impassioned! Lin Nuannuan shook her head; as Xue Mingzhu patted her, her body shifted slightly, yet her heart warmed through, utterly at ease.