Chapter 158: Holding a Grudge

Cheng Fan was not comforted at all by these words.

What truly belonged to him could indeed not be snatched away by others; even if it were taken, it would eventually have to be returned.

However, could those things... truly be returned to their original owner?

Perhaps his status could be restored, and perhaps his glory could be reclaimed, but what about the intangible wealth that should have been acquired under that status and glory?

He was already thirty-one years old this year, completely illiterate, and had never stepped out of Dongshan Village. Aside from being able to take care of himself, his only skill was farming. Thus—

Often, after exerting all his strength to shatter a stone statue, Cui Feng needed a full day and night of rest to recover from his injuries. The wounds on his body never ceased; just as the old scars healed, new ones were added.

Hearing Lu Tong's voice, Shi Yilai had no time to say goodbye to Fei Liangyan and Liu Lingshan, and ran all the way back to the dormitory.

"Very well, Brother Wang. You may go back and reply to the county magistrate. I will hand over forty percent of the spoils of war, and I do not want a single share of the credit. On November 1st, I will officially dispatch troops to suppress the bandits," Chen Ning replied.

"Sister Qingmei, am—am I being very willful?" Duan Ruier said with a blushing face, looking at Song Dihui in the medicinal bath. Her expression carried a hint of infatuation mixed with nervousness.

A loud explosion echoed in Marquis Wuyi's mind, and the blood throughout his body surged violently. He widened his eyes, making no effort to conceal the excitement shining in his pupils.

Having previously suffered severe injuries under Yun Feng's sneak attack, she had now forced open her evil pulse. Although it still seemed manageable on the surface, she was already reaching the end of her tether.

"Alright, let's not discuss this matter anymore. Once the Spring Festival is over, arrange the affairs of the Shandong company as soon as possible and leave for the United States. The American operations are of paramount importance and must not suffer any mishaps."

Terrifying! Absolute terror! Shivering a patch of space to dust with a single finger was easy enough, but to forcefully blast a region of space into complete nothingness—that was not something ordinary mighty force could achieve.

"What if Lin Peng genuinely loves me and doesn't care about anything else about me?" Alice spun around like a whirlwind and said loudly.

Sneering inwardly upon seeing the Patriarch of the Wan family remain silent, Chen Yi understood that even while knowing the old man was in the wrong, as the head of the family, the Patriarch would certainly not reprimand him publicly. To scold the old man right in front of Chen Yi would undoubtedly be equivalent to admitting that the Wan family's conduct was improper.

By virtue of his profound attainments in the power of patterns, Jiang Yiyun had been hiding within the Dan mainland all these years for the sole purpose of claiming the Dragon Patterns as his own.

Immortal Fa Hua smiled and said, "Old man, I sensed long ago that the jade necklace I gave to Xiao Diandian was getting closer and closer to Penglai. That is why I specifically came to intercept you on the way, yet I never expected to encounter such a handsome and dashing young man."

The young clan leader of the Ma family had already fled, leaving the remaining Temple Guards in a dilemma, all looking toward the black-robed commander.

"Do not let him open the umbrella!" Leng Sandao knew the formidable power of Mo Lihong's Primordial Chaos Pearl Umbrella. With a loud shout, he flicked his wrist and hurled his broken blade directly at Mo Lihong in mid-air.

Many years later, when the youth looked back and pondered, he realized that Old Du's drunken words had never been simple; they were nearly as profound as the Great Dao.

"Hah, following your logic, making a move inside the inn would be easy? Don't forget this is a market town; if the commotion is blown out of proportion, it will only cause even greater trouble," the hairless, fair-faced middle-aged man said with a disdainful smile.

The more it reached this point, the more Chen Danqing felt the extraordinariness of Old Du. How could such a brilliantly talented figure be an old man content with drowning in brothels and making a living by selling calligraphy?

The Domain Lord of Fengling was equally filled with doubt regarding his own lineage, and though he constantly searched for his fellow clansmen, he had always found nothing.

"Then!" Hearing Count Henry's words, Alice was slightly surprised. If that was the case, why did the vampires still hold a foothold in the South City?

However, the very next moment, her complexion turned even paler, and she could not suppress a mouthful of blood spilling from the corner of her lips.

As time passed, the arrogance of the cadets in the student battalion was gradually worn away. Through day-to-day rigorous training, they finally came to realize the gap gradually emerging between them and the infantry squadron.