Chapter 97: Storms Rise in Dongqi

The ruins of Qijue Pass.

Inside a simple makeshift tent.

Dou Changsheng sat cross-legged behind the desk, calmly lifting his teacup and sipping slowly, listening to Chen Qingyao’s complaints—but Dou Changsheng could tell this was merely an attempt to appease him, and even the pursuit of the Changshui Captain and Huwei Captain was being deliberately minimized.

Pursuing the fleeing Dongqi troops and launching a decisive strike into Dongqi was also this Great Jin Chancellor’s intention.

Ju Shou remained silent; he had proposed too many constructive suggestions, all of which Yuan Shao had rejected. His friend Tian Feng had been imprisoned, and Ju Shou had pleaded several times for mercy, but Yuan Shao refused each time—Ju Shou was furious.

At most, it’s only loosely connected to the company, since fan management is still controlled by the company.

As long as the Guogong Prefecture and Fang Prefecture face no problems, their lives will remain secure, so more people can focus on their duties here.

If He Lao Si Si dies, then send the Bad Luck Star down to join his mother, and the Zhao family’s wealth will be his, the Yan family’s fortune will still be his, and he can do whatever he wants.

Even the promotions for several upcoming films were utterly disrupted, forcing them to reluctantly concede.

“Where is it? Where is it??” Only Yu Wanqing, this naive fool, fell for it, hurrying over without a second thought, ignoring her embroidered shoes getting soaked, all she wanted was to see the Turtle Minister’s face.

But before the bone-white claws, layer upon layer of defensive barriers burst like bubbles, offering no resistance whatsoever; through the eyes of the serpent clan cultivator spewing fire, filled with terror and despair, the claws pierced his chest.

Huang Zhong took his seat first; Liu Bei, seeing Huang Zhong seated, sat down himself, followed by Zhuge Liang and Liu Feng in order.

But do you know who first proposed the theory of cause and effect? Socrates. According to you, he is one of the Five Elders’ incarnations after returning to Earth.

This Xin Xianying merely wept; Gong Sun Kang’s head ached from her crying. With no other option, he supported his “sister” toward the Wang Fu.

But these rabble were no match for Wang Hao; in a flash, they were dispatched, lying sprawled everywhere, groaning in pain.

Since Brother Lie isn’t afraid of his breath anymore, he’s basically powerless against Brother Lie! This realization struck Pan Chen’s pride hard—he was utterly despondent.

Meng Kang exhaled deeply; finally, something was happening. If he kept waiting aimlessly like this, he’d die. He immediately bowed to Du Fengyang, then led his men to prepare.

Murong Ling ignored her sister’s scolding; she swallowed hard, her voice trembling with shock.

“Big bad guy, long time no see—you’ve gotten even handsomer.” Kong Rou smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes half-lidded, her red lips parting.

Chen Haocheng swallowed hard, unsure how to end this. He now only refused to imagine the worst possibility—that he might have already become one of the black gang members himself.

After saying this, Wang Hao drained his cup in one gulp, a gentle smile on his face.

Wang Dashan’s face had turned purple and blue; he kept flailing his arms, until Lin Hao threw him to the ground.

The Beautiful Woman moved; six shadows split apart, instantly surrounding the boy on the arena, then each unleashed their martial arts, launching a massive, overwhelming offensive.

A man sat on a blue bench outside the security booth, legs crossed, cracking sunflower seeds, shells scattered everywhere.

Hou Gui lived in a single-story house, while Qin Yue and Qin Tian were assigned to live next door to Hou Sheng and Wang Lan; beneath their floor was the bedroom where the elderly couple slept.

Seeing that the man was completely enchanted by Ni Feifei, Kong Ming temporarily left; Sima Yi felt it was time for him to act.