Volume One, Chapter 90: When the King of Qin Casts an Olive Branch, Is It a Heavenly Windfall or a Mount Tai Crashing Down?

At the very instant the Demon Emperor moved, Tian Sheng’s figure had already shot past him like lightning and out the door. The Demon Emperor was indeed formidable, but if they were not using instant movement and only comparing footwork, he would still be slightly outmatched.

In those days, with no thermometers, Lu Xiang’er had to rely entirely on experience from her past life, and even then she sometimes made mistakes. Fortunately, as her experience accumulated and she studied the craft with ever greater care, her brewing skills improved steadily. Her mishaps grew fewer and fewer, and each batch of wine she produced surpassed the last.

No one knows a son better than his mother. When Lu Erniang saw Lu Hong’s expression, she knew he was wary of Song Yuan. Lu Hong was stubborn by nature, and Lu Erniang understood that nothing she said would matter. With a quiet sigh, she poured the hot water into a wooden basin and let Lu Hong carry it out of the kitchen.

“All right, stop fooling around. It’s inconvenient to talk here. Let’s go to the room,” Qin Feng said, sending Tie Dan to lead the way. The group went upstairs to the large suite where Qin Erniu and the others were staying.

“Could they have seen through our plan?” Grape asked, looking at me suspiciously.

The Spiral Spirit Mountain was much shorter than the one where the Demon Emperor’s palace had once stood, though it still rose to a fair height. The four of them took some time to reach the summit.

Longtime had once been the most devoted to that chip factory, staying in the laboratory year-round and practically wanting to move his whole home inside. It was indeed strange that he had not come for so long.

After seeing us enter the cave, Grape revealed a sinister expression and then slowly followed us in.

“Director Li, is there anything else you need? I still have some work on hand. You go ahead and tend to your business, and we can talk later,” Tan Ming said, issuing Li Zhi a polite dismissal. He wanted to drive him away and then find a chance to slip off himself. Something had felt wrong all day; his eyelid had been twitching nonstop, and it would not have surprised him if something bad were truly about to happen.

When Tian Sheng saw Red Boy sticking out his tongue and licking his bright red lips with an unsatisfied look, he was greatly startled. Could the flesh and blood of those two men and two serpents have been eaten completely by Red Boy?

There was a faint rotten smell in the air. Shu Wan did not take it to heart; after all, it was not strange for a mansion abandoned to such a state to have some odor inside.

Once they reached the town, every household had its doors tightly shut, and only a few vendors were still calling out their wares. The formerly quiet street had gained a little life.

I stared fixedly outside. Aside from the Northern Camel Demon and a few of his underlings wearing gas masks, everyone else had passed out.

This time, by exposing the conspiracy between the Northern Camel Demon and the Golden-Eyed One of Ling City and obtaining the relic bead, I had gained the right to speak.

Looking at everyone’s eager faces, all clearly hoping to team up with me, I rubbed my nose, finding myself caught between advance and retreat.

Yang Ming had once promised Lin Wanyer that during his lifetime he would build a Home-Inn teahouse in every city within the Great Tang. In that way, no matter where Lin Wanyer went, she would have a place of her own and be able to feel the warmth of home.

By now, the course of the war was plainly laid before both the Qin and Chu sides. Each knew exactly what the other wanted, and there was no need to guess at one another’s intentions. What mattered was using tactical victory to achieve strategic advantage, and for the Chu army in particular, that need was the most urgent.

Seeing the broken window, Mouri Ran, whose strength was likewise extraordinary, felt nothing unusual.

Still, it was more than enough. Sister Bai slept with Li Hongyue, while Tang Qianwu and Monk Zese had their own room. But because that fellow was far too drunk, he collapsed in the living room as soon as he came in and fell asleep on the sofa, leaving me no choice but to take his room.

“What happened back then, I heard from my dad too. There were some details my dad never mentioned, and I never asked. If it weren’t for your dad, why would my dad have framed him?” Shao Tian countered.

“...” Mengmeng blinked her dazzling eyes twice, wondering whether Si Muran’s words were really true.

The grassland was broad and open, with almost no hills or dense woodland to be seen. It was the least suitable terrain for an ambush.

In truth, this was also a form of correction for Jiang Nansun, allowing her to face life in advance. By the time the Jiang family went bankrupt, she would at least have some ability to handle what she could manage, rather than ending up like the version in the story, able only to force herself onward to no effect.

He had no feelings for Chen Ke. More importantly, Chen Ke was not his type, and he could not be bothered to get entangled with her any further.

With a soft click, the door closed. Su Mang inside the house pressed a hand to her forehead, rested for a moment, patted the dog’s head as it came close, and then began packing her things.

It was clearly a compliment about her special talent, yet Ye Luoyun still felt there was something strangely off about it.

Spider-Man was startled by that crazy woman. He sprang to the side and hid behind the car.

Within the black clouds came wailing and howling, as though a hundred ghosts were marching by night. The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped several degrees.

If he had not said that, it would have been one thing. But once he did, he immediately thought of how Chen Anzhi had found the Heavenly Soul in half an hour and returned it to its place.

Those words also made Lin Qingqing feel ashamed. If she had known at the time that Vivia had gone to plead with her for Wei Wei, how could she have refused so coldly?

She had to stay quiet and be a salted fish, moving forward with the three thousand cavalry as they pressed steadily toward Chang’an. When snow began to fall again from the sky, the city walls of Chang’an came into view. There was no bustling scene of traffic and crowds; after a heavy snowfall, only a few merchant caravans waited to enter the city, and only scattered commoners came and went before the gate from time to time.

Though somewhat embarrassed, the exchange delegation from the Korean Kingdom led by Li Zhongji still had not given up.

Wang Sheng did not dismiss them simply because the beasts were of low rank. He held up a board showing the prices at Yubao Studio and Baoqing Yutang for various beasts sold there. According to the listed prices and after weighing the animal, Wang Sheng scratched a few marks on the ground with a pebble and calculated the gold coins to be paid.