Chapter 25

The plague spread by the Dorian Renaissance Society raged with increasing intensity in Blood Maple Town. For reasons unknown, General Kyle, commander of the Thunder Knights, took personal action and slaughtered all the refugees who had followed him to safety.

This remark was clearly aimed at Shi Wu, who was responsible for severing the connection between Xiyu City and Longbian City. Had the enemy not broken through his lines to summon reinforcements, no relief force would have dared to approach.

While speaking, he kept signaling to his grandmother, the Old Madam Xiahou, hoping that she might intervene out of their long-standing kinship.

The people lying in ambush nearby were evidently protecting Jiang Yue; upon seeing Xiang Feng and his group appear, they quickly withdrew.

The losses sustained by the Divine Weapon Battalion were the greatest to date: twenty-six dead, nine critically injured, and the remainder bearing varying degrees of wounds. Among them, Company Commander Wang Dong was severely injured, and Fu Yong had also sustained multiple wounds.

Xiangbei had now taken the lead, and the situation was shifting in Hainan's favor. It remained to be seen whose three-pointers were more accurate—Hainan's or Xiangbei's. When it came to three-point shooting, Mitsui had never feared anyone.

"I asked you to find ways to hire experts to assassinate him, not for you to throw your life away," Si Chen said. "I know you couldn't help yourself seeing him right in front of you, but you must endure it. Your survival is far more important than any death caused by him."

"Are you picking a fight because you feel your position is no longer secure?" Si Chen asked bluntly.

"My Lord, could you explain the specific duties of the Bureau of Commerce to me, so that I may better handle its affairs in the future?" Chen Gong asked, wishing to understand how the bureau operated.

"Kill!" A cold, sharp command erupted from Xu Qingtian. Following the word, dozens of crossbow bolts whistled through the air. Xu Qingtian, brandishing a long spear, led the charge, storming toward the obstructing palace guards.

Immediately after, Uchiha Madara formed hand seals again. Suddenly, a layer of armor—a blue, asura-like shell—clothed the mountain-like wooden figure, merging with it.

"Pardon my curiosity, but are you an angel or a demon?" Akeno Himejima asked with interest. "Why have I never heard of a powerhouse like you before? And do you have some business in this city?"

This was undoubtedly the moment of Liu He's greatest weakness. If Jing Tang struck now, he would surely be killed. However, if Jing Tang chose to retreat and heal his injuries instead, the outcome would become truly unpredictable.

"Stop being mysterious and just say what you have to say," Bai Caicai said, rolling her eyes. Fang Xiaobei always had that insufferable look about him.

"Aren't you a fortune teller? What do you think?" Xiao Yumei teased, raising an eyebrow with a look of anticipation.

Now that he had cultivated the Martial Purgatory, he could temporarily shed his reliance on the Yuanwu Cave Heaven.

Watching Mother Le hang up the phone, Bai Caicai knew all she could do was wait. This time, she truly hoped she was wrong; Old Master Le was too vital to the entire Le family. Yet, in her heart, she understood that the old man was likely facing an inescapable fate, given he was already over eighty years old.

"Is there such a thing as a plague that spreads only in a corner or is so ferocious that it kills instantly upon infection?" Xia Xun knew his knowledge of medicine did not match Shao Yao's, so he could not help but ask.

Watching the Xuanfeng Eagle, which had been stunned by his father's shout, Qian Lou shook his head helplessly. His father had spoken in the language of beasts, which others could not understand, but he could. That the typically arrogant Xuanfeng Eagle would bow its head was truly unexpected.

After entering, the group found Long Xi sleeping like a dead pig. They looked at each other in confusion, their faces filled with bewilderment.

However, Li Yunmu lacked one thing: the heart of a powerhouse, a heart filled with ideals and aspirations, a heart that would not fear danger and would forge ahead against the current.

For now, Luo Qinghan was using Mo Longshisan to suppress the media, preventing the matter from spreading. Nevertheless, some news had leaked out, and every piece made the headlines, leaving the Luo family in a state of panic.

Maibao's adorable demeanor did nothing to improve Ye Zifan's gloomy mood; instead, it made him feel even more flustered.

Xiao Yuyin sighed softly. While waiting for the food, thoughts raced through her mind, only to be dismissed one by one.

For the empire's nobility, there was no better way to get rich than to wage war in another world—they could plunder as they pleased.

Following the "blunder" at the Huajian Sports Weight Loss Center, the municipal government had determined to make the Yangyang Sports Center the focus of development. Hearing that Yao Ming himself was coming to Jiangcheng gave them immense confidence in their plans.

Money is not the only standard for success, but for someone starting from scratch, money represents a significant portion of it.

"I am the Right Wise King of the Xiongnu. You expect me to kneel to a child? What a joke!" Qubei sneered, glancing at Liu Xie with disdain, speaking in broken Chinese.

It was a simple thought, but due to their status, it felt as though something stood between them, creating an unimaginable distance.

Ha! Let's see how you handle this. On one side, your sworn brother; on the other, your sect seniority. The way you'll have to address each other! Ha! It's going to be absolute chaos.

"Brother, why isn't it appropriate? He already wants us dead." It was clear that Zhao Chuyi was still haunted by the assassination attempt from yesterday.