Chapter 120: The Struggle Over Jingzhao Prefecture

Shen Qian had been patient for many days and was already growing restless. Hearing Qian Zheng dare to contradict him, he glared, shouting angrily, "This is the Prime Minister's direct order! Who do you think you are to defy it?"

Xiong Hongzhi, the Governor of Shanzhou, and Du Yuanwu, the Governor of Daizhou, were both taken aback by Shen Qian’s words, as neither of them knew the true situation within the Jingzhao Prefecture.

At that moment, Leng Wuchen cast a look of approval at Leng Wuxuan. He knew he had not misjudged his seventh brother; although young, he possessed a composure that surpassed even Leng Wuli, and more importantly, he understood his heart better than anyone.

The sky suddenly cleared, and the sun peeked through. Pei Junhao wandered about like a headless fly, having searched every place and questioned everyone he could, yet he could find no clarity in his mind.

Their hatred was, in truth, rooted in their love for the Fourth and Fifth Masters. Thus, they could wish for their deaths, yet they never once considered being unfaithful.

Chen Qiang arrived on cue. Just as Pei Junhao finished giving his instructions, he received a call from his father, Pei Zhiqiang, and rushed back to the Pei family apartment, where he was informed that his wedding date had been set.

Poison Granny was, as always, more guarded than others. Since she intended to heal her wounds in Yunyang City, she naturally needed to grasp the situation there.

Li Ning knew he was not dreaming; he could clearly smell the unique fragrance of the soul-returning herb on the breeze.

Li Jizhu stopped abruptly. She did seem to be genuinely crying, though the tears were few. She stared blankly at Shen Chunhua, her expression complex.

Leng Wuchen did not return to the estate until evening. After finishing her dinner, Lin Hanxi reclined on a soft couch, eyes closed, lost in thought regarding the affairs of the Liuxiang Sect.

"My Lady, the Master said this must be delivered to you," Zhao Yang said, handing over the box.

His shout was abrupt, and before anyone could react, he had already spurred his horse and charged out at the forefront.

Representing the magistrate’s office, they governed the martial arts world, wielding immense power, yet they were simultaneously held in contempt by the heroes of the pugilistic world who refused to serve the imperial court.

Chu Aotian felt a sharp ache in his chest. He dragged his heavy feet toward her, step by step, and knelt before her.

Once Fatty Haji had restocked the supplies, the coalition forces officially began their journey back to the city of Coriano.

Seeing her in danger, I did not hesitate. I leaped and delivered a powerful kick to the ronin's chest. The force of my blow was so fierce that his body flew backward into the rear garden like a kite with a broken string.

"Yes!" The bailiffs of Yuegang, hearing the order, displayed immediate excitement, several of them already drawing their blades.

However, they failed to notice the deliberately stifled cry that rang out from within the tent at that very moment.

This meant that the men Zhu Wushuang had brought with her were chosen because they were reliable and exceptionally strong—at the very least, far more capable than the average soldier or ordinary person.

"Oh, if only it were dark right now," Lin Na said with regret. "If Li Yan cast a 'Flash Spell,' it would surely catch that Arthur off guard, and Li Yan could toy with him however he liked."

The days of carefree innocence ended at thirteen, as her master drifted further and further away. From then on, she smiled more often; she did not want anyone to see the sorrow, disappointment, and loneliness in her heart, so she chose only to smile.

The Luo family children were all born and raised within the family. Relying on the vast enterprises of the Luo clan, they rarely ventured out to gain experience. Accustomed to acting recklessly, they knew little of the world outside or the people within it.

Liu Lan was a woman of hard fate. After her husband died, she took his place working in the canteen. With three children to feed at home and a meager salary, the food rations were barely enough—what else could she do but take a little something extra home?