Chapter 89

"Oh?" Zhao Ti said. "Where is he? Take me to see him."

Zhou Dong said: "He’s locked beside the flower house, guarded by layers of soldiers. As per Your Majesty’s orders, none of the people from the Manuo Manor are to learn anything about Yanziweng."

Zhao Ti said: "Best that way. With family ties, leaks are inevitable—must be guarded against."

Saying this, he stepped out and headed straight for the flower house, which adjoined the large garden, a row of connected rooms.

Zhao Ti approached the soldiers.

"The Nine Cauldrons weren’t pierced. Man can overcome heaven—he’ll grow stronger than before. That’s the terror of the Nine Cauldrons. So when fighting someone with the Yu God’s legacy of the Nine Cauldrons, remember! Strike all at once: don’t fight unless you’re certain you’ll break through it!" Cheng Dongqing said.

"Exactly! Ancient tombs always built a diamond wall outside the main chamber, cast with glutinous rice and egg white—unbreakably strong. Not even brute force, let alone explosives, can guarantee opening it," Liu Ruyun explained.

Everyone present didn’t know why Han Fu had suddenly started slandering Yuan Shao—only Zhang Fan understood, smiling silently.

For historical figures, unless their details were buried too "secretly," no one would buy up related intelligence.

Yuan Shu and Yuan Shao could recommend others for promotion, but they couldn’t very well promote themselves. Yet a Governor of Bohai and a Governor of Nanyang seemed too modest—so they wanted to use Liu Yu’s hand to legitimately elevate themselves.

Actually, Lin Fan acted this way mainly because he not only made the tournament’s final roster but was also placed in the starting lineup by Pirlo, who had high hopes for him. This thrilled Lin Fan so much he ignored the pressure from home fans.

If the purpose was to block demons and evils, why build the Great Wall underground? And this Lake Baikal—long and ribbon-like, vast in area—looks more like a protective barrier.

"You child," Li Xixian said helplessly, looking at Jin Minghao. But Jin Minghao’s expression wasn’t particularly happy.

Just like fans debate who’s stronger or better, Tang Hui and Qiu Er, here to commentate live, were also discussing it.

Central versus local, government versus powerful clans. Balancing power and wealth is never simple. But if the chance arose, Liu Bei felt he should try.

Many times, Li Ru thought of this: "Our army’s rapid growth, weapons, equipment, and logistics—all function smoothly now. One crucial point: we hitched a ride on Liu Xuande’s carriage."

After afternoon meal, Feng Xi, with no class, brought the magical magnifying glass to the playground and continued his great project of observing the world.

Like actors, most directors with ambition, after one or two successful works, refuse to be confined to one genre—they seek breakthroughs.

At this point, Bai Mei had already surpassed Wu Mei, Zhi Shan, and Miao Xian by a full tier, qualifying him to contend for the title of Number One Martial Artist.

Song Mingjing achieved this speed thanks to his cheating golden finger, granting him extraordinary physical strength and spiritual perception.

The biggest beneficiary was naturally team captain Deng Chao. Before appearing on Running Man, Deng Chao was nearly top-tier, having starred in so many hit TV dramas and films.

The next instant, a torrent of heat erupted into a towering flame that engulfed Ye Che’s figure; the vines controlled by Hehuan ignited and burned upon entering the flame, and Hehuan, not far ahead of Ye Che, shrieked and leaped backward.

"Keep the key. I hid a spare behind the right window, in case you lose it and can’t get home," Zhang Shiyu added with a laugh.

"You speak beautifully, but you know me while I know nothing of you—can you really feel at ease in this state? So before we talk, shouldn’t you properly and thoroughly introduce yourself?" Ye Che’s eyes flickered as he thought of a makeshift solution.