Chapter 155: The Spring Decree Has Arrived!

9:30 a.m.

Pang Ran opened his eyes precisely on time, stared at the sunlight filtering through the gauze window, and stretched lazily.

“Ohh!”

Thanks to Ming Ge and the club’s rising fame across the entire LOL scene after the All-Star event, the number of teams requesting training matches with them kept growing.

As a result, much of their daily training load was freed from ranked matches, now serving mostly to expand their champion pool and practice strategies.

The others turned to look in the direction Feng Zu indicated and saw only a strikingly handsome man approaching.

Master looked at us with a strange expression, his face showing neither the shock nor anxiety we expected—I suddenly felt a stir in my heart. Had they known all along?

Liu Biao silently nodded. In truth, given Zhang Ren’s reputation and age, he dared not treat him as an elder; now, Zhang Ren’s conduct was giving him full face.

“An army must not fight desperately for a single advantage and ruin the grand plan!” This was Zhuge Liang’s advice to Liu Bei to relinquish Changsha.

Even if one or two arrows did strike the damp straw, they wouldn’t ignite it—let alone with men on the boats, who could simply douse the flames outright.

Of course, that was all it did—merely added another crack to its carapace, posing no fatal threat whatsoever.

But Zhuge Liang immediately shifted tone: “Yet all things in the world hold their uncertainties; those who refuse to adapt will surely fail. Often, when all retreat is cut off, that is precisely when opportunity transforms—key only lies in whether one can seize it.”

Then, he used both hands to move the circular platform where the Golden Hook Fire Serpent had once been, swiftly blocking the stone door.

Judging by the quantity of Dragon Sperm on the yellow-clad man’s stall, it must have been harvested from at least a hundred Dragon Sperm Trees.

“Who knew you’d come in suddenly? What’s so urgent it can’t wait till tomorrow?” Xu Dashan hurriedly pulled on a T-shirt.

Long Ao Lang found it hard to imagine what terrifying things might be hidden in this cave, or what kind of cultivation awaited inside.

Tian Xiao Li fell silent. He understood: if they acted, they’d only deepen the suspicion of the mysterious faction—after all, they had deep ties to the Fire Desire Dragon. The faction might then send stronger forces to capture Qing Bing He, inevitably dragging the Fire Desire Dragon into the open.

Soon, the hall emptied completely, leaving only one or two bold souls still lingering to watch the spectacle.

Zi Xuan and Shangguan Wan’er watched silently as Ling Luo handled affairs; only Shangguan Yuanrang shrugged dismissively, looking utterly unconcerned.

“So, my lord is willing to answer our questions?” Yun Yao breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Meng Yijie’s admission and spoke up.

Shangguan Yuanrang sneered as he slowly edged closer to the city wall, leaving behind a mist of blood from the corpses he passed.

Moreover, these people never stayed in fixed residences—usually changing every two or three days—yet they still managed to find them.

Just now, after devouring Jin Wuhen, his physical body surged to the peak of Divine King Ninth Layer, needing only a single spark to break through to the Divine Emperor realm.

Lin Xuerong deeply resented Madame Yang’s cunning and deceit, blaming herself for losing her composure and ruining Tong Jie’s plan entirely.

Then she pulled out two large porcelain pots from her space button, but even these two massive pots couldn’t hold all the fish broth at once—it would have to be cooked in two batches.

If that demon fox had been six-tailed, I might still have had a chance to fight her—but once she evolved to her ninth tail, she was utterly beyond me.

But Li Fan wasn’t worried. He was back in the city, and every passerby was clearly Han Chinese; on Han territory, how could he possibly get lost?

After Yu Zhiquan stepped out of the car, one of the anti-government armed soldiers shoved his head against the car’s hood and began searching him; Yuan didn’t fare any better—he received the same treatment.