Chapter 860: Do Things Ahead of Time

On the first day of the New Year, Li Ye felt busier than he had been during the New Year in Qingshui County!

Because celebrating the New Year in Jingcheng meant too many households to visit.

First, he accompanied Lu Zhizhang around the office to pay New Year’s greetings; no matter how much they clashed on ordinary days, everyone now had to wish each other a happy New Year when they met.

Then Li Ye visited the homes of his master Old Ding, Professor Zhang, and several senior brothers and sisters; even with a car, by the time he returned to Fuyoujie, it was nearly noon.

The next day, Yang Yi released Colonel Lev’s steward and several attendants, returned them to Colonel Lev, and sent him away; thousands of miles distant, the entire castle now bore the Yang surname—yet Yang Yi felt no triumph, for having seized the castle did not mean he could hold it, as he lacked both troops and personnel.

Instantly his face darkened with anger, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, and he swung his blade, slashing fiercely at the cliff; the sword aura pierced through the rock, and with a loud “crack,” chunks of stone broke loose, along with some wooden spikes that had yet to be fired.

Immediately, the clerk darted swiftly toward the inner chamber, while Gui Bao sat calmly in his chair, quietly observing the cultivators conducting business around him—their haggling resembling that of a bustling marketplace.

Nezha, of course, was well acquainted with this path; he stepped onto the golden light, felt a sudden flash of divine radiance, and found himself outside the Nüwa Palace; gazing at the scenery around him, it felt as if he had returned to the past, and after a brief moment of contemplation, he stepped inside.

After discovering this, they informed Ying Zheng; to observe more accurately, Ying Zheng had the two elders perform again in the evening, instructing the two Heavenly Guards to continue watching!!! Eventually, they decided to test the two elders.

According to scouts from Huangzhou, just like in Qi and Huang regions, Huaxi suffered a severe drought, with people resorting to cannibalism; the rebel armies that had defected from the Dongjing Garrison were also short on grain and, like Kong Yanzhou, began to consider the same plan—leading their troops to drift toward the Jianghan region.

“Kong Xuan greets the Holy One Zhiti,” Kong Xuan bowed slightly, “but when have I ever been aggressive? I merely speak the truth.”

According to them, Kong Yanzhou imposed martial law and enforced collective punishment: if one soldier deserted, the entire squad was executed; if one civilian left the city, the entire neighborhood was beheaded.

Behind Fasardo came Shanzhu, behind Yang Pu came Yang Xinmu; together they walked to the site of the Meng Clan ruins; the steel framework allowed only one person to pass at a time, the five-man patrol squad withdrew, and the four of them, guided by the lead expert on the project, approached the stone egg.

Then Xi Wuchang arranged for Tian Ming a room with an unbeatable ocean view—the furnishings were excellent, with water, fish, and coral; after being cooped up in the desert for so long, suddenly feeling the sea was profoundly refreshing.

This drunkard was deeply dissatisfied with Li Zhunyi’s recent New York Plaza incident, believing he had deceived everyone’s emotions. Indeed, the whole affair was so implausible that even Li Zhunyi himself thought it sounded like a lie.

After ten o’clock, Koji Watanabe appeared on the red carpet, unveiling the global simultaneous premiere of “Inception”; whenever an actor appeared, cheers erupted from the audience and around the world—this Zhenhan was unparalleled.

The path Li Muyu had originally walked led straight out of the village; when he had seen villagers approaching him before, he naturally knew it had nothing to do with his presence—now, their current movements made him unusually curious.

Ma Jun’s system began organizing its subordinates’ actions in an orderly fashion, revealing just how seasoned his methods were.

Ao Yu smiled without comment, helplessly thinking that his own words had turned into boasting—apparently, being an honest person wasn’t as easy as it seemed.

“It’s not me who has trouble—it’s you. You’re in deep trouble,” the gloomy voice grew even darker.