Volume 1, Chapter 29: My Lord, This Servant Is Not Happy

Gazing at the Tang cavalry before him, as steady as mountains and as composed as peaks, Bai Jinyu finally understood what a true army looked like.

Yet, he had clearly seen his own head being chopped off by the shopkeeper, his blood soaking the bed.

Yu Luo returned to the residence arranged for him by Lugunica, threw himself onto the bed, covered his face with one hand, and couldn't stop grumbling.

Guo Dalu let out a roar, his aura of righteous integrity exploding with a "hum" before rapidly condensing into the peach-wood sword in his hand.

The Zheng-Yi Chamber of Commerce had fifteen branches spread across neighboring prefectures and counties. Hang Xian'er's bronze prosthetic arm was the finest of its kind, and she had equipped her loyal subordinates with modern weapons and communication tools that were rarely shown, allowing them to kill many bandits—the primary reason the organization grew rapidly and dared not be provoked.

Yu Luo, currently oblivious to Yukino's wavering, was excitedly watching Izuku Midoriya from afar.

He then walked to the door of the duty room facing the corridor, pressed his ear against it to listen for a while, repeated his earlier observation of the outside, and then pulled his head back, gently closing and locking the door behind him.

Forget the others; Ayase simply could not see Mashiro Shiina, with her overly innocent demeanor, as a "home-wrecker."

A handsome middle-aged man who could gather the Four Great Divine Beasts must be a remarkable figure. Having him act as a matchmaker should have been a great honor, yet it was so rudely rejected by the lazy drunkard.

"Thank you for the care package, Karl. You may go now." Vasily said with a smile, gently pushing Fowei out through the hatch.

"There is much you can do. First of all, not everyone is incredibly powerful from the start; you must constantly hone yourselves and grow stronger."

She nodded and stepped back. For some reason, the plaque of the Supreme Court suddenly seemed glaring. She had retrieved her rouge tonight; she would return to the Sun family, study diligently, and do her work well. She should no longer harbor any inappropriate fantasies.

Xiao Yao's mouth twitched at these words, but watching Xia Zheng’s calm expression on the light screen, he felt that this young man could always create possibilities out of the impossible; perhaps this time would be no exception.

Mu Jing reminded his team after purchasing Berserker's Greaves on his way back; his intuition told him that NR was definitely planning something, though he couldn't determine which lane.

The black triangular flag emitted ripples of magical power from time to time, expanding slowly like rings on the surface of the sea, spreading far into the distance.

"Die!" Number Two appeared behind Shirou, dagger in hand, thrusting it straight toward his chest.

He looked at the leopard beside him, still asleep on the ground; there was no need to wake it just yet. First, he had to deal with the raw meat left over from last night.

Jiang Dong’s Human Emperor unleashed three strikes against the earthy-yellow giant hand. The palm, which seemed to represent the will of heaven and earth, was instantly pierced through, its center completely obliterated, followed by a roar from the distant mountains.

Looking at Shen Jialan, who had been gentle and loving to him along the way, Lin Xingchen always felt something was amiss. The curtain was slowly rising on a marriage that had yet to weather any storms.

"Sigh, honestly..." With a soft sigh, he gently withdrew his hands from the vampire's body. Almost the next instant, the vampire regained consciousness.

The villagers roared with tears in their eyes, as if they wanted to release all the resentment they had accumulated over the years in this single moment. They had endured for far too long.

The Heavenly Court side was not idle either, busy adjusting their crystal cannons. The cultivators of the Heavenly Court rarely saw such immortal weapons and usually scoffed at them, but now, finding them novel, they watched with rapt attention.

Fans were stunned when they saw Xiao Weiwei's Weibo post; why was she lashing out for no reason? What grudge could she possibly have against "I Live Next Door to Me, My Surname is Wang"?

There was no need for me to wait on him; three or four stunning beauties were already reclining beside the Demon King’s dais, flirting and serving him wine and food.

From the intelligence I have gathered, every immortal domain within the Central Immortal Kingdom is secretly selecting peerless geniuses to be sent to the Immortal-Demon Martial Academy for training.

With a thunderous boom, the Sword of Suppression struck the phantom. The phantom screamed as the blade pierced its back and slammed its body into the ground; its limbs, unable to keep up with the speed of its descent, pointed toward the sky in a gruesome manner. Fire and scorched earth filled the air, and a golden light shot straight into the gray sky of the Bitter Sea.

As time passed and the sun’s radiance slowly spilled down, a muffled sound was heard, and the sealed doors of the Xuan-Dao Cathedral slowly opened. A few figures could be faintly seen inside.

When it was Lin Weiwei's turn, perhaps knowing that no matter how hard she tried she wouldn't qualify, she sang completely out of focus.

The key was the lack of cannons and limited manpower. If he could have brought two thousand artillerymen, three thousand field soldiers, and two thousand laborers here, Zhang Qiang was certain the Ming army would not have been defeated so miserably.

These people were requisitioned by the government to help solve tasks, such as going to the countryside to count farmland, production, iron output, how much iron could be forged in a day, whether items made by carpenters met government standards, and assisting the government in dealing with people in those trades.

After all, this place was still very far from Jiujiang. It was uncertain whether Zhao Yun could bring his troops to Jiujiang by the New Year, and Zhang Liang certainly wouldn't be back before the Spring Festival.

"Then, we shall roam to every corner of the universe, to the ends of the earth!" Mu Ling-shan laughed.

Kaka was the most famous player among the starting eleven, while Scunthorpe United was merely a League One team with no renown and no famous players of its own, so the Brazilian player naturally became the center of attention for the entire match.

"Yes!" Vicky pulled up the image. Lying on the first floor of the laboratory was a corpse—the very American agent who had just been obstructing the Chinese agents from entering.

Zuo Kui smiled without answering. He extended his hand, and the formation stone was tucked into his sleeve.