Volume 1, Chapter 60: The Duke of the State is Not Gu Han's Biological Father

The midday sun beat down directly outside the window.

Qingluan hovered outside the door for a long while, ultimately lacking the courage to barge in unsummoned.

Stealthily, she fetched a carrier pigeon, wrote a note, and released it to fly into the inner chamber.

Princess Changning was a light sleeper. Suddenly feeling a gentle brush against her cheek, she blinked open her eyes to see the carrier pigeon perched right beside her ear.

Sighing, she reached out, caught the bird, and unrolled the note.

Realizing that Luo Cheng was firmly bent on taking his life, the usually boorish and arrogant Young Master Shi abruptly stopped wailing at that moment, a vicious and sinister expression washing over his face. Just as the sword tip drew near, he thrust out a hand, flicking a brilliant golden pill from his sleeve and swallowing it on the spot in one fluid motion.

Those three rabbits were no ordinary creatures; they were Phantom Moon Rabbits, a species of lunar-attuned spirit beasts capable of confounding human minds.

Ma Jiang was startled. He frantically reached for the heavy iron spear resting horizontally across his saddle, but before his left hand could even touch the shaft, his iron helmet was blown clean off by a projectile. Staring hard, he saw Zhang Bao holding a hand crossbow in his left hand, aiming squarely at the bridge of his nose.

Faced with Xingmeng's threat, Number Five instantly shut his mouth. He owed his self-awareness entirely to Xingmeng, and he had no desire to regress to the old path of an ordinary, highly intelligent auxiliary combat system.

He held Er Luzhi tightly in a desperate embrace, then transformed into a jade-boned, bewitching tree, wrapping around her lifeless body.

"Is he a newly promoted general under Wanyan Sheng?" Nearby, Gao Chong casually echoed the question while holding a pair of binoculars.

A sudden pang of terror gripped Mai Zi's heart. To have her hand touched and chin pinched by another man in front of the young master she adored—what would the young master think of her? Right now, this felt nothing short of humiliation; the young master might cast her aside entirely because of this incident.

The path beneath your feet is yours to walk, and all others can do is offer a word or two of warning from the sidelines. If you refuse to listen, then your misfortune is entirely your own fault, and you cannot blame anyone else for paying no heed to whether you live or die.

Especially as Lu Yun, the Second Prince of the East Land's Bauhinia Kingdom—once Lu Yun were to die on the枢区 defense line, that same East Land monarch who had fought against the Jiaze Dragon King for decades would undoubtedly be consumed with fury.

At close range, the formidable firepower of the shotgun blew the head of the lunging monster to smithereens. By the illumination of a glow stick from outside the doorway, Lu Yu could clearly make out the beast's appearance.

"I remember there's a translation software in the communicator. If I'd only known, I should have finished translating it before handing it back."

This was a massive eye-opener for Old Ye, who had never witnessed other capital cities before, and it even sparked in him the ambition to visit other capitals in person for field investigations.

This was not the first time. He had successively groomed several high-ranking officials, only for them all to share the same ultimate fate: being transferred away from the capital and far from the center of power.

Netizens who recorded the live stream believed that joy shared is joy doubled, and they immediately uploaded the animated GIF of Su Qian changing seats onto the internet.

After letting go, he wiped his hands on his trousers, muttered a curse under his breath, and pushed the door open to grope his way into the darkness.

"Father, rest assured. Once I go to Tianqi City, I will take good care of Jian Yi." After discussing when they would set off for Tianqi City, Li Xinyue promised with a smile.

"Swords are divided into four grades: the first grade, High Mountain, is the lowest; the second grade, Vast Sea, is next; and the third grade is Cloud Firmament. That third grade, Cloud Firmament, is the absolute pinnacle that the vast majority of sword smiths in this world can ever hope to achieve!" Li Xinyue said slowly, gazing at the sword whose blade possessed a seductive, blood-like hue.

He felt as though he had clearly mastered an extraordinary skill, yet because of his own low level, he was leaving a bright pearl covered in dust.

Broken pipes, severed lines, and leaking roofs were everyday occurrences here, not to mention the utterly wretched soundproofing.

Black Tiger was on the verge of tears. He wouldn't dare draw a sword in front of Chu Feng even if he were given a hundred lives of courage, unless he had a death wish.

Seeing his family look at him with such worried expressions, Tuoba Tuo felt a sharp ache in his heart, yet he forced himself to wear a cheerful face despite his profound grief.

"That is why Grand Patriarch Heishan did not kill you, but spared your life instead. You have never killed anyone, nor have you ever done anything heinous. Do you know what the Grand Patriarch admires most about you? It is your kindness. To retain such a trait in a place like the Refugee City is already a rare and precious thing."