Volume One Chapter 62: Interrogation

Just as everyone was at a loss, Zhao Weijun’s figure appeared from outside and walked in.

“General Zhao, what brings you here?”

Old Jiang saw him and hurried over to greet him.

“Director Jiang, my men spotted a target approaching from the wilds. It looks very much like your people, so I came to notify you.”

“Our people?” Old Jiang was momentarily stunned, but quickly realized that Zhao must be referring to Jiang Xiaorou and Montage.

“Where are they now?” Yue Shan asked in delight.

“Five kilometers from the barrier line. They should be arriving soon,” Zhao Weijun replied with a smile.

“Let’s go and take a look,” said Old Jiang, hearing this...

Upon returning to Jinling, in response to many villagers from Zhou Family Village requesting to become retainers, Zhou Zixuan recruited two hundred young men as his private soldiers.

Almost from the time Ziyu City made its move, peerless geniuses from foreign lands began to strike one after another, without hesitation slaying the cultivators of Southern Continent.

Receiving the meaning Qimu Xiao intended to convey, Nan Xiao only felt more confused; he shook his head and said nothing.

He had thought it was just because the company business was too busy, but now it seemed that wasn’t the case at all.

Yet Ming Beiya didn’t notice this. He assumed Mo Shisheng had already climbed the stairs—surely a few steps wouldn’t make her angry. But when he set Mo Shisheng down at the table, he sensed something was amiss.

During her school days, she had studied cold-blooded creatures in depth, but seeing her in person was far more frightening than any video.

In the letter, Zhou Zixuan stated that the strategist was his own insider, who, upon discovery, was forced to take poison. To prevent the rebels from retaliating, he sent the strategist’s family out of Xuzhou City.

Primarily, Zhou Zixuan had instructed Luo Yongnan to recruit a batch of retainers in Fujian, so Luo Yongnan gathered a thousand men.

Seeing An Mingchen’s starkly different attitude toward Zhengzheng, though An Mingluo still wore a smile, her heart was bleeding.

Strictly speaking, He Gu and Chongzhen had both been thrust into their roles by fate with no choice. He Gu had read about crossing over to another world, but when it actually happened, he was utterly unprepared—otherwise, he would have brought truckloads of modern goods and medical supplies.

The Mo Dao Battalion mowed down the Tiger Ben Battalion like harvesting wheat, one shattered body after another falling by the Wei River. Armor soaked in blood, branching and trickling down like the dry twigs of winter, or like summer lightning.

As soon as the four entered, the stone door behind them flashed with a rune and closed of its own accord, appearing as before.

“Uncle...!” Hu Hai felt his mouth go dry, as if he had lost the ability to salivate.

Now Lin Qing understood—the combat ability of these people all came from himself. Fighting himself, as Zero said, if he won, that would be truly bizarre.

Although the New York Times still criticized Lin Han for certain things, it was clear that even a report bordering on an imperial edict had appeared. The impact of this game on the Times, and indeed America, was immense.

At that moment, a blurry figure flashed before the guards, shrouded in faint black mist. With a swift movement, he snatched a crimson key from a guard’s belt.

Tonight’s All-Star game was meant to spotlight Lin Han and Jordan’s third showdown of the season, but now, it had become all about whether Lin Han could achieve an All-Star Grand Slam. As the crowd chanted Lin Han and MVP, two players were left quite embarrassed.

“In any case, everything about Renli no longer concerns me, except for that younger sister...” Aizawa Miki smiled faintly.

Apparently, his earlier inquiries were correct—the premium Five-Light Elixir would only be available at auction. Still, it was a superior material, more reasonably priced than the mid-grade version he saw for two hundred thousand a bottle the previous day.

Time passed again. The appearance of plants seemed to mark a new era. Gradually, world after world split by color, form, and the laws of their respective realms, each birthed countless vegetation that was, in essence, the same.

No one dared say anything to Lady Yuanji, beloved and gentle wife of Yun Wuji, but Han Po had no such backing. Upon returning to Fengzhou, Han Po heard many unpleasant remarks.

Usually playful and self-centered, Man Qianyi was now utterly shocked, stumbling over his words.

The leader of the southern poison masters, upon hearing what the Devouring Tiger said, his expression instantly turned sinister and ruthless.

None of them had checked Weibo and hadn’t noticed that Su Zeyi’s fans were in uproar over his singing.

Baili Hongzhuang smiled softly. Back then, the old man in her family would bring in every sort of patient to improve her medical skills.

The Yuan family’s ancestors were founding heroes. Through generations, they made their mark in politics, military affairs, and more.

With more land, there was more room to operate. All kinds of raw material gardens emerged—beautiful and edible, truly serving two purposes at once.

The Lady of the Valley activated the killing formation, exhausting her life force. Before dying, she bore a child.

Everyone, still eager for more, wouldn’t let her leave, insisting it was still early and urging a few more rounds.

Just as Ai Mu was frantically shouting, Old Master Lu discovered problems within his own household.

“Brothers, Wild Spirit, away we go—Furious Evil Slash!” Black Demon Wild Spirit raised his two-handed great blade high, seemingly intending to end himself with such a skill.

“Here you go, Yanran, please tell the pig brother next to you to wipe his drool, would you? It’s just too disgusting.” After handing the ring to Yanran, I glanced at Ouyang Jue, still looking like a pig, and spoke to Yanran.

“I...” Wen Yulan was usually eloquent, but now she didn’t know what to say. Her face flushed, and someone stepped forward to tidy up and handed her a fresh cup of tea.

“I’ll have Dingdang pass word to Yu Gui. When you leave the palace, please visit Lord Zhang and inform him of the news.” The people of Spirit Island had special abilities, but few possessed strong offensive power. Mobilizing so many was merely precautionary. She did not wish to expose Spirit Island to the world just yet.

When the youth arrived, Granny Gui and Hua Yue exchanged a smile, dismissed everyone, allowing the siblings to speak freely.

“Shut up! Millicia isn’t cruel, you have no right to say such things. If I hear it again, I’ll kill you.” As Optimus Prime finished, Rogers turned, pointed at him, and began to threaten.

“The longing in your heart will only bring you more pain. Why persist?” Saint Mother Jinchi said to Yanwu.