Chapter Sixty-Nine: Reluctance and Evasion

Back during the Third Great War, the two people the Hidden Sand feared most on the battlefield were Tsunade and Yan Uchiha. Though Yan Uchiha’s strength was not exceptional at the time, his mastery of medical ninjutsu, superhuman strength, and possession of the Flying Thunder God and Rasengan made him a true nemesis to puppet masters.

“Sigh! Your grandson truly has a connection with Felice. From what I know, during the Stormwind period, Felice spent several nights at his home.”

Ye Qingli kept a close watch on Yun Mo, and seeing Yun Mo bleeding profusely, grew anxious, calling out at once.

Yesterday, a few maids serving before the throne spoke slanderously about the Empress behind her back. The Emperor ordered their execution by caning right in the courtyard of the side hall of the Palace of Manifest Virtue. The blood that seeped into the tiles still hasn’t been scrubbed clean.

“I just happen to think it’s not so bad this way.” That was precisely why Spring Tiger answered as he did. The bravado in Winter’s voice carried a faint tremor, which Spring Tiger did not fail to notice.

Xia Duo was startled, rushing over in a flash. “You mustn’t use the dark powers, something bad will happen! What are you trying to do?” He reached for her wrist, but she evaded him.

Chaos Domain formed city-states where humans gathered, yet in distant regions, primitive tribes still persisted. The Bu Zhou clan arrived at this tribal settlement not for the nearby cave—Piliven Cave.

Yun Mo coughed several times before swallowing the red bean pastry in his mouth. Murong Ningfeng, utterly confused, wondered what was happening.

The value of the Operation Fruit was certainly enough to make Doflamingo play the emotional card. This time, because Verg was directly captured by An Yi, who also specifically entrusted Rosinante with some matters, Rosinante had no qualms about delaying things.

Murong Ping scolded Tang Han for not buying a gift for Zhao Guiqin, but since nothing had been bought, that was that.

The reason for such actions was simple: it was mainly to lull Sister Pomegranate into lowering her guard, so he could find an opportunity to make his move.

Cheng Ran nodded, following behind Xiong Hao. Xiong Lu and Lu Ze kept close, descending the platform together.

Du Zi Qian and Tiger Brother returned to Wanxing Hall. After thorough searching and questioning, they finally apprehended all the remaining members of Wanxing Hall.

He was well aware of Wang Mo’s performance in the campaign, yet Guo Tianxiang’s enthusiastic recommendation still took him by surprise.

A streak of crimson flashed in Xing Haodong’s eyes, murderous intent erupting. He kicked out sharply, leveraged his momentum, and leaped to tackle another thug to the ground.

I’m certain none of them want the real Ye Yingfeng to be found, so their pact is as fragile as paper. With the right maneuvering, not only could their alliance be shattered, but they might even reveal their hidden cards for a deadly showdown.

The dry-fried pork intestines were chewy and spicy, whetting the appetite. The best was the marinated intestine segment—juicy, its aroma mingled with a spicy bite, lingering deliciously.

Cheng Dequan led a squad toward the main hall, appearing calm and collected. But when he reached the doorway and saw the scene inside, his composure faltered, breathing quickened, panic flashing in his eyes.

Perhaps in another parallel timeline, Wang Ergou would have met Cai’er first, and their fate might have turned out differently.

Spring winds brushed over Ma Yue City. That year in the capital, every blade of grass shone, willows green and peaches pink, spring lingering longer than usual.

With their powerful connections and a deputy minister’s post, no one dared question them. There was no need to offend this gilded young master for no reason—who knows, perhaps a chance for favor may arise in the future.

They never expected that dining here required a VIP card, which was beyond their imagination.

Though most spectators on the sidelines were unfamiliar with the intricacies, they came for the excitement. Yet, recognizing the strange chess match was at its climax, all fell silent, watching with bated breath.

They were only delayed by other matters, unable to advance westward. Given the current situation, another kind of invasion had long begun. Even kin on the Western Continent brandished swords against each other—how could one expect the distant, foreign races across the Daitheret Sea to show any mercy?

He didn’t care. If Nan Nan truly revealed timidity and confusion, he would look down on her even more, eager to crush her.

Since victory was out of reach, the only option was to stall, to buy everyone a moment of respite.

The bandits of Lingchuan burst into hearty laughter, seeming to have cast aside thoughts of life and death, paying no heed to the peril before them.

Mo Ye, observing the two searching near the stone cave, suddenly realized their target was clearly himself. In such a place, the aura of the living is nearly impossible to conceal.

One must admit, this Blackstone Hall is ancient and dilapidated—standing atop it feels like stepping into the stream of history itself.

In such an entertainment-starved environment, the arena naturally became one of the most important activities for the entire populace, and whether a city had an arena became a key indicator of its prosperity.

“I always feel like you have something on your mind. You never seem happy when we meet. Is there anything troubling you? Would you care to tell me? If you’d rather not, that’s fine—I’ll only ask this once.” Zhou Xi considered that others’ private matters might not necessarily be shared.

Standing proud and solitary, from afar it resembled a sword piercing the heavens, shattering the firmament with its defiant majesty.

At this moment, she knew clearly that even if she wished to follow He Zhi Yu, it would be impossible, and in any case, she would only be a hindrance if she did.