Chapter 50

"Give me the address!" Si Junhao said expressionlessly, though his eyes flashed with a firm and resolute light.

"Boss." With all cosmetics wiped clean, Duanxian actually looked somewhat aged. Yet, dressed in normal clothes, she appeared rather gentle and kind. In particular, the way she looked at him was full of unspoken words and profound gratitude, completely devoid of her previous sarcasm and mockery.

Never had he expected that this sacred-body divine sense had not yet entered the Big Dipper, and at this moment, even managed to launch a sneak attack on him.

Just as Jin Bin was mentally picturing the anti-aircraft artillery system right before him and pondering how to phrase his report to the North Korean leader, a question suddenly rang out by his ear. Without even thinking, Jin Bin answered off the cuff, but the moment the words left his mouth, instant regret washed over him.

Wei Renwu suddenly drew a tablet computer from his waist—a gadget he had been using quite frequently lately. He turned it on to reveal a map of Xi'an, showing one black dot moving across the map and another black dot remaining stationary.

Standing in the courtyard, Feng Yue looked up at the sky, feeling that Wei State's skies had rarely become so clear and bright, and for a moment, her mood lifted significantly.

Now that his descendants were crying out to him about their impoverished and difficult plight, no matter how principled the military armament commander was, he simply could not harden his heart.

Zhao Fanghua actually wanted to say that our flawed, domestically produced equipment was simply no match for theirs. But the words reached the tip of her tongue when she realized that saying such a thing at this very moment would be boosting the enemy's morale while undermining her own side's prestige, so she forcefully swallowed them back. However, the meaning she wanted to convey had already been thoroughly expressed.

Walking out of the Zhao Troupe, Dan Liancheng untied his horse, but showed no intention of mounting. Instead, he led the horse by the reins and walked slowly forward, with Yun Qixi quietly following by his side.

"Mr. Wei, do you really think that in an atmosphere like this, where even a mosquito would find it hard to fly in, a bomb could possibly be hidden here?" Yue Ming said with a pouting mouth.

Leveraging the momentum, Li Hongming delivered another kick straight to the man's chest. The man spat a mouthful of blood, flew backward for several meters, and slammed heavily against the armored vehicle's display screen.

Ke Xiangbao said with complete solemnity, as if Zhong Huiteng had slapped her with such a massive accusation that she needed to shake it off immediately.

The only reason Yin Sizhe returned to school for classes was entirely because of Su Li; otherwise, he would not have been willing to brave the bitter cold just to listen to a lecture.

Though he could not voice his thoughts aloud, his mind raced with wild guesses: Could Prince Yu's true intention be to drive Prince Luo away, which was why he spoke with such deliberate purpose? Why would he want Prince Luo to leave? Could it be that he did not want Prince Luo to stay here and disrupt his plans?

After snapping back to their senses, many members of the Phoenix Clan exchanged bewildered and astonished glances. Then, their expressions inevitably turned solemn. From this moment on, anyone who still regarded Wu Lei as an insignificant human being would truly be foolish beyond measure.

I looked at that tall, slender, and graceful back, feeling somewhat uneasy. What kind of person was this young master, really?

Besides, just look at what Su Li has been reduced to by this torment—skin and bones, pale-faced, looking utterly malnourished.

Fortunately, as they drew closer and closer to the center of the rune array, Wu Lei could feel a divine aura quietly emanating from the depths of the array—the legendary blood of the supreme primordial ancestors.

What he said was also true: I am fifteen years old this year, and it is indeed time for me to talk about marriage, yet not a single person has come to our door to propose. Wait, isn't that wrong? Aren't I the matchmaker myself? Do I still need someone else to propose for me?

Just as Ke Xiangbao stepped out of the car and heard the man drop that remark, she could not help rolling her eyes at him. When on earth had she ever seemed so useless in his eyes? Incapable of even driving a car?

"Those undergoing training are primarily the main regular troops, while the support personnel and dependents mostly perform tasks based on their masters' arrangements. Sometimes, regular soldiers are also assigned to oversee their training," Mu Wei explained to the princess and Gao Chong while leading them toward the camp.

At this moment, Daoist Huoyun had already returned to the stage. Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, he felt a bit embarrassed; the fireworks display had indeed lasted a tad too long.

"Seven and a half kilometers northeast of the incident site on the Guangdong-Guangxi Highway." Gu Jianyi's team had formed a mobile response force. After rescuing Shen Yingjie, they were dispatched to the location where Li Tianchou had fallen off the cliff. Currently, they were conducting a large-scale search for Li Tianchou's traces alongside local colleagues and armed police officers.

A moment later, the general opened his eyes, dropped to both knees, and chanted: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life. From this day forward, Carter is willing to follow Master through life and death, swearing never to betray you."

Su Yan had made it clear that there was nothing between them, that she did not like him, and that all her displays of goodwill were merely to enlist his help.

"Pardon me for asking, are there any vacant rooms for rent here?" Li Tianchou parroted the phrase he had just learned quite naturally.

"Let's all enter seclusion and meditate to recover for a while. The primordial energy here is so dense; if we don't seize every single second to cultivate, it would be an offense against heaven and earth, provoking the wrath of both gods and men," Xiao Que said, looking at the somewhat battered and even injured crowd present.

Zhong Lingyu had formed a preliminary idea in his mind. Although specific steps were not yet mapped out, at least he had a clear direction, and his mood consequently improved vastly.

"It's fine, Senior Sister. I haven't returned to Yunhu County for many years, and this trip is imperative." Qi Xuanhai would not let this opportunity slip by, because this was his only chance in years to return to the Qi family and see his mother—a chance he absolutely could not miss.

The soldiers around him were also grinning broadly. Hearing their boss's command, they immediately flew into action. Before long, a defeated troop of over a hundred men was assembled, chatting and laughing as they marched toward Xingyuan.

Actually, having an escort made little difference; it was simply that Yueyue Zhizi felt uneasy and had strongly insisted upon it.