26 Giving Up the Fruit Leather Business
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He often helped the Northern Pacifying Prince devise strategies and was deeply trusted by him.
“I merely said aloud what you found inconvenient to say yourself!” Commandery Princess Jingmin did not think she had done anything wrong.
Jiang Shi recounted the entire matter in a clear and orderly manner, from Shen En'en forcing Nan Qiyue to help her elder sister to transferring schools immediately after cutting her hair.
Zhang Sanfeng lived at the end of the Song Dynasty, when the realm was in chaos. Yang Luchan likewise lived during a crucial period of social upheaval. In such turbulent circumstances, they carried the common people in their hearts. Despite the hardships they faced, they still rose to become grandmasters of their generation.
“You have been thoughtful. How is he now?” the man pressed. His tone was calm, yet filled with the majesty of one in a position of power, making it impossible for anyone to even consider lying.
Lu Qingshan generally did not answer calls from outside, and she had no way to use one of the household servants’ phones to call him.
Chong Ai held a sharp sword in her hand. Beneath the moonlight, its keen blade gleamed with a cold, chilling light, while foul-smelling blood dripped from its tip onto the grass.
“If the old master is here, all the better. I’ll have him apologize to you.” Jiang Yu’s tone darkened.
Su Qingluan clenched both hands over her slightly protruding “belly,” her eyes surging with hatred.
Like Chen Zongguang in the past, they could never forget the otherworldly pleasure that came after taking drugs. They had little appetite when they ate, and their minds often involuntarily yearned for narcotics.
If not for what happened afterward, Zuo Chengzhe could have used the technique of taking a blade barehanded to knock the weapon from Zuo Sheng’s grasp.
Zhou Xianying’s singing had already left everyone utterly astonished. No one had expected that the moment Rao Mingyang began to sing, their eyes would widen even further.
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He had gone to the capital with great difficulty precisely to seek refuge with the Zhou family. Zhou Yan would be returning in the latter half of the year, and if he moved out now, how could he still benefit from the family’s influence?
“Of course, the quality of this Spirit-Awakening Wine depends not only on the age of the Spirit-Awakening Flower, but also on the age of the spirit wine. If an aged spirit wine is used, the resulting Spirit-Awakening Wine will be even more effective,” the system added.
Seeing the two listless old men sitting there in thought, Ding Qiang, unusually, did not ask another question.
The Celestial Infant Palm Envoy had felt the impulse many times to confess her feelings to Young Master Yao, but every time she met him, the moment she saw his smile and eyes, the words caught in her throat. She never knew what she should say.
The instructor had also explained that this strange training team was both the name of a “training class” and the unit’s official designation, though their opponents in the Western world had given them a name that rolled more easily off the tongue.
Within Chu Hengshan’s Thatched Cottage, spiritual light flickered everywhere. He had forged a third-tier Inscribed Weapon through the methods of weapon refinement. The auction that handled the sale of the Inscribed Weapon was likewise held by the Black Tortoise Auction House, and it was overseen by Zhou Zhong, a rising star in the business world who was rumored to have had a personal friendship with the Seventh Mister.
Naturally, Perfected Yu Hua had believed in Qing Li from the very beginning. Though her talent was mediocre, she was diligent, and her achievements today were enough to prove it. Back then, it was only because of pressure from her fellow disciples that he had been forced to end her life. Fortunately, she had not died, but had instead survived through sheer determination.
Zhao Hongmei continued cursing in the corridor. Neighbors from upstairs and downstairs came over to persuade her to let the matter go and not damage everyone’s harmony.
While Zhang Dingbian was still horrified, Yao Xing urged his warhorse forward once more and charged at him. Zhang Dingbian rallied himself and spurred his horse into battle. At that moment, the twin-spear general Dong Ping rode in, fighting fiercely, and slew an opponent with a single exchange of blows. Seeing that Zhang Dingbian could not overcome Yao Xing, he urged his horse forward to lend assistance.
Ordinary people generally found it exceedingly difficult to enter seclusion and cultivate to a very high realm. If they failed to comprehend a crucial stage thoroughly, all their previous efforts could be wasted, or they might simply become stuck and make no further progress.
Liu Bian acted this way for the sake of lasting peace in the Western Regions. If official posts were granted to the leaders of the various nations, then, combined with the prestige of their former rulers, it would take only a few years for land annexation to emerge. They would become local tyrants within the Western Regions’ commanderies and counties—states within the state.
If he truly fled this time, he could indeed ensure that no trouble arose, but his reputation would be ruined. The outside world would certainly say that the Zhaka Organization feared Huaxia’s special forces, which would deal a severe blow to the organization’s prestige.
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“The culprit who attacked us when we went to Cat Mountain last time has been caught,” Lu Zhanguo said in a low voice.
After examining the matter carefully, Zhang Xian learned that the white-haired old man was the chieftain of the Five Creeks tribes. However, after becoming chieftain, the old man had accomplished nothing. Even when savage beasts attacked, he still relied on the method of sacrifice.
Among the Mongolian cavalry who remained alive, at least half were injured. During this period, even if the Mongolian forces did not retreat, they would certainly have to find a way to treat their soldiers and restore the army’s fighting strength.
“There are too many choices, and they’ve dazzled you. It seems we can’t let Shao Heng bring over so many clothes in the future.” Hua Junyao looked at her fondly.
“Clang!”
The giant wolf had only just enough time to close its eyes and use its eyelids to fend off the sudden attack.
Feng Qianyu’s expression darkened, her face as cold as ice, her aura like an ancient glacier. She waved her hand. Even those who had gone mad, their faces filled with fury and hatred, were silenced by her beauty and bearing. Every voice suddenly caught in its owner’s throat, leaving the crowd mute and still.
When Ye Xian saw the potion take effect inside his body, he himself was filled with astonishment. He knew that for a drug to produce an effect in the human body, it had to pass through a series of processes.
Liu Yunwei followed the direction Wen Polu indicated and saw Ge Zhuha fleeing in disarray with more than a dozen riders. He did not pursue them, merely directing the Ming soldiers to surround and annihilate the bulk of the Jurchen forces.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Ziying suddenly ducked down. The passenger bus door opened, and she slipped straight inside.
Li Shan wore an especially disdainful expression as he spoke. He said this because he wanted to teach the arrogant young man before him a lesson. Although Li Shan had always advocated treating others with kindness, that did not mean he had to greet everyone with a smile. Some people deserved to be intimidated with thunderous methods—and this young man happened to be one of them.
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