Chapter 71: In What Way Am I Inferior
The opportunistic female manager was filled with utter despair.
As for the restaurant owner’s apology, Lu Fei merely took a sip of his wine, responding only with the faintest nod. The owner, perceptive as ever, said, “I won’t disturb you, Prefect Han, Mr. Lu, and Miss Jiang, during your meal.” With that, he promptly left the private room, taking Jiang Mei with him.
As the two stepped out, they saw a row of people standing at the entrance. All of them immediately knelt down.
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“Don’t rush, don’t rush, I’m about to recite it, just a moment!” Liu Shitao reopened his spiritual vision and looked at the jade slip. There was a wealth of information inside, and it would take a while to find what he was looking for.
“Sir, please come with me.” Suddenly, a soldier appeared behind Da Gu. The sudden appearance startled him, as his inhuman senses should have prevented anyone from approaching unnoticed.
Meanwhile, Long Zhantian sent a message to the palace, gave his instructions, and sped off toward the Central Plains.
Moments later, Gong Yizun and Gong Tianba entered the main hall. This time, although Consort Yu wished to join them, she was unable to come along.
“Is it finally time to rest?” Liao Xi gazed at the blood-soaked battlefield and sighed. He was ruthless, but not entirely devoid of feeling.
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“Oh dear! How did we get entangled with the Armament Sect again?” Old Master Yuan clutched his fish-shaped head and flopped onto the ground, wishing he could sleep forever.
Not long after, under Xu Shi’s command, dozens of people began to set things up in the grand hall.
Qin Yibai nodded in understanding. No wonder, from what had just transpired, it seemed they hadn’t appeared in the outside world for a very long time.
The three silently put away their phones, exchanging glances that revealed their growing sense of impending doom.
The top-ranked cultivator could also challenge the various lords and kings; if they succeeded, they would enter the second row.
As soon as they entered the room, they heard Yan Bugui’s shrill, ghostly cry—a sound that sent a chill through the air.
Nie Yu looked on in delight, casting a glance at Li Yuan. Li Cuiyun and Cheng Xia were also quite pleased, while Nie Yuanchao sighed again, earning himself the nickname “Three-Sighs Hermit.”
He had initially hoped Lin Mo could defeat Yuan Tan, but dared not place all his hopes on Lü Bu’s side.
Indeed, most were mediocre, some even failing to meet the basic standard.
She lowered her head, refusing to look at the man’s face. Yet, as she bowed, tears slipped uncontrollably down her pale cheeks.
Resourceful as ever, Ye Su not only summoned his life-bound sword but also sent a terse message to Feng Chen in secret: Feng Xiao is here—he’s a demonic cultivator.
She was acutely aware that her efforts had nothing to do with demon cores; all her tasks and points were simply to win her release from this place.
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Back at Courtyard No. 5, Beixin Warehouse, Lou Xiu poured Lou Xiao’e a cup of water. The sisters sat in the courtyard, chatting about family.
Hearing Su Mo refuse his request yet again, he could no longer restrain himself and pressed his lips directly onto hers.
A delicate, exquisitely carved face radiated beauty and resolve; her bright, dark eyes sparkled with life, yet she seemed burdened as she ascended the long jade steps.
Now, the five merit stones Zhao Lie produced each contained no less than half a million merit points.
Fan Yuxin went to Lin Chuan’s side and immediately took his other arm, her full curves pressing tightly against him.
Indeed, in Shen Xiaomeng's heart, Nangong Yu was her enemy—the one who had stolen her son.
Gao Hongfei looked up and saw a car parked across the street. On it were emblazoned a large national emblem and the bold words: INSPECTION.
Even Huang Zide hadn’t anticipated how smoothly this raid on the wealthy would go. He had intended to emulate Khan Tiancong: march his army out, seize a few cities for supplies, and eliminate any remaining Great Zhao resistance. Yet reality had turned out to be even more surreal than his wildest plans.