Chapter 196

Northern suburb of Chang’an.

The Xingtai Mansion, one of the main buildings of Chang’an City, had already been completed, but its staff had not yet moved in.

The Xingtai Mansion’s structure included a Director, a Chancellor, and two Vice-Chancellors, overseeing six bureaus—nearly modeled after Luoyang’s Three Departments system, so small in scale yet complete in function.

“I have drafted the list Your Lordship ordered me to prepare.”

Su Chuo was the Secretary of the Xingtai Mansion, low in rank, yet in charge of

Guan Feng and Liu Chan both died; after Liu Chan pulled Zhang Yingying over, only Meng Sun Linglong remained, reduced to half health by Liu Chan’s ultimate. Level-three Zhang Yingying immediately used Spirit Snake Emerges from Cave to launch Meng Sun Linglong into the air, while the turret also struck her twice.

I lit the cigarette, glanced out the window, exhaled a thick plume of smoke, and thought deeply.

Whether because her eyes were already brimming with tears or because the force of her turning head flung them out, in that instant she turned, her tears spilled forth all at once.

Without Luoyu Shenggen’s presence, they would still be just like all previous players—they alone would be the masters of the game.

Upon hearing this, Tong Tian naturally did not refuse; with his current gear, killing monsters was undeniably slow, but with Mi Fei’er’s help, the speed would improve by an entire order of magnitude.

“No, he cannot leave.” The voice from the vortex spoke again, and a powerful demonic aura shot out from the vortex toward me.

A blinding flash of light—Qing’er’s figure vanished within the orb, and a powerful yin force surged from within.

Ye Rong had not expected the bald man to catch her kick, nor had she expected him to be so bold as to pull her into his arms right before so many people.

In the cabin, Xiang Gangtian’s ears twitched slightly, his face darkening instantly. His feet slid, and in a whisper of wind, he appeared beside Mu Ling’er.

Lin Huijia’s expression was calm, a faint, elusive smile on her lips, giving her an air of effortless ease. Sitting in this unremarkable corner, she made the entire space radiate a subtle, quiet beauty.

Ye Fei nodded honestly, "The name 'Demon-Slaying Dagger' is too ordinary, and it has no level or stats—it can't be equipment. Even as a consumable, it doesn't look like one since it has no rank."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ru Liu: “Next time you see your Grandpa and Grandma and want to offer them something, remember to remind me—I might get assigned another errand.” He gestured for Ru Liu to take the key from Rong Zhan’s hands, then ordered Rong Zhan to rise.

And luckily, perhaps because it was a bit harder to chew than leaves, the aquatic creatures had barely nibbled at it—it remained mostly intact.

“Then let’s just take him straight to the southwest. There, we can at least sweep his grave.” Zuo Liang mused.

Sun Jianxing buried his head in his knees, his hands gripping his hair tightly.

If you’re poor, then no one in this world is rich. Never mind your original wealth—just the grain and treasure you acquired in Anding Commandery alone would make you richer than most cities. Ma Ting couldn’t fathom what he’d done to offend this immortal, so he stopped thinking about it, stood, and handed the night pearl to Liu Feng.

“Impossible—human skin isn’t that tough, and its texture is nothing like cowhide. If it were real, wouldn’t someone have noticed?” Tong Yao’s words made me pause—it did make sense—but I wasn’t an expert. I should find someone who knows shadow puppets and ask.

Both of these cousins had already been betrothed and had been waiting at home for a long time. Today, if not for Lady Lin’s need, they certainly wouldn’t have been allowed out.