Chapter 21 (Bug Fixes)

Seeing that Lu Yuhuan gave an irrelevant answer and instead sent his apprentice away, Bai Jianli had Li Huifang and Wang Yuchao stay in the same courtyard, while he and his two wives returned to their room. Once the three women were back in their own room, Lu Yuhuan said to Bai Jianli, "We should invite sister Hua Ruyi as well."

If it were because of poverty, Wu Xi could fully understand Old Man Wu's actions, but using fate as an excuse to dismiss people seemed rather unreasonable.

If the Jin troops had reached the gates of the Eastern Capital, Wu Xi could hold them off for a while, but if the issue were economic, Wu Xi would be completely helpless.

Wu Xi looked up at the moon in the sky, wondering if Cui Miaotong was also unable to sleep, gazing like him at the clear, jade-like moonlight.

In truth, apart from the Emperor and the Imperial Consort, who else truly cared about who killed the Third Prince? Those in the Ministry of Justice worked themselves to the bone every day, but it was really just to give the Emperor and the Consort an explanation.

This side path clearly sloped downward. Looking into it from the junction, it was impossible to tell how far it went. As they ventured deeper, the water temperature rose, steam rose in billows, and everything was shrouded in mist.

Now, as I stare at this scene, I find myself smiling foolishly, yet tears fall uncontrollably. My heart aches; I do not understand why the price of growing up must be so painful.

"Which of the royal families of the Nine Kingdoms did not ascend to power by stepping over countless corpses? How many innocent people have they slaughtered simply due to suspicion and baseless fears? During your flight, have you not killed many yourself?"

Bai Jianli smiled and said to Ding Yuqiao, "No need to rush. Whether he can pass this trial remains an unknown. Only if he survives this can we talk about anything else. Yuchao handled this beautifully; it has only been two days."

Lei Bao had every right to be resentful; this was his prey, and it should have been his to handle. For Wu Xi to overstep his authority like this seemed quite excessive.

"Second: Put down what you are holding, now! At once! Immediately return to your dwellings and lock your doors. You might think hiding is safe, but I tell you in all responsibility: when the city gates fall, this tide of corpses will sooner or later pry open your doors, and at that point, you will not escape death."

Every time they entered the battlefield, they were in extreme danger, yet this time, it felt strangely comfortable. How could they not be worried?

Cheng Ziyan stood opposite Wang Yuan. She revealed an inscrutable smile, a blush appearing on her face as she looked at him, yet she dared not embrace him and shower him with questions like Situ Rong or Lu Kexin.

A grim, sickly glow emerged from his heart, darting rapidly beneath his skin before finally settling on his forehead, flickering, then extinguishing.

On his first night in Shanghai, Xi Chen did not go to experience the prosperity of the city, for he understood that beneath such prosperity lay even more decay.

Song Feng was truly at the end of his tether, but he could not risk the lives of his brothers. Facing so many people—and perhaps an even greater, unknown number—he decided not to clash head-on with this person.

Therefore, Liu Chiyan had told Ye Guang more than once: no matter what happens, you must never abandon me.

"Can't we take this opportunity to sneak into the city and find out the whereabouts of Teacher Xiao Feng?" Han Zhan could not help but be overjoyed.

"What I find strange is that even if there are no snakes in the grass of this forest, there should at least be a few insects! Why is it so clean? It looks as if it has been swept! Or perhaps something was lurking here and scared them all away..." Pu Xun whispered.

Xi Chen still wanted to search to see if any high-magnification scopes had been left behind or were extra.

Hog obediently handed over the berries, then led his kin, heads bowed, as they walked inside. Any hostile gaze would be easily detected. While the Dragon-kin were not top-tier in combat, they excelled in their balanced attributes, including their sensory perception.

In the following days, the spaceship *Flying Crab* continued its return journey to Planet Alpha. Su San, disguised as Minister Rebo, inspected the ship while waiting for an opportunity to seize the Tier 3 Evolution Fluid. However, once the fluid was refined, it was taken by that God-tier expert. After much consideration, Su San decided not to act rashly.

"It will not spread, and I guarantee you that even if it does, it will not reach the upper levels, nor will it implicate the Spear Bureau." Qi Lin pointed downward.

At this moment, the iron wall vibrated, and the sound of the war puppet's machinery grinding echoed from behind. Dan watched helplessly as the sturdy giant wall, bristling with thorn-like spears, pressed forward, and the Gray Centaurs let out angry roars.

The groomsmen had nothing to say, but the groom was generous and politely offered another large red envelope.

As for changes of clothes and undergarments, I buy them whenever I need them, so I have no luggage.

One fleeing and one pursuing—this game of hunting had not been played on the endless ocean of the Fifth Level of the Nine Abyss Divine Realm for many years.

At this moment, a deputy general, while escorting the captives, noticed Wu Xiu-ting standing still. He flew into a rage, brandishing his blood-stained weapon, and shouted sternly.

Life and death are common human experiences, the cycle of the Heavenly Way. Aside from natural death, other ends are determined by a split-second choice, greatly influenced by external circumstances. Looking at the soldiers lying on their beds, their eyes revealing either a desperate hunger for life or the sorrow of despair, the root of it all was inextricably linked to him.

Upon sensing it, the Demon Ancestor's complexion changed drastically, filled with horror and a trace of disbelief.

Su Qingyi leaned quietly against his chest. After a long while, she spoke slowly. She cupped Ji Yanci's face, her usually calm expression filled with the relief of having survived a disaster.

During the morning court session today, Prime Minister Liu noticed many people stealing glances at him, whispering to one another as if discussing him.

Su Qingyi’s mind had been a bit muddled; only after regaining her senses did she realize something was wrong, and she could not help but feel a bit regretful, as her words had sounded as if she were about to do something to him.