Chapter 141

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Clearly, Chang Gexing still harbored resentment over the secret mission involving the Crown Prince’s envoy. He was never one to repay enmity with kindness, but he surely repaid kindness with kindness and enmity with enmity. Right and wrong, merit and fault lie in the hearts of men; favors and grudges, honor and disgrace still depend on my own heart.

“Damn it, just had a peaceful night's sleep,” Song Jiu muttered bitterly, using the saddle straps as cover to sweep around the stilted building’s perimeter. No guards were stationed at the gate—likely the same as what Yu An had implied: today was merely intended as a 'talk' with Jin Bo.

Chang Gexing stepped behind Chen Xuanhua, who slightly turned his body to block Chang’s view, preventing him from saying anything further.

But upon learning that Cang Jiuyue had merely detained someone and then ignored them for nearly ten days, curiosity stirred to ask what plans Cang Jiuyue might have.

“Tomorrow?” The cold, indifferent man chuckled, then called out sharply, “Load everything movable from the supermarket—let’s go!” Meng Fan froze. Clearly, this cold man had long planned this. Today, Qiao Qiao had just been found by him; Song Jiu and the others left in haste, leaving a vehicle at the door. This move to cut off their lifeline was truly insidious.

Yet Long Qianyu was only weighed down by the Prince of Pingnan and the Empress Dowager; he was a man of talent and ambition.

Hua Xi ignored him, turning away just as she prepared to cast a talisman to send a message, only to suddenly see a face looming behind her.

The battle had been fought brilliantly—just over two thousand men defeating twenty thousand from the enemy was a miracle—but thinking of the comrades lost in battle, Hu Quan’s initially excited expression stiffened.

“That can’t be…” Yun Tu said, and Shui Wanrou, feigning exhaustion, urged Yun Tu to return to her own room first.

Lord Hua Xi was graceful and unworldly, naturally beautiful; those captivating eyes shone brighter than the stars above.

As a precaution, Gu Chaoping began recalling the plot of this public service video, each word appearing in the dialogue box.

She had been listening to her father’s nagging until her head ached. If she wasn’t helping, fine; but why was she just zoning out aside?

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At that moment, Liu Feng grabbed a bottle and poured it straight into his mouth, spilling drops onto the floor of the bare, empty room. The scent spread, making Barkkos both anxious and resentful—he wished he could crawl under Liu Feng’s feet to catch those fallen drops.

Long hours of typing had made Gu Chaoping intimately familiar with the keyboard, her fingers dancing swiftly over the keys.

She had heard that a great general’s achievements overshadow the ruler, and sooner or later, the emperor would strip him of his military power. The downfall of the general’s mansion was only a matter of time.

The two immediately understood this was Qin Yu’s signal. They seized the walkie-talkie on their shoulders and tapped the prearranged code softly.

No one expected that from such a mundane question, Gu Chaoping would come up with such a clever answer.

Yet, regarding the power of the laws, Jiang Chuan was still clueless—unable to touch or sense it, with no solution to his current problems in sight.

It seemed that Li Xinxin’s previous visit to the Tianshan Mountains might have uncovered many secrets about ancient relics, but since she didn’t want to disclose them, Gu Chaoping could not insist.

Now that the preliminary selection and commercial performances were over, there was a brief respite—time to wander leisurely and relax.

Xuanyuan Feng snorted twice; his mustache trembled comically with the movement, making him look utterly ridiculous.

Everyone knew what happened next: Xuanyuan Yeyan successfully retrieved the Water of Life and saved Yin Fengling, a blow that thoroughly humiliated the opposition.

Ma Tian’s expression was grave as he pushed against the giant stone tablet at the lava’s base. No matter how hard he tried, the passage remained immovable. Finally, Su Mu joined in pushing, but still no progress. Apart from the young cultivator shielding against attacks behind them, the other seven could not budge it either.

The data was indeed unimpressive, but the one thing worthy of praise was his defense. Although his performances were rarely outstanding, he consistently shut down the opponent’s number two spot, often making them look worse. Many scouts believed Zhang Yunze had the potential to become a top-tier perimeter defender.

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The result was obvious—they simply couldn’t succeed, because ninety percent of these people were just ordinary mortals.

“Oh! Old Zhang, well done! Crush him!” Ye Tao and the other players cheered from the sidelines, and Wang Yunlong couldn’t help but nod.

“But if the war drags on for years, can we still hold out?” Zhukov couldn’t help but retort.

The former was a profound powerhouse in his own right; the latter was protected by a great entity. Either way, he had to report to the Azure Dragon Demon Lord.

Zhang Yunze and Nie Chengshuang were sent back to the hotel by Roman, who even upgraded their standard executive rooms to presidential suites, covering the entire upgrade cost himself.

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head: “Are you jealous? Do you think the absence of an aircraft carrier means the enemy’s attacks can’t be dealt with?”

Watching this scene unfold, Chen San’s face showed no joy—only growing solemnity.

“Very good. I didn’t expect there to be someone among you with such courage,” Reina said happily.

Tang Shan paced from one end of the bridge to the other, back and forth countless times. His phone hadn’t rung once.

The spectators behind were almost all sitting on stools or bricks stacked as makeshift seats—an atmosphere reminiscent of watching outdoor films in the seventies and eighties.