Chapter 106. The Fox's Current Crime (Two-in-One)

Zhaoning had always been a feudal dynasty adept at masking its troubles. For years, even when the border was engulfed in flames of war, just across a single province, life continued in peace and prosperity.

Let alone the capital now—without the looming threat of external enemies, this year’s ancestral ceremony was held with far greater grandeur than usual.

Yet no one questioned the lavish spending from the state treasury; even the Ministry of Revenue offered no admonitions.

Such splendor deserved celebration.

Xiao Le quickly slipped away, laughing and joking. Long Huan watched their brotherly banter with a tinge of envy and warmth.

“Xiangbei, I don’t want you to leave home because of me. Whatever has passed, I can accept it. I only hope you all live well,” Mirhao said earnestly, glancing first at Gu Xiangbei, then at Lü Jingya.

“You’re capable! But don’t go too far—remember, the people of Wa are innocent!” the elderly man said sternly.

Before Liang Luo could react, he suddenly lunged toward the ground, startling her into clinging to him with a terrified scream. Hearing her cries, Ling Lanyu inexplicably felt a fleeting sense of satisfaction.

Just as the bald, burly man’s fist was about to strike Tang Haodong’s body, in a chaotic moment, he tossed a stool wildly aside and, with a shout, grabbed Potodariva, pinning her to the ground as she struggled wildly—taking full advantage of the situation.

Sun Dacheng was nearly moved to tears, grateful for the trust of his brother-in-law and sister-in-law. For a man pursuing his wife, this felt like a timely blessing.

But who could have known this illegitimate son was truly heartless and treacherous—not only harboring ill intentions but also plotting to poison his own mother. Such heinous betrayal was intolerable to Lu Zhaoran.

The three of them arrived at Yangliu Village, where Grandpa’s house was lively. In the first month of the lunar year, the mill was at rest, and the spacious front yard welcomed neighbors who gathered to chat leisurely.

The Spider King would never use crude tools like whips—only the most inventive methods.

Her gaze lingered on Bai Muxin for a moment, as if she had some realization, though knowing this did not bring her much joy.

Without Yu Zhenming present, Jiang Feng showed less courtesy to Lan Ming, directly issuing orders. To dare treat the deputy section chief Lan Ming so brusquely—Jiang Feng was likely unique in this regard.

Previously, the Four Colored Divine Swords of the Masters of Blades were merely manifestations of his fourfold eternal world. Now Luo Lan couldn’t even contend with a triple eternal world, let alone a quadruple one.

The thought of the troublesome Ice Flower Four Sisters gave him a headache. He wondered if they were still at Ice Flower Snow Peak. If they were, matters would be even more difficult.

Another staggering number once again drew everyone’s attention. Yet, when they realized it pertained to the 3,448th chapter of the Imperial Court, in an instant, they understood why Zhu Wuyong was so agitated.

Jiang Feng’s proposal perfectly suited Lin Hongzhuang’s tastes. She had thought that after she struck Dai Bing, Jiang Feng would no longer support her, but unexpectedly, he took the initiative to propose this. Naturally, Lin Hongzhuang was overjoyed.

“Wake up. You’ve slept enough. You won’t be able to sleep later. Get up and have some supper,” Shang Tinglu said gently, standing before Jiang Feng. It was she who had roused him.

Liu Hui swiftly grabbed the rifle, tossing it into the spatial artifact. Then, with both hands, he caught two massive logs hurtling toward him, flung them aside, and continued to pursue the sniper.

Hu Bin and Madam Du said their goodbyes. Ruth said nothing, simply got into the car, and they drove away.