Chapter 149: It

Li Yuchuan.

Li Yuanzhong returned drunk, only to find his wife counting accounts with an abacus.

“Xiuhe, what are you doing?”

“Counting accounts!”

“Counting what accounts?”

Li Yuanzhong’s wife, Xiuhe, glanced at her husband with irritation.

“You drink every day with the Duke of Tang. How can I not worry about the big and small matters?”

Li Yuanzhong knew he was in the wrong and smiled:

“Wife—

Unexpectedly, the spirit device, upon hearing this, lifted its neck and openly admitted it—then ordered him to leave. This enraged Xiao Youran deeply.

Time was running short, and Tokyo’s final counterattack grew fiercer; the newly arrived Lin Ge began to unleash his speed.

“Where exactly are we going?” Zhang Yunfei reacted swiftly, halting all movement and placing his hands on his hips to ask.

Ju Shou was stunned; Zhao Yun’s expression also showed surprise. Wasn’t it agreed to be 3.4 million hu?

The Lady of Chong State, whose beloved son and grandson had their legs broken, was heartbroken; the matriarch of the Chong State Mansion was furiously enraged.

Su Liu thought of Su Jüan’s mother, who had become the Marquis’s favorite due to her resemblance to someone inside the palace—she had a laugh like silver bells, and that laughter often drifted through the Marquis’s mansion, making everyone uncomfortable.

“No wonder there are so many Qi Condensation Stage Ten. It’s all because of this thing,” Zhang Yunfei muttered, then looked again at Luo Xian’er with difficulty.

That afternoon, Zhang Yang and Xia Lili went directly to Donghai City after bidding farewell to Master Qian.

Earlier he refused to say a word; now, after being slapped, he’s ready to spill everything.

The six men surrounding Lei Pi Yao Wa consisted of four at Golden Core Stage Three and two at Golden Core Stage Two. Though Lei Pi Yao Wa was at Golden Core Stage Four, she was outnumbered, and her clothes were stained red with blood.

All male elephants were killed; the females were imprisoned. Bai Jing decided to trade them as goods with other tribes.

Yet, though she grieved, she constantly monitored supplies—she knew exactly how much water each draw consumed, how many water bags were used daily—she knew the household’s water would last only three days under normal drinking conditions.

After sending off Hu Dafa, Yang Ming immediately assigned Jiang Er and Ma Wu as security guards—one on the left, one on the right—stationed daily at the brewery’s entrance to bar all entry except for the boss and workers, including themselves.

Hu Zi informed Yang Ming that villagers had rushed to his home to protect him; Yang Ming was deeply moved, and rallied the villagers to unite against bandits.

These words effortlessly resolved all prior conflicts and answered Xu Jie’s question on behalf of Jiajing.

There were many—forty or fifty people—Shen Ying immediately informed the others of her discovery.

Yu Wanwan bit her lip; she felt heavy all over, her vision blurred, and a fish swimming past split into two.

Lin Qingchang argued fiercely, exposing the core issue Li Batian dared not address—every word a pearl, every sentence a dagger, his thunderous words turning Li Batian’s face alternately pale and green.

“Don’t worry, my old Hu’s lips are sealed tight. Youth is wonderful, hehehe.” Hu Yourong nodded with a smile, as if nothing had happened, and returned inside.

Yet before she could leap several steps, a cackling sound came from nowhere—like a crow, but sharper.

Zhang Xiang turned and gave Ye Feng a thumbs-up, signaling the pass was excellent. Though Ye Feng still couldn’t fully match Zhang Xiang’s speed, it didn’t hinder their coordination.

“It’s not just good—it’s necessary. If Ling’s Mountain Villa grows stronger, our organization will be in danger,” Wei Feng said coolly.