Chapter 51: Trouble Might Be Brewing at Wunan Pass

His words deeply stirred Han Cheng and the others, a glimmer of hope welling up in their eyes.

A cold sweat broke out over him as he realized that only the Zhu family could possibly afford to hire such a master.

They had never imagined that this seemingly ordinary young man could possess such devastating power. It was utterly bizarre and beyond belief.

Shortly after, Cen Huaqiang and Ivanov departed one after the other, the latter leading his subordinates to drag away the corpses strewn across the ground.

Neither of them had ever touched upon management before, and knowing nothing about it, they could only borrow methods from others. Gradually, a complete management system began to take shape.

Li Fei grasped the divine bow in his hand. As he pulled the bowstring back, three crackling, lightning-charged arrows materialized out of thin air.

Seeing that Lin Zhen did not dodge or even counterattack, Zhang Cheng assumed his opponent had been suppressed by his overwhelming momentum. However, in the very next instant, Zhang Cheng's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt right in front of Lin Zhen.

"Of course!" With that, Lu Yichen continued changing his clothes, showing not the slightest intention of turning away.

In an instant, beads of sweat broke out all over Li Fei's forehead. One drop, two drops, hundreds of drops of cold sweat poured down his face like a waterfall.

Murong Qinglian glanced at her, then shifted his gaze back into the distant, lightless gloom. He still remembered how, in just such a wilderness of mountains and forests, Xia Xiaoxiao had once paid five hundred silver liang to have him help her escape from Beigong Yu. When had those initial attempts at flight quietly transformed into present-day dependence?

"This is our duty. Please go to the front desk to settle the bill in a moment," the doctor said with a slight nod before walking away.

"Understood," the bodyguards replied in unison, filing out of the room one by one, including the man who had brought us to the hotel earlier.

"Cousin, I think you've misunderstood. I came here because my grandmother—well, strictly speaking, my maternal grandmother—asked me to," I said.

Later on, Long Qian and I each purchased a hard-sleeper ticket heading south. She intended to take me to a major southern metropolis. As for what we would do once we got there, neither of us brought it up.

Especially that fellow Li Jiajun, who was completely uprooted by Bai Yu. Even Li Lianxing had been disciplined by him twice and had turned much more well-behaved, completely ceasing to stir up trouble and even disbanding the Li Family Gang.

At this thought, my fighting spirit surged instantly. I was going to let Bao Wen know that whatever I had taken from her hands, there was no way I would ever return it to her.

This place was far better suited for sorcerers to make their move than for a profound practitioner like him. Fortunately, not long after, everything Ye Qingfeng said managed to set people's minds at ease, and that mesmerizing guzheng melody made one forget all worldly cares.

"You, you... do you mean that the Fang family is intentionally spreading rumors that the Chinese Zodiac assassins have come to our provincial capital, simply to lure my dad and Chen Ye to the Fang estate to kill Fang Youquan?" As I finished these words, my heart began to pound wildly.

Su Niang had no fear of exposure. Directing the rules of heaven and earth, he forged a temporary physical body for himself. Immediately following that, three massive cauldrons materialized around him, and their mystical aura instantly swept outward, causing the entire pebble-filled space to tremble violently.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang needed to be right by those people's side when they appeared, so as to capture their attention.

Zhu Chongba looked at Gou Dan. "What does Gou Dan want to be when he grows up?" At this point, Zhu Chongba could only resort to gentle guidance.

Although Ouyang Nana's voice was barely audible, sounding no louder than a mosquito's hum, Ye Tian's extraordinary hearing allowed him to catch every word clearly.

This voice belonged neither to Master Rujing, nor to the elderly abbot of the Imperial Awakening Temple, nor even to the elderly abbot of the Requiting Kindness Temple, but to Ruchen. Such an arrangement caught everyone by surprise, though the outcome proved wonderfully effective as all the monks broke into joyful smiles.

Having nearly been killed, even someone as emotionally detached as Caren felt a faint trace of anger. Confronted with Caren's words, Stheno looked down at herself. In the past, men of every description had showered her with flattery and praise; she was the living embodiment of all men's yearning.

Naturally, upon returning to the base, the mercenaries began feasting on various kinds of fresh food without a second word.

In the Sea of Stars, Prime Gods were merely somewhat stronger cultivators. Above the Prime Gods, even more formidable beings existed.

It felt as though an abandoned child had finally been found again—making one want to smile, yet equally wanting to weep.

"What brings the two of you to see me?" Lin Huang asked unhurriedly, waiting until the old man had swallowed his tea.

"What the heck?" With the video feed flickering in and out, Li肃 had no idea what was going to happen next, only praying that nothing disastrous would befall them.

Senior figures also expressed grave concerns, knowing that agreeing to such terms would represent a blemish on their governance.

Helan opened her alluring eyes in a hazy daze. Just waking up, she exuded a unique and captivating charm. Rubbing her drowsy eyes, she sat up.

His doting affection only deepened Helan's sense of guilt, constantly driving her to think of ways to treat him better and make amends.

She had heard her mother recount various events from the previous dynasty, which had been the most unstable era in the history of the Eastern Country, filled with countless tales.

The God of Wealth's triumphant voice rang out, and the hundreds of fleshy spheres bouncing and springing around the hospital room roared toward Ding Ning like bullets fired from a muzzle.

Hearing Liao Chen's words, Xia Huailang and the others were also overjoyed, following closely behind Liao Chen as they ran forward.

Yet everything was different now. He possessed a brighter future than others and could glimpse his own destiny. Having gradually cultivated the habit of spiritual practice and gained the courage to overcome all obstacles, he naturally would no longer shrink back.

Looking across successive dynasties, the so-called enlightened monarchs all understood the principle that water can both float and capsize a boat. It was merely a pity that founding an enterprise is easy while maintaining it is hard; many emperors used the pretext of conforming to the Mandate of Heaven to achieve their own political ends, only to lose their heads once they usurped high office, ignoring the ultimate truth that those who follow the righteous path receive much support, while those who lose it find little.