Volume 1, Chapter 26: The First Clash Between Father and Son, Lu Junshen’s Crushing Defeat!

"Speak," Jiang Lu forced herself to remain calm, telling herself: You have endured so much before; you can certainly handle this, too. Isn't it just money? If that's what she wants, give it to her. As long as she is willing to leave, the amount is irrelevant.

Li Zixiao watched Zhao Jing’s smiling face. Even with his keen hearing, he hadn’t been able to identify the singer, let alone the song title, yet Zhao Jing had named both effortlessly. Was this a unique ability possessed only by true music lovers?

The service center for unemployed youth at the factory office was becoming increasingly stagnant. Many projects were at a standstill, and with no work came no pay; the self-financing factory was no longer the thriving hub it once was.

However, the handsome appearance of Xuan Yuanmuxia left Fussel stunned, so much so that while he remained puzzled, he lost his sense of nervousness.

Seeing the long silence on the other end, Yang Jiazhen seemed to understand something and continued, "I will take responsibility for the consequences." Only Yang Jiahua could make Yan Yi hesitate. Although he didn’t know what they had been through, it was a fact that Yan Yi trusted Yang Jiahua. To appease him, Yang Jiazhen dangled the bait.

The attack had no blind spots, clearly intended to take Yang Chen down in one blow. But was Yang Chen really that easy to defeat?

About a quarter of an hour later, the examinees began to emerge one by one, their expressions varied—some dejected, others with heads held high. It was a colorful display of emotions.

Yet, knowing Xixi’s character and how much she loved her eldest brother, how could she have a child with someone else?

Her eldest brother was also the person she cared about most. Caught between them, she was in a difficult position. She neither wanted Xixi to be hurt and sad, nor did she want her brother’s happiness to be compromised.

Accountant Jia sighed and said, "It doesn't matter how I know, but I have already secured a way out. I don't like working for private interests, so I’ve used my connections to transfer my status to the State Cotton Mill."

At the same time, a two-dimensional beam of light erupted from the data network, transformed into matter, and flashed away in one direction.

The guard heard the order and hurriedly raised the ox-horn bugle hanging from his neck. But before he could blow it, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground. A long arrow was embedded in his neck. After firing, Huang Zhong nocked another arrow, held his bow drawn but did not fire, waiting with a smile.

Although the members of the Loyalty Hall had nearly taken Tan Zong’s life last night, Tan Zong knew clearly that it was not the time to wage a full-scale war against them, as that was exactly what Bi Shijie hoped to see.

This appointment by Cao Shuo was immediately approved by the Han Military and Political Committee, dispelling the suspicions some held toward him. Once everything was arranged, Cao led his troops back to the city to rest, deliberately staying in Jieshi for two extra days.

However, in the afternoon, they received a call from Han Jun telling them to go to the studio before their performance.

Few men are not fond of cars; the feeling is similar to how ancient knights loved their horses. Although Huang Xiang shook his head, admitting he didn't have a driver's license, he was quite taken with the vehicle.

Tan Zong scanned the contents of the paper and secretly admired Xu Zong. On the surface, the document seemed unfavorable to Xu Zong, but in reality, he had gained a significant advantage.

Hongjun laughed again, finding the child quite amusing. Yuanshi really wanted to rap Yuding on the head, wondering why this child always said such strange things to their master.

Huang Zhong shouted sharply, "Yan Xibo, take my arrow!" He drew the bow with his left hand, dropped his sword with his right, nocked a feathered arrow, and fired it directly at Yan Yan’s flagpole.

"The Ten Attendants have already sent word," Li Ru said in a low, somber voice. "If we cannot achieve a significant and brilliant victory against Zhang Jiao this time, even if they are willing to pull strings, it will be difficult to clear our names in the Emperor’s eyes."

"Look at this." Staff Officer Gendo opened the large screen, which was playing footage of Asuka’s transformation.

Ye Kai had downed three cups of wine. The fierce battle in the deep night and the thick blood from his wounds seemed to have faded far away.

The flames rushing from the fissure instantly turned into fire lotuses, their burning power sweeping through like a storm.

But Ding Linglin was already staring at Fu Hongxue’s blade, sighing softly, "It seems today's celebration is truly destined to become a funeral..." A pale face, and a pitch-black sword.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiping was overjoyed. He immediately drew inferences, realizing that the Dao is formless, but human memory is carried within the soul. The combination of the two was like the embryonic stage of a spiritual object—an ignorant consciousness, heaven-forged traces of the Dao, and an abundance of spiritual energy.

Dong Qing’s expression grew even more striking, becoming increasingly cold and ruthless, as cold sword qi slowly emanated from her.

Ding Linglin’s bells were not exactly playful things, nor were they amusing. They were not only not funny; they were terrifying.

Despite falling from a great height, Ji Ruming’s physique was exceptionally strong; aside from the wound on his wrist, he had only suffered negligible abrasions.

Perhaps because Ye Fan’s presence was too faint, Kong Ming and the others didn't even remember if Ye Fan had returned to the hotel with them the previous day.

Ye Qianmo touched his head comfortingly, let go of Qi Zifeng’s hand, crouched down, and smiled slightly: "Yixuan, you’re here." Her tone was natural, as if his arrival was entirely expected, like a gathering of old friends.

Therefore, he did not care what kind of past Gu Jinhuan had with Yi Haonan; what he cared about, perhaps, was only his own feelings for her.

Three days later, the Crown Prince launched an unprecedented rebellion, with many court officials participating. The entire imperial city was gripped by panic.