Chapter 78: The Scholar Who Came from Afar

"Walk to Chongri Town?"

Aolang felt a bit of a headache; going back and forth would take at least over a month.

If it were just for buying ore, it would certainly not be worth it; after all, with this month's time, they could have slowly inquired and bought it themselves, collecting nearly all of it.

But do not forget, Nazia taught Shaji mechanical knowledge without charging him tuition; this favor must be repaid. It seems I must make the effort to run this errand, though such a bitter task...

At this point, tactics and strategy no longer mattered; it came down to that will. The soldiers of the Jinzhou Army fought recklessly, disregarding death. When their blades became notched, they used daggers; when the daggers were useless, they used their teeth. For a moment, blood flowed so heavily it floated the shields, dyeing the entire long street red.

If not for the fact that the person introduced to him was Tiechui, Tan Tian would never have believed that the figure before him had lived for several hundred years.

Shang Xunhuan had no time to think; his speed could not keep up with the speed Gu Wangcheng emerged. Gu Wangcheng came out from inside and immediately saw Shang Xunhuan sitting on the bed.

Gu Junchen grabbed Bai Qing'an's hand; she truly looked like someone watching gossip, and walked inside.

In fact, this could also be said to be the most powerful divine arts both could unleash while retaining their own hidden trump cards. If not for the fact that their magical power attributes were compatible, and that the Storm God had heard of Chen Fusheng's flute melody before, their vital energies would have been linked in the unseen realm long ago; under no circumstances could it have proceeded so smoothly and satisfactorily.

"Since that is the case, then many thanks, Brother Ye," Chen Fusheng, having received a satisfactory answer, wore a face of great joy and cupped his hands to thank Ye Xin.

At the end of the bluestone road, within the purple mist, stood a city. This city was exactly the vague silhouette that Qin Tian and the others had seen, yet it was not an illusion in the mist, but truly there.

Not only humans, but the Ya Ling Clan and the Huo Er Clan also had no official personnel appearing in the media; no one came out to explain the cause of this war or clarify the truth of the matter.

I had only heard of this truth before, never feeling it, but now I have felt it thoroughly and completely.

Although Chongzhen issued an edict ordering the two Dukes in Beijing City to lead the Brocade Guard and the Duke's Mansion family generals to defend the city, any clear-eyed person could see that Beijing City could not be defended no matter what.

After receiving this news, Jing Shang Dao Yi also vaguely sensed something and immediately called over the people who were monitoring the market.

Tobacco and alcohol have always been highly profitable industries; liquor costing ten yuan is sold for over a hundred yuan, with profits reaching tenfold, comparable to the high profits of cosmetics.

Zhang Yang picked up the phone and simply said, "I will handle this myself; you do not need to come over. I will return shortly, rest assured." Then he hung up. Scar should be able to understand his meaning.

A hero does not suffer immediate losses. As long as this ruthless person does not strike a blow to my head, what does spending some money matter?

Before coming, these people were all drawn from various local military hospitals and knew little about Zhao Tiezhu. Everyone thought Zhao Tiezhu was merely a merchant pursuing profits; after this incident, they held him in great admiration.

There were also some friends in Huaxia who had connections in North America and Europe and also received some help.

And now, she has returned. If she were to return to the Hai Family, what would that look like? In such an awkward situation, how could she go on interacting with her?

Just as the two servants were privately puzzled, Ji Xirui walked over. He had just seen Yi Xuzhi and the others off; now it was time to arrange things for Yaya.

When Ye Zhichen woke up, he was disturbed by the sound of Shen Zhiqiu cooking, even though she seemed to be doing it very, very quietly.

After the battle last night, the entire mercenary camp had fewer than two hundred mercenaries remaining, and truly combat-capable ones numbered only over one hundred. Therefore, the mercenary team represented by Newman discussed with these mercenaries and finally decided to leave the wounded behind, while the rest would go to hunt Sub-Dragons.