Volume 1, Chapter 28: A Plan Without Flaws, Approaching the Divine!

After Yang Yi expressed his gratitude to the Emperor, a deathly silence fell over the funeral hall.

Among the officials present, all those who had enjoyed a long-standing friendship with Yang Yi cast looks of deep admiration in his direction. The reason Yang Yi was able to step forward during the crisis of the Shu-Han state was clearly because he had possessed great foresight and hidden plans all along. His calculations were flawless, almost divine in their precision.

Suddenly, the flames of war were rekindled in Chang'an. The Divine Strategy Army, tasked with defending the city, dared not venture out to face the Heaven Strategy Army in open battle. As for defending the city walls, Yang Fugong had decisively abandoned that notion the moment he caught sight of the vast formations of enemy infantry outside.

"That is true enough." Su Ning then adopted the tone of Chen Peng, feigning a sincere and apologetic demeanor. Deep down, however, he could not stop himself from laughing; he truly wondered what kind of expression that fellow Wang Guo would wear if he ever learned of Dong Zhuo’s assessment of him.

Analytical work is tedious and intricate; those who lack mental fortitude or are driven by impatient greed can never master it.

Watching the one-sided battle from the rear, Ye Chen felt the corners of his mouth lift in a faint smile. Involuntarily, he widened his eyes, peering past the carnage to fix his gaze on Edward and his companions, who stood a thousand meters away.

The red sandalwood building was filled with an antique charm that gave one a profound sense of atmosphere.

When Zhang Tian fully turned around, the martial artists of the Wu family suddenly widened their eyes, their pupils constricting as if they were staring at an ancient, savage beast. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, their very teeth chattering together. Their faces turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down them in streams.

Therefore, Su Ning had no intention of rushing out to rescue them immediately, even though he had already seen the brilliant fireworks blooming in the sky.

This joke naturally spread throughout the entire army, carried by Li Xuanqing and the laughing mouths of those around him. Later, it even traveled south to Guanzhong along with the heavy cavalry battalion, prompting countless people from the northwest who had never seen the sea to travel thousands of miles to Lake Ulansuhai, just to catch a glimpse of the "sweet sea" the soldiers spoke of.

Su Ning held high hopes for them. To a certain extent, enlightened clans and noble families were worth winning over. It was a pity, however, that Zhuge Liang’s father, Zhuge Gui, did not seem to belong to such a faction.

Only then did Kerier realize how foolish her words had been. On Qiong Island, if Fang Dazhong decided who the champion would be, there was likely no one who could change his mind.

"Are you saying that the demon has no concerns about me at all?" Li Shenpu asked, finding it hard to believe.

"I heard there was a riot of displaced people on this street not long ago. Is that true or false?" Song Junxian’s eyes became piercing, his gaze as sharp as an arrow, boring directly into Fule’s eyes.

Qi giggled, linked her arm with mine, and turned back to wave at Xu and the others. Amidst the jeers of the guys, Qi and I walked off first.

"Director Shen, justice resides in the hearts of the people, and all things are determined by the law. If Director Shen is here to offer congratulations, I, Gao, welcome you. If you are here to cause trouble, then I am afraid I must apologize!" Having said this, Gao Feng gave a cold snort and clapped his hands. Immediately, five or six toughs from the Qing Gang rushed in.

Tian Juan’s home was in a village under the jurisdiction of Lvwu City. The village was poorly developed, and the roads were nothing but dirt and potholes. Fortunately, Li Shenpu’s car was of excellent quality, or they would have been rattled to pieces.

Suddenly, everything before his eyes felt incredibly beautiful. The mountains, the water, the scenery—in this moment, he felt as if he had been transported to a realm of immortals, and he felt he could stay there forever without ever growing weary of it.

Turning his head, he met a pair of smiling, liquid eyes, deep as hidden pools, as if they could suck away a person's soul.

Suddenly, he felt two demons, who had been concealing their presence, surge toward him with the force of a crashing wave. It felt as if he had been punched squarely in the chest; he let out a muffled groan, took two steps back, his face flushed slightly, and he was unable to speak.