Chapter 95: A Roadblock

My beloved consorts!

Qin Xiao’s eyes lit up.

“I understand now. Their target is not me, nor you loyal ministers.”

“It is my women!”

His voice was resolute, and his eyes shone even brighter.

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Chen Kefu stood upon the deck of a towering warship, draped in a white fur cloak. To call it merely a big ship was hardly fitting. To be precise, the vessel beneath his feet should have been described as a leviathan.

Last time at Yanmen, he had commanded thirty thousand troops, yet cowered cowardly in Guoxian and refused to go to the rescue. That had extinguished whatever affection Yang Guang once held for this son.

Sun Yuexun spoke in a low voice, with a trace of suppressed anger, and everyone present fell silent. His words answered Tuan Zhuomo’s question, yet also seemed to rebuke the others. Listening more closely, they even sounded like he was pointing out a path forward for the clan, though that future was not one belonging to Japan.

Leng Zonghua was truly furious, and he could not swallow this resentment no matter what.

“Understood. I will serve as your agent for your assets in Russia. The Russian people are very xenophobic, and with me appearing as your representative, we can avoid as much trouble as possible.” Anna was indeed clever, and immediately understood her boss’s meaning.

Tao Qing saw his coldness and grew even more alarmed. Earlier, when Qin Zhonghai had gone up the mountain alone, he had already been baffled; now seeing him look so inscrutable, he felt utterly helpless.

“Comrade Tukhachevsky, what do you think of this proposal?” Trotsky still did not immediately reject Frunze’s suggestion, and instead asked Tukhachevsky.

It was said that Xiongba had already sent Qin Shuang to lead another group of Heaven Alliance members to intercept them, and they had been annihilated to a man.

She now had only one thought: if she had a gun, she would not hesitate for a moment to shoot Lin Tiansheng dead.

At dusk, Xuan Yuan returned and relayed all this information to Lan Di without missing a single detail. Lan Di understood in his heart that the so-called Sword Emperor of the Earth Demon Sect was nothing but an impostor, and that the Heavenly Profound Emperor had known it from the very beginning, which was why he had never shown much enthusiasm for it.

In the invitation as well, Yin Jiuxuan had deliberately and inadvertently revealed that at the auction, an item of extraordinary rarity would appear, one that would be in no way inferior even to divine weapons.

After feeding Shuangshuang and Huanghuang and tidying them up, the husband and wife finally found time to change clothes and lie down in bed.

Speak of the devil, and he appears. No sooner had Fu Dong finished speaking than Tan Gai walked out from a bend in the corridor ahead, a sheet of paper in his hand. As he walked, he kept reading what was written on it, his brows tightly furrowed as though he were worrying over something. His mood was visibly foul.

The countless martial manuals now possessed by the Alliance had mostly taken shape only after martial artists supplemented or adapted surviving fragments of ancient manuals handed down from earlier ages. Truly complete manuals of ancient martial arts had become exceedingly rare; all of them had long since become the heirlooms of the Alliance or the great aristocratic houses, forbidden to outsiders.

Though they had not been in the capital of Shui Mu Kingdom for long, the envoy from North Dark Kingdom still knew of Zijing’s reputation in the city.

“Shiyao, why did you lie to me?” Shui Xizhi looked up at Shiyao, who was right before his eyes, gazing at her with an expression of utmost hurt and sorrow.

Precisely for this reason, these people had come to feel that the wealth and status of the Zeng family had little to do with their clan head, and they had shown Zeng Changgong more than a little neglect.

After the morning sacrificial ceremony came the afternoon banquet within the palace. The revelry in the Hall of Paradise was made all the more grand by the arrival of the kingdom of Lei, which had come to pay tribute, and by the envoys from the various states.

“Very well.” As for Shiyao’s request, Shui Xizhi had always done whatever she said. If she said to go, he would certainly not stay.