Chapter 70: The Inside Story

"Your Majesty, these men have clean backgrounds; they're simple farmers from the northeast," Hua Yuntian said with a smile.

Qin Xiao was delighted to hear this—so long as they weren't aristocrats. Whether in court or in the military, different classes and factions must coexist. The more complex their affiliations, the more at ease he felt.

...

Suddenly, from within the inn, a figure darted out. He leapt onto the rooftop, limping as he ran, then jumped again onto another building. It was Ashui.

Master, your disciple is so aggrieved, but the Jade Bone Fan isn't with me, so I can't tell you how wronged I feel right now.

This time, the protective spiritual shield finally shattered under the pressure of the bronze seal, and the sinister man spewed forth a mouthful of crimson blood.

Yes, she would never allow anyone to harm her master, nor would she permit anyone to hurt her savior, Su Yusheng.

That set of "Six Directions, Six Circles Sword Technique"—Long Wentian once used it against Ashui, but Ashui broke it with just two strikes. Would Xu Wozui possess such powerful palms as Ashui?

Their heads finally broke the water's surface. Helian Qinglian gulped down fresh air, too distracted to notice Karen's sly smile. Just as she expelled the stale air from her lungs, Karen pulled her back down into the depths.

"Shangguan Tong!" At this moment, Qian Shengyang and Fairy Bihua exclaimed in unison, evidently recognizing the young man in white.

As the Flood Dragon King worried about the heavenly court's battle, a red figure emerged from the void and seawater.

Cold Pool, seeing the two argue and realizing who his enemy was, performed lightfooted movements and threw six flying knives at a man in blue holding a blade. He was confident in his skill—his knives never missed. Once this man died, an opening would appear, allowing him to escape.

If the Eastern District could truly bite through the aliens' advanced armor, even breach a single point in their defenses...

Because, even if Xu Yun was merely a manufactured persona, it was still better than Neon Kingdom, which couldn't even find anyone worth packaging.

Other than inviting top stars and faded actors, they would hire plenty of influencers with fans and trending topics.

In their generation, there were fewer than five fifth-level extraordinary beings loyal to the royal family.

Whenever money ran out, they'd just find another job—after all, if you failed a mission, you’d die, but at least the money would be spent before you went.

Liu Lan, blood surging to her head, summoned all her strength and raised her hand to strike Ye Tian's wrist—the very hand that held the lobster.

Sun Yangzi, who had captured them, now sat cross-legged on a rock, his face waxen as he coughed up blood.

Bolang, Weichi, and Hart all crowded forward, faces eager: Do you think I have a chance?

I know I've committed a grave mistake. No matter the reason, I should never have treated the elder this way.

You Xi already knew today's scheme was orchestrated entirely by the Sixth Prince, so she could only seek Emperor Hongxi's protection.

Everyone felt Jiang Man was wronged; their boss was being unreasonable—how could he be so inconsiderate?

In the end, none of them saw Zhao Ke waiting outside, who slipped away right under their noses.

But now, face-to-face with the true person, she could only flatter him desperately; there was no other way.

Whose youth is without regrets? Even those who spent their days buried in books—was there truly not a single hand they longed to hold?

Several cultivators of the Green Wood Sect mocked the Green Water Sect, whispering that this constant dropout, breaking the rules, must have guessed he wasn’t as skilled as Gongyang Chuanshui, so he acted recklessly. At least losing would give him an excuse.