Chapter 121: I Have Long Since Seen Through Your Bitchy Nature

Liu Shuangling remained inside the scripture practice room. The space was modest, no more than thirty square meters, furnished with a single table. Against the wall stood a bookshelf, holding sheets of paper and ink pens imbued with spiritual pressure—all spiritual artifacts from various renowned brands. She could choose whichever brand she wished.

If she ever felt restless, she could draw back the curtains and gaze through the floor-to-ceiling window at the exquisite garden outside, with its flower beds and fountains.

Tu Sanque did not seem to be speaking nonsense. He appeared to know the two great legions intimately. The tolling of the military bell was essentially a death sentence; Mo Qiang did not doubt it. But... did Tu Sanque not realize that the military bell was within the Asian Alliance’s territory?

Meanwhile, Weiguo led a squad swiftly to Tsinghua, launching another round of searches and arrests.

Watching the violently shaking camera, Xue Zhongyi’s face was etched with profound terror.

Some wished to protest, but Mo Qiang waved his hand, and Xu Qianjun and the others vanished. They swallowed their objections, reminded of their purpose there; angering their mentor was unwise.

“Impossible. Ziyang severed the head of that corpse demon. There’s no way that monster could have regrown a head.” Although Marshal San Shi could not comprehend it, he was certain this fiend before them was not the same one Chen Ziyang had slain—this corpse demon was wearing clothes.

He sought some command authority, but King Li refused to cede any ground. This time, they faced the demon clan; as a demon-slaying general, he had no need to share power. In contrast to their assault on Mount Ling, these two were completely opposed.

A sonic boom echoed as his body blurred into afterimages. In the next instant, he appeared before the Third Generation, brandishing a sword crackling with fierce energy, slashing toward the Third Generation’s neck.

The public opinion this time was far from favorable. They faced a grave crisis, and whether they could achieve a decisive victory depended on the morning’s news.

The impact from the frontal blow was not as exaggerated as expected; it was wholly bearable. To maintain balance, Lu Li embedded his feet firmly into the ground, remaining unmoved despite the force.

“I do not understand what the Empress Dowager means,” Feng Yufei shook his head. They ought to have known about his amnesia long ago; this was plainly a case of feigned ignorance. If they chose to play dumb, then they could not blame her.

Thinking of Benchi, Mu Jinxi’s mood lightened somewhat. The greatest happiness in her life was having Benchi as a true, dear friend.

Exiting Ouyang Hospital, Mo Ning spotted Ouyang Che standing beside the car, arms crossed, wearing a stern expression as he waited for her. A warm feeling blossomed within her heart.

Her emotions finally steadied. Turning away calmly, she crossed her arms, smiling with an air of detachment, looking down at Xuanyuan Xi.

The siblings spoke without concern for others’ ears. Hearing them, Xiahou Yubai sensed a deep bond between the two. Though a royal prince, he had never tasted sibling affection—only schemes and strife. Witnessing such genuine connection made him feel the trip worthwhile.

“I understand what you mean. Honestly, I feel indebted to Millicia. He clashed sharply with his father for my sake. Alas, I never imagined it would drive her to this,” Rogers wiped away tears helplessly, confiding in us.

After speaking, Li Lin began murmuring to herself, lost in thought.

The latter stood up, looking disheveled. She opened her mouth as if to speak but felt powerless to say anything. Instead, she glared at Mu Yi, then painfully took out her contribution card, watched Mu Yi deduct five thousand contribution points, and finally, carrying her card, she slunk away in defeat.