Chapter 181: In Dreams, Unaware I Am a Guest

South of the Wei River, a large number of ships gathered at the port, bringing in vast quantities of supplies.

On the ruins of Changancheng, the area has now been cleared, with temporary warehouses, grain stores, and simple shelters for displaced civilians constructed.

Liu Gui boarded his own merchant vessel and set foot on this land.

Within sight, not far from the crowds, a temporary marketplace had already been established.

Liu Gui’s merchant instincts, upon arriving here, immediately drove him to

He was meant to protect himself; he ought to feel gratitude toward him. Yet for some reason, whenever he saw that smirking face, Li Tingting felt a surge of irritation.

At the man’s gaze, Zhang Yang felt it was a provocation—let alone the Dinosaur Brothers.

No, he couldn’t let Meng Xiang keep thinking about that damned man. If Lan Nianrong could do it, he would do it better, so Meng Xiang would forget that man.

The ground was littered with bodies sprawled in every direction; some still bled, others were not yet dead, still steaming.

When he abandoned Qi Kexue and treated her as a pawn, he had anticipated she would hate him. But he never imagined she would hate him this deeply.

“I don’t know—he’s been standing there like that for several minutes,” Park Myunghwi said, equally puzzled.

He didn’t bother wasting words with him; he roared loudly, and in an instant, the middle-aged man’s body dissolved into a shower of blood, drifting and scattering.

“Prepare for battle!” I told Ling Lin. Then I drew the Reaper’s Scythe, stirred my spirit, and my body was enveloped by spatial force.

For Lin Feng, who had long grown accustomed to the likes of Baidu, Alibaba, and Tencent—or even NetEase—generating billions in revenue per quarter in his past life, Fengxing still fell far short of his expectations.

The population of Konoha is limited, and so are the ninja. It’s not wartime, so there’s no scene of wounded everywhere.

Outside Shanyang Mountain, Jin Peng, Demon Ape, and Bingde, along with the Twin Immortal Maidens of Qingluan, Luwu, and a top immortal from the Heavenly Court, plus representatives from the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, descended together beyond the tribe’s borders.

The entire process appeared complex but took no more than a few minutes. By the time Colonel Walton recovered from his shock, the encircled heavy weapons company had largely withdrawn from its position.

Every word Cold Yifeng spoke struck precisely at her weak point, leaving her powerless to retaliate.

“Cold Yifeng?!” Xin Zihan’s astonishment was plain to hear; on the other end of the line, Lan Lichuan heard those three words clearly.

She jolted awake instantly, shoving away that domineering body with all her strength. This time, Dan Liancheng yielded to her force.

It’s certain that if the United States truly moves against Spain, it won’t initiate a second war for at least two or three decades.

At the sidelines, the substitute players from Tiancheng Polytechnic University were the first to react, shouting loudly as they rushed onto the field.

“Heh, don’t worry—they’re all safely hidden,” Paul Stewart said. Meanwhile, Thomas Toynbee hadn’t been idle either; each did his part.

Whatever the reason, as long as he was his disciple, recommending him for official post became much easier—even earning the Emperor’s favor wasn’t out of the question. For this, the officials present scrambled to offer gifts, all eager to win his favor.

Jiajia turned pale; she had heard of Wei Renwu’s name and knew his prowess—this mission’s difficulty was evident.

In terms of value alone, a single one was worth as much as the entire cargo of supplies she had brought.

“Do you know the opponent’s realm?” Since Chen Mo couldn’t say, Zhao Xin stopped pressing him—he could think it through slowly; haste won’t help with hot tofu.