Chapter 87: Ambition

Feng Xu was genuinely afraid that Huang Yunxuan would go on a rampage in the middle of the street.

“It is not that I am setting you up. For ordinary civilian use, the requirements are nowhere near that high. But since it is Zhang Daoran—if that fellow wants to try, then I rather want to see what he is really made of. And as for helping you take the company back, that is already all the kindness I can show.”

He looked at Huang Yunxuan and said this with great seriousness.

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Truth be told, Guo Lin really did notice the change in He Yixiang. She was becoming more and more beautiful, and faintly carried a trace of charm and seductive allure similar to Bai Bing’s, yet it was also completely different. Her beauty was uniquely her own.

The moment the rider’s arm reached toward the flagpole, another powerful hand had already seized the staff before him.

The Guo family was also preparing for the upcoming marriage contest. The upheaval in the Han state had left it badly weakened, which in turn had made the northern stronghold guarded by the Guo family army as impregnable as iron. Guo Yun also returned to Ever-Glorious City with Guo Yuhao and Guo Zhize.

Water Dragon Art.

Mu Yun gave a low cry and used the spell first. Water Dragon Art was originally nothing more than a low-tier technique, but when wielded by Mu Yun, it displayed truly astonishing momentum.

The four of them took their seats according to rank and courtesy. At first, Wang Xi kept insisting that Song Duanwu should sit in the seat of honor, but when Song Duanwu said that Wang Xi had once been his boss, and used the reason that the one who paid should take the seat of honor, Wang Xi finally stopped refusing.

Seeing her like that, everyone except He Yixiang had their mouths twitching hard.

Xiao Yan tried to use the Desert Devouring Rock Flame to scorch the magic crystal stone. The transparent crystal stone instantly turned jet black, and when the flames were withdrawn, the blackness turned transparent again. He could not tell whether it was some instinctive defensive reaction or simply the result of the flames raising the temperature.

Thus, when Xu Dedi did not mind revisiting the surging blood and fervor of his youth, Song Duanwu’s side was in fact left with only Zhou Yafu.

Hearing this, the founding emperor was greatly infuriated on the side, thinking it was a covert mockery of Empress Ma. After all, Empress Ma came from the Huaixi region and had unusually large feet.

The sword-forging diagram was doing its utmost to resist the nameless pressure here. Bai Chen could not free his hands; he still had to keep strengthening and replenishing the shattered long swords, while his divine sense was already running itself ragged, and he also had to control the current situation and keep moving along the right path.

Then the question arose: if a metal naga had its tail fiercely seized by a giant monster like the labyrinth behemoth, could it still break free?

Before the three monsters could even react, Isabella’s golden hair had transformed into both unyielding ropes and lethal weapons.

“Le’er, be good tonight and lie there waiting for me.” Rong Beilan suddenly leaned to her ear and murmured.

As for Jin Ling’er, after receiving guidance from Jiang Huo, an old hand at romance, she scampered back to her room in high spirits, removed all the gold and jade ornaments from her person, changed out of her fitted attire into plain white clothes, and applied a touch of rouge and powder.

“Indeed, that makes a lot of sense. Now I might be able to get Tang Xin to treat me to another meal, hahaha!” Ye Lengfeng said with a smile.

The surging black qi met the tongue-tip blood at last and found its nemesis, instantly hissing like water poured into hot oil. Wherever the blood struck, the black qi began to scatter and dissolve.

The blackness of the spear in her hand was unlike the black feathers of her true body. Instead, a layer of misty black substance clung to its surface, wrapping it into the shape of a spear about a foot and a half long.

Writing beautiful calligraphy on the blackboard, she was a left-hander. They say left-handed people are especially intelligent; no wonder she could even understand olympiad math.

Even if Martin taught Karna the whole set of reinforced-concrete methods and provided enough cement and rebar, she could still never build, as he imagined, a bridge across the Ricker River on the south bank of Ricker City, linking the north and south shores so that the Lopez family’s troops could cross directly to the far side of the north bank.

Hearing Rinon say that, everyone felt somewhat relieved. At this moment, Lei Xiu was also repeatedly thanking Kong Yu. If not for Kong Yu, his right hand would have been completely ruined.