Volume 1, Chapter 35: A Master of Military Strategy, the Enlightened Strategist Mao Yuanyi!

Who is this man? Why have I never seen him before? Why would he appear here, and why would he dare to mock the Emperor so brazenly? The ministers exchanged glances, filled with confusion, yet none dared to step forward to investigate. What if he were an assassin? To be an official, one must value one’s life above all else.

It was not just the ministers who were astonished; even the Imperial Guards near the man were shocked! When did this person arrive? When did he appear here? They had been patrolling with the utmost vigilance, yet they had noticed absolutely nothing! The guards braced themselves, their eyes locked on the man in the white robe, fearing he might suddenly strike. Zhu Youjian furrowed his brows, his gaze piercing as he stared at...

Li An thought to himself that he had snapped both of their arms clean off, not merely dislocated them.

By May, the hottest days of the year had arrived. Before dawn, the air was already stifling. That evening, after dinner, the four siblings sat on the kang chatting, planning how to prepare the gifts for the May Festival. This year, Xu Miao intended to make more zongzi, as the children loved them and it only happened once a year.

"I don't want to hear your excuses. What is the point of you arranging for Future Star to reach the finals? Can they really beat the Real Madrid B team?" Titch appeared even more furious.

Jiang Chuchu firmly refused. Whether she was truly reluctant to part with Mizuno Yui or merely using this to test Li Wei’s resolve, she insisted that Mizuno Yui live with them.

It must be said that although Lin Tai’s actions had done little to stabilize the morale of the troops, they had effectively lightened the burden on Xiao Yi’s shoulders. Even the naval officers from other countries, who had just been mocking the Beiyang Fleet, gradually ceased their jeering and pointing, becoming more somber.

Steward Ma pushed away the delicate hand offering him a grape, half-reclining on his silk couch, and said impatiently.

Li An arrived at the reception desk and stated that since he didn't want to keep running back after every match, he would simply register for everything at once.

It was already late, and Xue Ziqing had not yet returned. Even the usually composed Xue Zhengtan found it difficult to sit still.

As soon as the match ended, several Italian media outlets updated their electronic reports with the results.

If Chen Mu were an ordinary soul cultivator born in the Profound Spirit Realm who had cultivated his way to the level of a Dao Lord, then he would indeed have to take action against the Master of the Profound Spirit Realm.

After a while, even the sergeant, unable to bear the atmosphere, took the initiative to start a conversation.

Was this because it saw the lava beast vomiting magma fire and assumed I was with the beast tamers who were attacking it?

This place was clearly off-limits to outsiders. Given the time, the stranger’s age and demeanor, and the fact that he had accurately stated her name, there was no doubt he was the breeding academy instructor sent specifically to "serve" her.

Wasn't the purpose of his pleading for the people to see their simple, smiling faces?

The Ling family patriarch patted Ling Luoxue’s shoulder with a profound look, then turned and sauntered away.

He was the master of all living things, his every word absolute and inviolable. Whatever he sought, he obtained. If the heavens opposed him, he would destroy the heavens; if gods stood in his way, he would slay gods; if Buddhas blocked him, he would strike down Buddhas. No one could hinder his will, not even a supreme being.

Xiao Family Manor was well-known in the martial arts world, as the great hero of the Wei River, Xiao Zhenfen, was its master. The Seven-Star Treasure Blade in his hand shook the world and struck fear into the hearts of the pugilistic circles.

Wei Jing seemed to notice Chen Mu’s gaze and, while continuing to study the map, said something.

After reading the contents of the letter, Wang Yangming let out a cry of shock, causing Jiang Ziya, Yu the Great, and the others to tremble.

Seeing the mockery and laughter online, Yin Yi didn't take it to heart, but one fan’s comment made her smile.

Even if the Saint Son of Penglai did not achieve a high final ranking, the fact that he was the first to leave his name was enough to shock the world.

"What new problem?" Zhong Nan was an excellent listener, picking up on Shopkeeper Miao’s words at just the right moment.

The Empress Dowager had scolded the Empress a few days prior, leading to a quarrel between the Emperor and his mother. Not daring to provoke anyone at Changxin Palace, the Empress waited outside for Shi Hui to emerge.

From then on, she viewed the two of them with suspicion; even the smallest details seemed strange. Unfortunately, before she could uncover more, the assassination occurred.

The YG program was a massive hit. After six episodes, it had built a solid audience, with each episode reaching new heights. Yin Yi was indispensable; she was the undisputed center of attention.

Yan Xi lowered her eyes and took her phone from her clutch, intending to repay Qin Zheng, but when she pressed the buttons, she realized the battery was dead.

An Qi’s martial arts were indeed impressive. Yang Qian clung to her, hands gripping her shoulders tightly, and in no time, they were standing steadily atop the Star-Gazing Platform.

No matter the principle behind the deadly poison of the Heavenly Immortal Heartbreak Grass, it would eventually dissipate in the face of pure vitality.

"I knew you would agree. Hehe, have you missed me during this time?" Zhan Liuyun laughed and kissed Hu Li on the cheek.

The two sniper points echoed one another. The Zhou army had been tricked, but the ambushers did not fire. Not firing meant the person must have fallen asleep.

Even without weapons, this behemoth could scare people to death with its sheer size alone. The aura radiating from its body spread outward like crescent-shaped blades, slicing through the surrounding void and making the creature appear even more ethereal.

The Ethereal Hall, the greatest hall of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, was the residence of the successive Holy Lords and the many elders. It was founded by the first ancestor of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion.

Katarina merely claimed she had studied ancient martial arts and reached the level of an A-rank fighter, brushing it off. If Liu Mei knew that Katarina was the fifteenth-ranked genius assassin on the world killer leaderboard, one wonders what her expression would be.

Jess trembled, sensing a cold chill creeping up his heels. The sensation was familiar; it was the illusion he used to get when their leader was enraged—a cold, pure killing intent.