The Feeling of Being Waited For

"Would I be afraid of her? Anyway, you must take people with you, or I won't feel at ease."

Sheng Xingye clung to her and refused to let go, leaving Yun Zhaozhao with no choice but to agree. "All right, all right, I get it. Go to sleep early yourself. I'm leaving, or I won't be able to make it back before dawn."

Though she promised to bring people along, Yun Zhaozhao didn't take a single soul.

She planned to use her storage space to completely empty out that subsidiary courtyard of the Marquis Qingguo's estate, which would certainly be inconvenient if she brought anyone with her.

After passing through the city gates, Yun Zhaozhao—

"No, there's a doctor here who's a friend of mine. He was the one who told me you were hospitalized..." The young man's voice trailed off as he spoke, his handsome face flushing red for some inexplicable reason.

"We are currently being besieged by twelve medium-sized gangs across several provinces in the southwest. Although the individual strength of these twelve gangs isn't very formidable on their own, they have now banded together into a tight rope, which is giving me a massive headache!" Guo Nianfei pinched the bridge of his nose.

According to what Qin Luo said, by some twist of fate, he had actually stumbled into the burial site of an expert who had attained at least the Saint Realm.

In truth, however, the personnel in the branch offices were by no means inferior to those at the headquarters. Some talented and capable individuals actually preferred to stay and work in the branches rather than go to the New York headquarters.

As soon as his voice fell, several military officers chimed in, "How can this be possible? The common people of Guangzong are unarmed and defenseless, lacking even the strength to truss a chicken. Without the imperial army, how could they possibly capture Guangzong?" Lu Zhi was speechless, his eyes fixed intently on Liu Fan.

The moment Rey set foot into the illusion, all the illusions vanished in an instant. Only "Gaia" remained, looking at Rey with a smile.

Though these assassins were utterly loyal and resolute to the death, refusing to speak a word, they could not withstand the torment of a systemic, maddening itch that plagued their entire bodies. In the end, all of them confessed, revealing that the Divine Dragon Demonic Monarch had already imparted all his immortal arts to the Tibetan soldiers and the citizens within the city, and that every single soldier and civilian in the city was determined to fight the imperial army to the death as one.

"Whether you believe me or not makes no difference to me. This matter concerns only you, and I can tell you how to climb up and how to obtain Ximu." At the mention of Ximu, she paused, and my heart seemed to skip a beat.

Zuo Zongtang reached out and picked up the heavy golden seal. Inspecting it closely, he saw sixteen characters engraved upon it: "Seal of the Left Strategist before the Tent of the Prince Yi of the Central Army of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom." Only then did Zuo Zongtang realize that "Yi" referring to righteousness was a mistake for "Yi" referring to the wing—Shi Dakai was Prince Yi of the Wing, not Prince Yi of Righteousness.

After inspecting the batch and seeing that all the eggs sank to the bottom of the water, she finally felt at ease. This proved they were all fresh, and it seemed the villagers of Qinghe Village were truly honest folk who didn't try to cheat people.

Yan Munian couldn't get through to either of their phones and paced anxiously back and forth. Just as he was about to fly into a rage, a commotion outside heralded Yan Jue escorting Yan You into the house.

Who knew how much time had passed when a faint rustling sound suddenly rang beside Mu Bai's ears, and a familiar aura assaulted his senses. Subconsciously, his eyes snapped open as he looked before him.

However, this was not the most important thing. The crucial part was that when he smashed the shop, he had offended someone he shouldn't have. Judging by the familiar way Ning Fan and Cheng Yi interacted, it was obvious their relationship was far from ordinary.

Driven mad, he still struggled to get up and fight me, but I fiercely kicked him on the chin.

Still, since she claimed the Strategist had sent her, the ghost that came to kill us tonight must have been dispatched by the Strategist.

Magistrate Zhang personally led the way for the Emperor, guiding the Emperor and Consort Yang, along with Prince Consort Li, Daoist Priest Xiao, Senior Imperial Physician He, He Changhai, and others, as they all arrived together at that tavern.

"Hey! Are you even listening to a word I said? I've already told you, there's no way you can complete this." Rou Ranyue was instantly ignited by Long Yichen's self-righteous tone, and she spoke with a lightly flushed face.

Years later, Yan You always remembered the last words the French gentleman said to her before he left.

"You cannot touch me. My surname is Zhao, and I belong to the Zhao family of the capital," Qian Han shouted. Since this young man was a cultivator, he naturally knew the formidable reputation of the capital's Zhao family.