What are we, a helpless widow and orphan, supposed to do if you die!

Jiang Tong was both exasperated and amused. He had already offered his help, but the audience was simply too enthusiastic.

He called several battalion-level officers over. "Make sure the wounded are properly taken care of, and report any issues to me promptly."

"Yes."

Jiang Tong said, "Set up a rotation. You don't all need to stay here."

Luo Hongqi volunteered, "I'll take today."

He smiled and patted Gu Qingye on the shoulder. "Battalion Commander Gu is newly married. We shouldn't keep him from reuniting with his young wife."

Right! Fishing nets! Striking his head hard, for someone who had just come to his senses, it wasn't too late yet. With so many fishing nets around, why worry about not having a substitute? I was being utterly foolish.

As Meng Dao had said, Han Ming's body was expanding bit by bit. Moreover, the eerie red hue on his body was growing deeper, to the point where even Han Ming's eyes, face, and hair had turned red.

"Alright, then your old brother won't force the issue. But if we bring it along to join us, would you consider it, brother?" Brother Qian stared at me and asked.

"Gurgle, gurgle!" Qiu Haifeng wanted to speak, but he found that the opponent's spear aura was frantically destroying the vitality within his body, making it impossible for him to utter a word.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Qin Fan became more and more confused the more he listened. He carefully sensed his own condition; his body was indeed much better than before, and the previous sense of weakness had completely vanished. Why did his master still say it was a pity?

She regretted it the moment she spoke. Why did she ask for his WeChat ID, making it look as though she still wanted to stay in touch with him in the future?

"What shall we do now? Sword Immortal of Wine. Can you take me in with you?" Han Ming asked with a distressed expression.

This world seemed truly boundless. However, Qin Fan had tested the structure of the chain; it did not even reach the level of a spiritual weapon, but was merely a treasured artifact. The reason it was so formidable was probably due to its special property, which specifically targeted the soul.

Jiangyin City was developing very healthily nowadays. After Yechen's strict crackdowns, crime and illegal activities within the city had been reduced to a bare minimum. Once such a reputation spread outward, it would attract even more common folk to migrate here.

She didn't even know what she was feeling deep down. Anyway, whenever anything got entangled with the protagonists, it could never end well. No matter how thorough the preparations or how perfect the plans were made beforehand, some unexpected interruption would always leap out at the very last moment.

"Hey, I was wondering why you brought up my marital affairs, and it turns out it's because the trouble started from your own bedroom matters with Vice Dean Lianya. Heh, what a pity that your rival turns out to be such a formidable figure. What do you plan to do from now on?" Long Quan asked.

"You prodigal son! Do you want to ruin my hard-earned foundation? Do you want to drive me to an early grave?" Xiao Ye never expected Xiao Yichen to be so stubborn; after talking for so long, he refused to compromise and even provoked his anger.

My mom got angrier the more she spoke, and midway through, she gave me a kick before letting out a sigh and heading into my room. I smiled; my mom was all bark and bite with a tender heart. I went ahead and unloaded all the items from the car myself.

Everyone walked back on foot, so their speed was naturally much slower. By the time they returned to the estate in Jiang Town, the blood-red sun had completely set, leaving only a patch of clouds in the west glowing with an unreal, fiery crimson.

He figured that Fang Zheng must be some wealthy young master from a prominent family in Bright City, lacking worldly experience, which made him so easily deceived.

Upon realizing that the call was her own, Zheng Shuang's expression instantly turned awkward. Seeing that it was from one of her own artists, she stammered out a solution.

Coincidentally, Ji Shuhan had finished checking the other rooms as well. Just as he was looking for the two of them, he spotted them clinging to a roof like a pair of geckos, waving frantically at him. He immediately made a few leaps and landed silently right beside them.

On Mo Qianxia's panicked and uneasy face, her pupils were unfocused, and both her hands were clutching her ears. Lin墨寒 gently stroked her back, hoping to soothe her through the gesture.