Chapter 124: They All Miss You (First Installment)

At this time, although the Xiazhou garrison had put the chaos of the previous few days behind it, the atmosphere throughout the camp remained oppressively solemn.

The Jinmeng Kingdom’s attack had been the fiercest of the year. The garrison had lost many officers and soldiers, and most grievously, Battalion Commander You had suffered severe injuries in the battle and had nearly failed to pull through.

In recent years, it had been rare for a commander of Battalion Commander rank to be wounded, let alone so seriously.

Jiang Xiaoxing walked through the camp, his hawk-like eyes veiled in gloom.

“Yes, Your Majesty!” The Taotie warrior who had come to report placed one hand over his chest in salute, then turned and left.

The two exchanged a glance. Hearing footsteps and the sound of a door opening downstairs, they also climbed out through the window.

“Your Majesty, the communications office sent word that you have concluded the court assembly. General Pan Zhen therefore sent me to ask whether you have any instructions,” Lei Yan said with clasped fists.

It was said that one night he had even raised his head and howled at the moon, frightening Shen Qin in the neighboring courtyard so badly that she could not sleep the entire night.

Xiong Ying was deeply dejected by her master. When she saw her sister’s question, the obvious favoritism her master had shown flashed through her mind. A trace of jealousy flickered in her eyes, and she lowered her head in gloomy silence.

Eighteen Madam watched him spout such solemn nonsense. After thinking for a moment, she placed the sugar figurine shaped like Li Ziqi between her lips and winked at Li Ziqi.

She searched all through Chang’an, yet could not find a single suitable headpiece. Shen Yu’s initial delight had completely transformed into vexation.

Yan glanced left and right at the wary crowd and sighed helplessly. Spreading his wings, he flew toward Kaisha on the Sky Blade.

Suddenly, space rippled in the silent reaches of outer space, and a single-person spacecraft only a dozen or so meters long appeared out of thin air. It had an oval shape—or rather, it looked more like a gigantic incubation pod.

“Why have you all come?” Cheng Long asked in surprise. Why had all these people shown up, and how had they found out where he was?

After answering greetings along the way, Mu Yu finally reached the supervisor’s office and explained why he had come. After repeatedly declining the supervisor’s attempts to persuade him otherwise, he eventually went to the Human Resources Department and submitted his resignation. By the time he returned to his workstation to pack his things, everyone had learned that he was quitting and came over one after another to ask what had happened.

In any case, to Shang Xiufei, cultivating such delicious mushrooms was simply a way to make money for himself.

The simulation zone was, as its name suggested, the testing stage reached at the final phase of product development.

More precisely, the step of filling the blood and transforming it into qi was simply far too difficult. No one knew how many people had become stuck there.

Wang Ao and the others had come to give the Crown Prince his first lesson, and they had not yet left. Seeing the way Zhu Houzhao interacted with Zhang Zhou, so completely different from their own approach, they could not help taking a few extra looks.

“What a terrible smell! What on earth is this?” Mu Yu wiped some of the black sludge from his body and took a sniff. He nearly vomited, then hurried beneath the faucet to wash himself off.

The others watched eagerly as well. It was clearly only an egg, yet it had somehow been prepared in a manner so extravagant that they could not afford to eat it.

He stood there with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at him. Only then did Bai Nian’an realize what was happening.

After sunset that day, Kong Hongtai, who had been lingering in the capital, once again sought out Li Dongyang to plead his case, much to Li Dongyang’s exasperation.

Mao Yuning did not catch the implication in his words: he was blaming her for bringing Xi Yan back without informing him beforehand.

Besides, the higher authorities had already notified the Wang family. How could the Wang family possibly refuse to listen? Families like theirs were already among the most powerful in Huaxia. The authorities normally turned a blind eye to them and interfered as little as possible. So long as they did not go too far, no one would bother with them. But when the authorities personally issued a warning, that was another matter entirely.

Seeing Lin Tian charge toward him menacingly, Emperor Chun—whose soul power was already nearly depleted—did not dare receive the attack. He hurriedly retreated several steps. His superior-grade spiritual weapon had just been cleaved apart by Lin Tian’s treasured blade. If he took another strike, it would likely suffer the same fate as Emperor Jin’s spiritual weapon and shatter.