Chapter 111: The Deception

“…He is on a beautiful island, fishing and eating coconuts with his wife. If there’s nothing else, I advise you to leave early, for what use is it to be an internationally renowned scholar?” Guan Gang sneered coldly at André.

André smiled faintly and shook his head slowly. From his briefcase, he carefully pulled out a document.

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Then everyone invited me to sit down. Midway through, I glanced at Li Xing. We exchanged looks before he lowered his head, looking uneasy.

Agudamu’s spirit was ignited. He stepped forward and gently patted Xuri Gan on the shoulder, whispering, “Brother Xuri Gan, you’re still wounded. Let me lead the vanguard this time!”

With a sudden “pfft,” Zhang San was stabbed again in the leg, blood pouring profusely. Shao An watched him anxiously. Zhang San’s movements faltered, his sword strikes slow—he was clearly spent. It seemed his fate was grim.

“General! I understand how you feel! But please take care of yourself!” Tito helped him up, tears falling as he comforted him repeatedly.

“Do as you wish,” Lin Yin said, sensing his doubts but not forcing the matter. Mao Qingrui felt somewhat relieved and gathered over ten strong disciples. He led Lin Yin and the others in a grand procession toward the northern part of the city.

“Why be so downhearted? Foolish girl, carrying a child isn’t so simple. It’s not just about hard work, but also fate,” Wang Yan softly consoled her.

Feng Buxiu defeated three skilled opponents consecutively but chose not to wait for further challenges. Instead, he stepped down himself. The crowd below erupted in noise; though some were displeased, their complaints were limited to mere grumbles, powerless to change anything.

The dungeon was several times larger than the sky prison. At this moment, the vast chamber was packed with people. Four imperial physicians, led by Liu Jing, were bound to the front rack with ropes. Behind them were their families and over a hundred lifeless puppet armored soldiers.

Yu Chengfei stood aside, repeating what he had just said. However, I did not tell him about my plan to go to Liu Quan’s stronghold. Instead, I told him I would be in Xinxiang for a while, using the opportunity to build ties with the underworld leader of the Ye family. When the time came to confront Liu Quan, he could lend a hand.

Zhao Ruozhi sifted through the fractured skull with his hand, pulling out a clump of blackened matter—what it was, he did not know.

Wang Feng laughed as he pulled a soft pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to the squad leader. He stammered, wanting to say something but too embarrassed to speak.

After returning with Jiang Bo last time, Liu Hong had conducted a special inquiry into Ye Bai. Thanks to his position as captain of the criminal police division, he gathered much information about Ye Bai from both legal and illicit sources. But the more he learned, the more his heart trembled with fear.

Lin Feiwu began to strut forward like a catwalk model, slowly approaching Yadong. Her expression wasI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.