Chapter 109: The Ambition of the Governor of Chaozhou

Lady Dai smiled and said, “Little sister understands the reasoning behind it and no longer blames her elder sister, right?”

Lady Lan, holding Lady Dai’s hand, replied shyly, “I was rash just now. Please forgive your sister.”

Lady Dai laughed softly, “The Emperor is not as before. From now on, we sisters must never cause any trouble in front of His Majesty.”

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Seeing Chen Jiajun’s recent transaction record and recalling his plan to invest two hundred million US dollars in Japanese yen, Shao Anna immediately fell into deep thought.

On the road, he avoided rough patches as much as possible to prevent jostling that might upset the boss in the back seat.

Fan Min, courtesy name Shengda, from Liang County in Henan, once served as an official in Yizhou. During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, he moved his entire family into Shu, settling in Lushan and becoming a local warlord. Liu Yan placed great trust in him.

When he turned his head, he was surprised to find his eldest cousin staring at him intently, the meaning behind that gaze unmistakable.

The Sacred Body of the Human Race is the result of continuous refinement of human bloodlines. The Celestial Divine Body, achieved through the Sacred Body, represents the purest lineage and power of the human race.

Cang Yaozu sometimes pondered that after Sun Jian eliminated Wang Rui and took control of most of Jingzhou south of Nanyang, he would have become a formidable feudal lord. Unfortunately, Sun Jian could not ignore the summons of his old superior; Zhang Wen and Zhu Jun were waiting in Luoyang for him to punish the traitor Dong Zhuo.

Although seated in the main hall, every dish on the table before Chen Jiajun and Ye Lan was carefully prepared by the finest chefs here.

Lin Yuanyuan once again thought of the sunflower seeds snatched by Zhou Zheng. Clutching them by their shells, she made it clear with her actions that a foodie’s right to snacks must not be violated.

Cang Yaozu truly piqued his curiosity. He wanted to see whether the governance strategies planned by Cang Yaozu would succeed.

In truth, how could such phenomena only appear in Korea? Surely they must be happening in many places. Tang Feng did not know the reason, nor did he wish to know, for even if he understood, he could not change it.

Perhaps that was why, when Fire Red heard the sound of pebbles on Laughing Shura’s hand, she could pinpoint her exact location. Li Tianqi, worried that the man in the straw hat might return, hurriedly secured the straw necklace close to his body.

At this moment, Huang Jie was held on the bed by Mo Fan, who barely controlled her trembling body. Huang Jie seemed to recognize Mo Fan and implored him to end her life.

“If something happens to me, surely the Zhang family will also choose a child, right?” Zhao Qiaozhen thought.

“They’ll arrive in a few minutes?” Xiao Yunfei seemed ready to face them head-on here.

The death of their comrade clearly ignited even fiercer fighting spirit in the other two. When their weapons clashed in a pincer attack, the strike pierced only Tang Feng’s illusion.

Though aged, the old man beneath remained robust. He ripped off Wu Jie’s towel and lunged forward with vigor. Soon, enticing sounds of heavy breathing and screams echoed from the room.

“With such a dedicated and hardworking employee like you, this press conference will surely meet expectations!” Xiao Yunfei said with a smile.

“I’ll teach you the skills and help you seek revenge. Go on,” Dream Master threw a bag of gold and silver toward Li Tianqi.

This was the man the princess favored—no matter what, he was no pushover. It would be utterly shameful if he lost so easily.

A wave of sorrow suddenly surged through her mind. She didn’t know why these bad emotions arose—could something have happened to Yuxuan? No, no, she should be in class at school now. Could there be trouble at home?

Everything else done was merely the fire warming her hands; beyond that, I have nothing more to say.

“Though I am not as inhuman as that Iron Bull fellow, I, Shi Niu, also owe you great gratitude. Before you can lose me, I will never fall before you, my lord,” Cai Xu thought, gazing at Shi Niu with resolve.