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Whether his emotional intelligence was truly that low, every single time he lied, his excuses were utterly feeble and transparent at a glance.

"You cannot entirely blame them either. Having lived to this age, they merely wish to live in peace. Perhaps they are simply terrified of poverty." Hua Chongsheng, after all, understood their perspective.

"Mother, you said Father is not from this world? What does that mean?" Feng Zhongliu was somewhat bewildered.

When they donned their military uniforms, it meant bearing such responsibilities and missions. As for their final resting place, since ancient times, how many soldiers ever returned from the battlefield? Wrapped in horse hides, perishing in the theater of war—for a soldier, this was the highest glory.

Cesare pushed open the car door and stepped out. The moment his feet touched the ground, Heller drove away. Cesare let out a soft sound of disdain.

Scholars from the northern and southern corners of the realm, alongside officials of the imperial court, rapidly forged connections through a single imperial examination, weaving intricate networks of relationships and often forming partisan factions within the court.

When Xing Yun's consciousness returned, he stared in disbelief at the wounds covering his body. His consciousness had shattered, leaving him entirely unaware of what had just transpired, yet Xin Yuqi had witnessed it all.

"The fierce beasts have already retreated underground. Your clothes carry the scent of blood-thirsty grass, which is why those creatures went berserk," Ye Zhen said calmly.

The sound of gongs, drums, and celebratory music grew closer and closer, accompanied by the bursting of firecrackers. Raising one's eyes, a procession of red figures was already approaching.

Purple Wing's eyelids twitched incessantly, utterly failing to comprehend what Zixi was actually plotting. Could she truly intend to provoke Ziyang?

"The matter has been settled, so I came to check on you," Shen Zeyuan said as he sat down to the side, gesturing to Shen Muyan, who immediately ran over.

A full favorability rating is one hundred. A rating below sixty signifies absolute strangers, anything from sixty to ninety represents a confidante, and above ninety denotes inseparable soulmates.

This phrase inexplicably surfaced in Xue Huai's mind, perfectly capturing the impression given by his master's demeanor at this moment.

"Your fire seed..." Wu Wuji stared with wide eyes, completely disregarding his injuries as an expression of sheer disbelief washed over his face.

Si Yan dared not say anything further. Although he held little regard for this youthful emperor, she was, after all, draped in the imperial yellow robe and wielded supreme authority. If he continued to stubbornly contradict her, even considering his status as a veteran official, Shen Mi might not exact excessive punishment, but there was no guarantee he would not use "advanced age" as a pretext to strip him of his power.

A glass door locked out the biting cold. The interior was warmed by a hearth, likely enhanced by subtle transcendent objects imperceptible to ordinary people, presenting an air of utter luxury. Ordinary passersby catching a glimpse inside would occasionally cast looks of envy, suggesting this establishment was quite renowned within Snow Wind City.

Runzhi led the group past vast stretches of pine forests until they arrived at the shores of an expansive lake. By the water's edge stood a stone tablet carved with three prominent characters: Kunlun Lake.

Her dark cloud-like romantic feelings were styled into a lofty coiffure, adorned with a delicate gold-inlaid jade phoenix hair ornament resting amidst soft, cloud-like temples. Around her wrist hung a deep red agate bracelet, further accentuating her skin as flawless as refined lard.

"I said, I want to marry you, to make you my wife. If you agree, I will go to your estate tomorrow to propose. Do you agree?" Shen Zeyuan looked straight at Song Shuyan and voiced his intentions directly.

"Brother Xuan, over the three-plus years we have been together, what kind of great storms have we not weathered? You cannot simply abandon me," Tan Xiang also said with a gentle, smiling expression.

As a renowned Chinese film production company, Film & Entertainment International had been fully acquired by the Xuanyuan family half a year prior.

A rare trace of joy appeared on Xiao He's face. Struggling to raise himself up on the couch to kowtow, he declared, "With the Emperor obtaining Cao Chen, this subject can die without regret." Having spoken, he remained propped up. Liu Ying hurriedly helped Xiao He back down, instructing him to continue his recuperation, leaving behind top-tier medicines brought from the palace, and ordering Physician Qin to closely monitor the elderly Prime Minister's condition while sending regular reports to the Proclamation Hall.

Lady Qi arched an eyebrow and smiled with curved lips, "If you were to die, whom else could I call upon to fight alongside me?" This subtly implied that she was not the one who framed Lady Guan.

"Whether it's possible or not, you will find out when the time comes. Go at once to summon your troops and notify the Men's Brotherhood. The moment the monsters are driven away, surround this place immediately; not even a fly is permitted to escape." Pulong felt that facing the Dragon Thorn left him with a belly full of strategies that he simply could not bring to bear.

However, when Leng Ning learned that Qiu'er was not among those leaving with her, she reacted with intense protest, declaring solely that wherever Qiu'er was, she would be too, and adamantly refusing to leave beforehand.

Bamboo shadows flickered across the Green Wind Cold Jade Sword. Knowing his opponent was formidable, he exerted his full strength.

Just as the crowd was bustling with suggestions and devising plans for the morrow, the mastermind who had dragged them all into this deadly game—the exceptionally mysterious masked figure in white, seated in a wheelchair and escorted by five masked minions—emerged once again from the secret passage. The time to distribute that day's antidote had arrived.

He was acutely aware of Han Yue's yearning to see his mother. Now that Han Yue had received news of her whereabouts, it was utterly impossible for him to believe that Han Yue would not wish to meet her.

With a flick of Han Yue's sleeve, a surge of primordial energy swept toward the candle, extinguishing its flame. The entire room plunged into pitch darkness, and within half a quarter of an hour, the chamber brimmed with boundless vernal splendor and enchanting allure.

She slumped over the steering wheel, paralyzed by pain so intense she could barely move. A warm, sticky fluid slowly trickled down from her forehead, and she caught the pungent scent of heavy blood mingling with the damp air.

At this thought, Li Tiantian took a deep breath, performed a quick routine of freshening up, and opened the door to confront David's panicked expression.

At the very least, this could drive down grain prices in Meixin City a fraction further; after all, transporting grain distributed from Thousand Valleys Island incurred costs of its own.

Yang Zhenyu shifted his gaze to Zhang Yixing: "Yixing, you and Teacher Huang Bo are already veteran partners. Taking on the role of host for this Double Eleven Gala is a bold endeavor, and I have high hopes for you."

Hearing this, the flight attendant raised her voice slightly, projecting just a bit louder than normal conversation.

Before long, a monk approached and led Xiao Dongshan to the rear quarters to wash up and rest. Having traveled a long distance, Xiao Dongshan fell into a deep sleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

"No physical clash has occurred, but that doesn't mean it cannot be arranged. Where there's a will, there's a way, after all," Li Chunfeng said with a smile.

To put it accurately, it was all in pursuit of the Dao. For beings of their caliber, the endless contention in the mundane world was ultimately for the sake of the "Dao."

Naturally, this was not the whole truth. Subjugating Xuan Wu involved myriad factors, none of which were suitable for discussion in such a setting, and he had never intended to let the other party know.