Chapter 74: Night Raid (Requesting First Subscription!)

Marco sat on the ground, watching Ciulini direct the construction. At this moment, he had yet to realize that Leo had already set his sights on him.

He was merely curious about what Ciulini was up to.

“In my opinion, these people are just idle,” Marco said to his subordinate. “They must be bored out of their minds, building an extra wall outside the city. I have no idea what they’re trying to accomplish.”

“We’d best not ask too many questions. Only God knows what these people are up to,” said one of the men.

Afterward, the two rode their motorcycle for another stretch before they could faintly see Sunjia Valley nestled among the hills.

There, two burial mounds stood, emanating a supernatural aura that sent chills down their spines. The bodies of the butcher and the assassin lay in those mounds, the first two kings to fall into Li Hui’s hands.

He wasn’t worried about the thieves lurking nearby; what concerned him were other ninth-rank martial artists who had taken the Devouring Pill.

When He Meizhi returned home, she immediately called Qian Limin’s mother, recounting what had just happened.

From a distance, Gluttony approached, acting as if nothing mattered and exaggerating his jokes.

Gu Shaoan then took a seat at the computer desk, marking all the places in her speech draft that needed revision.

This time, Si Yihang didn’t refuse, and Wen Siyu took out her phone without prompting and began ordering food.

“Comrade Xu, I’m here. Let me introduce you—this is He Liangwei’s wife, Yao Lan,” Yao Qing said warmly, showing no airs despite being the deputy director of the textile mill.

Head Brother dared not make trouble, had to accept his misfortune, and since both sides were in reconciliation, the matter was treated as a regular disturbance.

“Speak, who are you really? Why did you come to me?” Wu Shuang turned toward the living room, took out two cups, poured hot water, and handed one over.

Zhang Ren and the others knew only part of the story. Meanwhile, Lü Bu gave Liu Bei an enormous favor, pushing him toward Liu Zhang, accelerating Liu Zhang’s dependence on Liu Bei, and hastening the inevitable rift for future arrangements.

Two minutes later, Bai Feng suddenly appeared at the scene, with several men following behind.

Luo Tianxi swept his long sleeves, drawing Ji Zixi, Lin Yun, Yue Weiwei, and Lone Jue close to him.

Was this a rebellion against fate? The human body has acupoints—this is common knowledge. The notion of breaking through acupoints is limited to fantasy; could such a thing truly happen in reality?

The young master of the Hu family remained arrogant, striding up to Yang You and poking his chest with a finger as he spoke.

Even the strongest outer disciple in the dojo, Zhou Tianzhi, dropped to his knees in an instant. What did they count for?

“To withstand this shot of mine, you’re no ordinary expert. If that’s all you’ve got, then I won’t play along anymore!” Mo Wen retracted his gun and stood tall, speaking calmly, his energy unimpaired by Li Siguan’s attacks.

Just then, darkness enveloped them; the Cloud-Splitting Leopard, having landed, snatched the luminous pearl from the ground in its jaws, plunging the cave into pitch blackness.

Thus, with the Grand Xia Dynasty and Northern Dongting holding two fronts, three remained. Though Mount Shu and the major Eastern sects had renowned names, their fighters were few. Moreover, Mount Shu’s inner turmoil had left no elders to descend the mountain, so their strength was sparse and barely sufficient for one front.

The Second Elder and the Soul of the Qin were blocked outside the barrier and couldn’t communicate. What external help was left?

After circulating his energy once, the fatigue vanished, though drowsiness lingered, and Liu Dingtian lay down in his clothes, instantly falling asleep.

Wei Cheng recalled the rumors circulating in the capital and, with some anxiety, asked, “Is Ma Sui truly the tutor to Prince Chu An? Now that he’s the Right Chancellor, might he secretly aid Chu An? Chu An is praised as a virtuous prince in the capital; he may pose a threat to the Crown Prince in the future.” Because of Anshou, Wei Cheng—and indeed the Wei family—were firmly in the Crown Prince’s camp.