Chapter 418: A Heart of Red, An Inch of Intent

The breeze by the lakeside was gentle and soothing, slowly bringing the warm, humid vapor of the afternoon, while also rustling the tall, dense rows of white mulberry trees lining both banks.

The wind and sun were pleasant; it was truly a time of flourishing beauty.

After disembarking from the painted boat and walking a short distance along the narrow path, one arrived at a pavilion hidden among painted trees.

Master Qiao Rui followed behind Chen Heng, watching his back.

On such an afternoon, even the light filtering through the tree shade remained glaring, silently casting a mottled pattern upon the ground.

This news unsettled many people, who all came to watch this TV drama with the expectation of seeing Zhou Xia's final masterpiece.

"Uncle Sun? This is Qiangzi." As soon as the call connected, the ruffian-like handsome man picked up his phone and spoke directly.

Then, however, he strangely discovered that the kung fu demonstrated by Lin Mu was worlds apart from the Tai Chi practiced by the old man in the park; the latter was soft and limp, yet euphemistically called "deflecting a thousand pounds with four ounces," whereas the kung fu Lin Mu demonstrated was vigorous and majestic, fierce and domineering.

Consequently, he had no choice but to drop the matter. Actually, his funds were quite ample at this moment, so he was not too anxious.

"However, because your description of me just now was too terrifying, completely unlike me and inconsistent with reality, somewhat tarnishing my image, I have decided not to," Chen Ze said.

Nevertheless, after hearing these words, Tang Jiu's wife took the money, counted out five hundred yuan, and handed it back to Tang Jiu.

Very well! Mordred did not cling to the phone; although she indeed habitually contradicted Guinevere, when the latter spoke of important matters, she was sensible enough not to disturb her.

Now, as the main attacking force from Wangdu City had withdrawn, it had become impossible for Yang Liren and several other city lords, along with those of them conducting the feint attack, to withdraw from this battle; doing so would cause irreparable losses.

Seeing that Magistrate Wang's demeanor did not appear feigned, Huai En still did not believe him immediately; after all, he had witnessed quite a bit of hypocrisy among officials, where anger did not necessarily indicate injustice but could also stem from a guilty conscience and a forced display of composure.

After dealing with the regular army of the Luzon Kingdom, Li Kuan once again halted the advance of the expedition, because Liu Rengui, Wang Yi, and others had found him to report on the current time.

Four-Eyes: "This mission is to scout the path ahead for Young Master Aotian. It will not be long before their main force descends entirely; even the Young Master himself will come in person."

In just a few short days, he had completely digested everything gained from the Sea God Stone Tablet, his strength increasing once again to a certain degree; such speed was truly unheard of, far too shocking.

Yu Kunlun was sent flying; the great halberd in his hand, condensed from Weak Water, instantly shattered and returned to the vast ocean.

Ni Jinlin had gone off to handle some unknown matter and, upon returning, brought back a pile of toys for the child.

Nela lowered her head; Rael took a deep breath, crossed her hands, and leaned her back against the chair, which emitted a creaking sound.

In an instant, the Chen State sailors charging at the very front all clutched their blood-soaked necks and fell.

"What a perfect three hundred and sixty degrees with no blind spots; you old Daoist are truly something!" Wang Jianzhong sincerely gave a thumbs-up; since he had no idea what to do, he might as well just wait right there.

Xia Yuntong asked him to place the box on the coffee table; subsequently, she opened it, revealing several layers of compartments, some holding porcelain bowls and others containing wooden boxes.

"Hehe, fortunately, my rhetoric is quite good; I have even won prizes before," Tu Wei Sha Sect said with considerable pride.

"Education ought to be fair to begin with, not adding points based on system level advantages, nor applying a one-size-fits-all approach to reject those N-level students capable of scoring high marks from elite universities, depriving them of even the qualification to receive the finest education."

Liu Tian Yi remembered that during this coronation ceremony in history, Pu Yi did not even possess his own dragon robe; it was only when his subordinates found his father's old dragon robe that they managed to muddle through.