Chapter 46: Don't Come to Our General's Residence to Cause Trouble

“Miss, it’s nearly dusk, yet there’s still no sign from the Princess’s residence. Could the Princess of Nan’an be going back on her word?” Jin Chui asked anxiously.

“Don’t worry, she won’t,” Yun Zhaozhao replied with conviction.

Even if the Princess of Nan’an intended to break her promise, I won’t give her the chance.

“Yun Zi, go inform Chuchu that tomorrow’s banquet will proceed as planned. There’s no need to worry about a lack of guests.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

For ordinary people to live a better life, wealth alone is insufficient; one must also have a certain reputation. Thus, Shi Rong chose the path many others had taken.

The sun, unseen from the outside, had now passed the late afternoon and was slowly sinking behind the distant hills.

In the time that followed, the four of them each took out their finest possessions and earnestly began their introductions.

Before the leader surnamed Mao could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a “slip”—his wooden staff was pushed aside.

Not far away, Yang Du was drinking with a business partner when he happened to catch sight of a drunken Xie Beicheng, surprise flickering in his eyes.

In truth, whenever ordinary poor folk faced danger or even trouble, the bearded hero, filled with justice and kindness, would always step forward to help without hesitation.

Before knowing what impact it might have if ordinary people suddenly possessed supernatural abilities, she must never reveal herself.

When the other party left without riding away, it was likely they came on foot and probably lived nearby.

After capturing Heping Pass, they had tried to dismantle the cannons on the fortifications but, despite immense effort, it proved impossible.

The wheels turned slowly as the carriage headed north, followed by a long flatbed cart, drawing the full attention of the townsfolk.

Only with a sufficient stockpile of provisions could he support his plan to raise an army to march south and conquer Ma Han and Chen Han.

Currently, the gun barrels were all smoothbore. Bullets were loaded from the muzzle, often failing to fit properly or leaving gaps so wide that the powder’s force escaped, preventing the projectile from traveling far.

The demon forms had clearly discerned Yang Ting’s intentions; some even made grimacing faces, trying to intimidate him into retreating. Yet, Yang Ting paid them no mind.

“General, you flatter me. Ziying merely echoes the wisdom of others!” Ziying said humbly. He had only reasoned backward from the historical tactics of Wang Jian’s campaign against Chu, deducing the motives behind Wang Jian’s actions. At most, he was a strategist after the fact.

That evening, Zhu Ming dined by the seaside with long-missed boatmen and merchants who had established strong ties with the Free City, engaging in lively conversation over local delicacies.

Upon arriving at Dongchang Prefecture, Zhu Ming’s first priority was to meet these people. Ordinary ones could be overlooked, but if even one or two showed promise, he would recruit them immediately.

The silent Qin general, the scattered bamboo slips on the palace floor—all signaled the Qin king’s fury. Seeing this, Ziying was convinced his suspicions were likely correct.

On the cold night, everyone wrapped in fur-lined cloaks and heavy coats, slightly intoxicated, returned to the mansion. Along the way, they encountered several patrolling soldiers. At the emperor’s feet, wandering the streets at night without a proper excuse could easily result in a beating.

“This is already the fourth star to appear; the quality of this elixir is quite remarkable,” many marveled. A pill displaying four stars signified excellent quality.

Now, with only fifty meters left to reach the summit, and with Lu Yin poised to become a transcendent saintly warrior, her thoughts shifted entirely.

Li Er came back to his senses and looked at Wei Zheng, who was weeping uncontrollably, moved by the rare display. This was likely the first time Li Er had seen Wei Zheng like this.

He paused briefly, then his expression changed drastically, as if recalling something important. Hastily, he turned the carriage around and sped off.

Wang Zhongcang smiled. The charitable foundation, if strictly audited financially, would not encounter major problems.

Han Yuan used a stick to stop the spinning top, then wrapped it around a whip. With a sharp flick, the top detached from the whip and began spinning on the ground.

Actually, no matter how much it hurt, there was never any regret. Licking the wounds you gave, one could still taste a hint of sweetness.

The master’s wife went to the Qingfang alone, wearing the clothes he had kept for last. If the master found out, Song Tuanzi would shudder violently.

Ten stones of force equals forty jun, or twelve hundred pounds—an immense power, though the required creative energy was equally formidable.

After two days of practice with uncertain results, you still flatter yourselves like this? Aren’t you afraid it’ll all be for nothing?

“Why did mother sleep in father’s room?” Suisui’s clever mind asked sharp questions that cut to the heart of the matter.

Yun Xi could not hear Xia Qing’s thoughts but explained seriously, “This card requires releasing ‘Demon Yao’ or ‘Shiranui’ extra monsters on the field to activate. This turn, neither side may special summon from hand, deck, or extra deck.”

Only someone able to effortlessly consume such sword intent could do so—it was far beyond the capability of ordinary true spirits.

A figure clad in a blue long robe entered an antique shop named Qinghe Zhai in the French Concession.

The four sacred sons immediately scattered like birds and beasts, losing even the courage to face Luo Fu again.

The music quickened, the notes falling like fine rain, weaving a vivid and richly colored painting.