Chapter 94: Counterattack

The emperor smiled and said, “Granted.”

Gu Yuanzhou came over and knelt beside Bai Huan. In a gentle voice tinged with apology, he said, “I carry the emperor’s favor on my shoulders and duty in my hands. I dare not deceive the throne. I can only put public justice above kinship and tell the truth. Bai Huan, you will understand me, won’t you?”

Bai Huan turned his head slightly and met those eyes, where smiling ice blades were hidden beneath the surface. Suppressing his fury with difficulty, he forced a smile of his own.

“Sir, when you took advantage of the night our Bai family was falsely accused and our home ransacked, I saw you stealing from my Bai family.”

“What matter do you have to attend to?”

Feng Cangyu could not help but freeze. The battle at Caishi JI had already ended, and the Great Song had won victory in that war. Why, then, did Yin Yuan say he still had private matters to settle? Feng Cangyu found this utterly baffling.

At that moment, a mighty surge of energy burst out from somewhere in the distance. The scattered stones around it were blasted outward by the force, revealing a stretch of barren dark-red earth.

Without anyone realizing it, that deformed intelligence apparatus had actually swelled to such a frightening extent, even infiltrating the upper ranks of the temple.

Only then did Krasu understand his slip of the tongue. This emperor’s envoy and the temple were as close as thieves, for every emperor had to be crowned by the temple before he could truly ascend the throne.

“Come on, let’s go up that hill and reconnoiter,” Yue Song said, leading Ming He and Murong toward a hill in the distance.

In recent years, the matriarch of the Xin clan had grown weaker and weaker, beset by illness. Many outside had heard bits and pieces of the story; the woman’s sickness seemed to have been brought on by the son of the Xin family, who had become more and more worthless with each passing year.

Ye Chen’s mother came from that place, and his extraordinarily pure wood-element spiritual power had been inherited from her. As for how he had come to wield such influence, it was the result of both his own strength and plans laid long ago.

Huang Yaming and Fu Cheng looked at Xu Tingsheng and both felt a great weight lifted from their hearts. The guilt and worry brought on by his sixty-two-point score in mathematics vanished in that instant.

Xu You had followed Yuan Shao for no short while, and he knew all too well what Yuan Shao was thinking. He also understood that with so few people present, this was nothing more than a forced show of bravado.

My giant ape king has already reached level eighty-five, with high defense, high attack, and enormous vitality. Its skill is brute force, and with both hands gripping that giant club, it is an absolute battlefield killer.

At that moment, Armor Heaven had already charged over to Song Xiao’s side. Relying on his terrifying defense, he temporarily shielded Xie Pingdao and unleashed a lethal secret art, intending to kill Song Xiao.

In his urgency, he blurted out what was in his heart. His face instantly flushed red, and even his white eyebrows trembled nonstop, clearly showing how nervous he was.

If that happened, then all the people they had supported over the years… would all their painstaking efforts not have been wasted?

The shop had very little silk actually in stock. Aside from a few bolts of patterned fabric samples, the shelves were empty.

Yet Yan Jiaohu stood dazed in place, her body tingling as though currents of electricity were passing through her. If there had been a mirror in front of her, she might have seen that her face was already red as if burned.

His eyes lit up, and he walked over with a smile. Without allowing He Yuan to refuse, he shook his hand warmly and with great enthusiasm.

Only now did the previously provocative extraterrestrial human true immortals finally feel a surge of remorse in their hearts.

Li Mancheng had always been a shrewd and flexible man, or else he would not have deliberately distanced himself from Fang Guang in order to curry favor with the faction of Xun Yu.

At last, Miao Sanhe no longer had even the strength to beg for mercy. The two large vats in the courtyard, filled to the brim with water, had been drained dry before the brothers finally stopped.

Mu Yichen gave a satisfied nod and cast a sharp glance at the people working there. The employees could not help stiffening under that gaze. Only after Mu Yichen returned to his office did they dare to breathe out loudly.

Cheng Yifei blinked obediently and withdrew her hand. Flattery had failed, and the man’s expression remained dark.