Chapter 55: The Realm of the Heavenly Blade

“Brother Chen, she’s just a child. Can’t you spare her life?”

Ji Wuyan’s face was pale.

Chen Yang replied coldly, “I knew I wasn’t mistaken. You deliberately concealed your cultivation. Your strength far surpasses the Ninth Heaven of the Innate Realm!”

His words jolted everyone awake. Only then did they realize…

The moment a figure appeared at the corner of Black Wolf’s eye, everything spun wildly. In his vision, he saw a headless black wolf charging forward.

“Your humble servant, Iga Morinaga Hisahisa, greets the Magistrate.” Following Ichikawa Fujiwara into the grand hall was a warrior of short stature.

“We’re surrounded on all sides. Our communication with the outside world has been severed. Given the Uesugi army’s strength and numbers, I fear most of the fortresses in Kikuta and Iwamai have already fallen.” Hatohara Yukinari shook his head.

She had imagined her friend to be formidable and impressive, but instead, she arrived at a humble thatched hut. An empty courtyard lay ahead, devoid of even a single weed. The door creaked in the wind, echoing the theme of poverty.

As Ducarlo finished speaking, his ordinary soldiers roared loudly in agreement. The slaves, however, merely lifted their eyelids, glanced calmly at Ducarlo, then bowed their heads again as if counting ants on the ground.

Lin Jing finally realized he had misunderstood Zun Wuyi, and for the next half month, Zun Wuyi showed him no kindness.

Hearing those grating words, Nianqing ground her teeth in fury. One Dragon-Serpent Supreme was hateful enough, but there were so many other Supremes gathered as well.

After all, the other party was from a powerful nation. In Ji Li’s eyes, the Wild Nation matched the Ghost Nation in strength. If the envoy were offended over some detail, the two countries might go to war, leading to mutual devastation.

“So? Did you find her weakness?” I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, shut out the surrounding noise, and forced myself not to care about the partings and deaths nearby.

“Is there a problem?” Seeing silence across from me, I frowned. “Are you regretting your decision?” As I spoke, I rolled up my sleeves and swung the chain in my hand, letting it clatter.

Takahashi glanced around and finally decided the bedroom was not a place to stay tonight.

In truth, with Edward’s skill, such attacks could not harm him. He was only stunned by Ye Yan’s astonishing move and relaxed his guard, as Ye Yan retained a gentlemanly air.

It’s like everyone knows cooking is just processing ingredients and spices, but very few can actually do it. That’s the contradiction between having a method and its feasibility.

“Zhongli, I truly don’t remember anything from last night.” Moreover, he felt nothing unusual on his body now.

Zhu Jun finally understood why Zhang Ruofeng brought them here. Yet instead of anger at being used as tools, he admired Zhang Ruofeng’s tactics. After all, their interests aligned—they, as reporters, could get firsthand materials, which was invaluable.

So, Lin Mu handed his Best Newcomer trophy to Zhang Ziyi to hold, and went back up on stage.

After thinking it over, he turned his phone back on, chose to restore factory settings, and, once done, tossed it aside. He picked up the script to familiarize himself with the scenes scheduled for tomorrow.

Seeing this, Zhang Huajie was astonished and curious. “Tell me, what’s going on?” He had met people from Taiwan before, but this was his first time encountering a Taiwanese traitor. It was both novel and intriguing.