36. There Is No Such Thing as Unmotivated Kindness
Little did they know that the days to come would hold many memories destined to last a lifetime.
"I am so sorry, Granny. I truly cannot remember, but please, do not worry; I shall leave after I rest for a while." Jiang Ruo sat on the edge of the bed as Madam Cao helped her, looking at the older woman with an apologetic gaze.
Madam Cao gazed steadily at the delicate and beautiful girl before her, then sighed. "At this point, what is there left to worry about? If you do not mind, child, you may stay here for the time being, or you are welcome to choose any place in our village to reside."
Xuzhou, situated north of the Huai River, might not possess the bustling glamour of Hangzhou, but it carried a profound weight. Thanks to its large population, its commerce and entertainment sectors were not far behind those of Hangzhou. The destination Xiao Ming had chosen, however, was a brothel known as the Fragrant Pavilion.
By now, one could easily guess that the foot of the other city walls were also deserted; all the remaining players had relocated to the ramparts to assist with the defense.
When Wang Yuetian heard the threatening tone in Xiong Hengsheng’s voice, a smile appeared abruptly on his otherwise icy face.
In the past, the surrounding five states had kept Li Xian so besieged that he had no time to ponder, but now that the threat of the five states had been lifted, the State of Great Qin’s national strength was in a phase of steady and gradual ascent.
Swiping his phone screen to unlock it again, Song Zhiyu opened the "Compose Message" menu, his fingers dancing rapidly to tap out a string of characters, then inputting Luo Haochen’s number and hitting send.
The captives taken in this battle were the perfect source of labor and drudgery, but to ensure they worked obediently, Xiao Ming had devised several other strategies. Coercing the Jin soldiers to defect and providing medical care to the wounded were among those methods.
Old Duke Borrot had not failed to consider his son’s marriage, but as one of the Electors, he held high status and immense power. While he was surrounded by sycophants and flatterers, there was not a single person who was truly sincere. He decided it was best to let his son handle the matter himself, choosing not to interfere.
As everyone knew, Su Yue remained in a coma, kept under the strict protection of her eighth brother. Few were permitted to visit her, let alone him.
After hearing Xu Dong’s account, the six seniors found it hard to believe, yet they could not deny the truth, for the living, breathing Xu Dong standing before them was the best proof. Subsequently, Guang Zhongzi described to them the tragic scene that had unfolded on Boundless Island all those years ago.
The soft, pleading voice, coupled with that pitiful expression, left Yun Xuan feeling helpless, yet a trace of tenderness welled up in his heart.
At that moment, the sound that Bian Yuanhang dreaded most resonated in his ears once again.
Because he had to pick someone up, Tang Luo chose a business sedan and departed the company, heading toward the airport.
Old Master Tang felt truly helpless, yet at the same time, his appreciation for Yun Xuan grew even deeper.
Qiu’er, meanwhile, lay in her hammock, filled with a mixture of excitement and wonder, longing for the sun to rise early so that after one more day of bustle, the ship could finally set sail. She wondered what the world out on the ocean would be like.
And at that very moment, were Ding Feng and Li Ming, the two founders of Nine-Thirty Network Technology Co., Ltd., not doing exactly these same meaningless things while reveling on Green Island?
"It’s ready to eat. Here, take this large piece." Just as I was staring intently at the roasted wolf leg over the campfire, having swallowed my saliva countless times, Leng Yue finally spoke, handing me a golden-brown roasted wolf leg as she addressed me.
The two of them pondered back and forth but could reach no conclusion, so they decided to attend the banquet that evening to see what Feng Shao was truly planning.
Just as I was caught in a daze, my heart jolting at San Pangzi’s words, a fierce, grating, and strange sound suddenly erupted from behind me.
Liu Yanxue took two steps back, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared fixedly at Gu Huaiyan. She stood in silence for a long time, clutching the hem of her garment, while Gu Huaiyan offered no explanation.
Xu Chen nodded in response, sizing up both of these disciples in violet robes. Although they shared the same cultivation level as Supremes, they felt more dangerous to Xu Chen than any other Supreme he had encountered; their strength was formidable.