One Hundred Twenty-One: The Art of Persuasion (Part One and Two)

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This had a distinctly martial, wandering-world flavor. Pei Xiunian naturally would not refuse such goodwill, and he accepted the jade stone without hesitation.

From the way this Taoist nun had single-handedly beaten the mountain lord into severing its own tail and fleeing, it was clear that her cultivation was by no means ordinary.

That meant they had gained another trump card—one that would take everyone completely by surprise.

It was only when he recalled the words “Jade Cicada Palace,” mentioned by Ji Yuluan, that Pei Xiunian was startled.

Mo Huasheng considerately poured wine for Qiao Qing, occasionally murmuring a few words to her, and showed no intention of paying Yun Lan any attention.

Whatever the roots of the Azure Flood Dragon or the Black Flood Dragon might be, they had nothing to do with them. They still had to continue on their journey tomorrow.

They could clearly feel their damaged meridians and displaced internal organs being corrected and restored by a powerful force. Given a little more time, they would recover completely.

Filias was dressed in full armor as he watched Oulia mount his horse and lead the private troops of the various families out of the camp.

“Haha, kill me, and you will never know...” Blood stained Shu Tongliang’s ashen face, making his expression look utterly savage.

Chu Si shook her head. With a swift motion, she drew the long sword she had obtained and leveled its tip at Cui Xi. She tilted it slightly, and when the candlelight struck the blade, a chilling gleam shot toward Cui Xi.

Was she planning to place all the blame on her—the woman who was, in effect, already dead—while suppressing the West family and further tightening her grip over the legion, all the while publicizing the destruction of the Tajik Duchy’s two knightly orders to divert the attention of the people at home?

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No wonder the Super Group’s predecessor had announced its dissolution because it lacked funds. Indeed, if the people of the Super Group had always conducted themselves this way, then no matter how much money they possessed, they would eventually spend it all.

“I... I am Chu Si,” Chu Si answered softly and unconsciously. She was somewhat flustered and at a loss, a hazy light shining in her beautiful eyes.

Prince Consort Luo spotted the food box on the Eight Immortals table at a glance. He immediately had someone inspect it, and it was ultimately confirmed that the pastries were indeed poisoned.

The many physicians obediently lowered their heads, allowing Li Haodong to vent his fury upon them. All they hoped for was to leave alive.

Ever since the poetry gathering at Autumnwater Tower that day, Su Shi had known that his senior uncle was no respectable man. He had surely gone off to indulge in wine and women.

Although she seemed unconcerned with Yun Ai’s affairs, she had not relaxed for even a moment. With Wang Dahu and the others lending their invaluable assistance, it became much easier to set Yun Ai straight.

It was precisely because of this that Du Yuefeng’s character changed. Whether demon or monster, human or god, he came to believe that no one should be judged by identity or status, but rather by the beauty one could feel in the depths of one’s heart.

Xu Yu slowly opened her eyes. It was like awakening after a long, satisfying sleep, and yet also like being reborn after dying once.

Leaving aside the flesh and bones, the stone portion swiftly healed after Heng Yu cut a wound into it with a single stroke of his sword.

He was merely puzzled deep down: why had all his clothes suddenly ended up on the paintings and calligraphy?

Yet Angers had no interest in admiring the scenery at present. Leaning against the window, he watched Xu Yu.

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Su Shi even stepped forward and struck him twice more. What a bastard. He addressed Uncle Liu as “Uncle,” yet this useless dragon had dared to call him “Big Brother.” Wasn’t that taking advantage of him?

Under the black-and-white night-vision camera, Gu Yuan’s eyes gleamed with an eerie light, making him look quite terrifying.

The imperial eunuch envoy followed them as well. He had to see the place for himself, and would need to keep watch over it in the future so that he could return and report properly.

The foremost among the military commanders was the great general Guan Yu. Furious, Guan Yu spun around sharply, and his phoenix eyes suddenly shot two streaks of lightning straight at Jian Yong.

“Xuande, sit down. There is no need for ceremony.” After dismissing the attendants, Wang Yun personally brewed a cup of tea for Liu Bei.

As though sensing the contempt and anger in her sidelong glance, Mo Heng quietly listened to her scolding and waited for her to speak.

“Everyone, you have seen what there is to see. Will you stay as guests, or go in search of a place to cultivate?” Jun Ye said with a smile, gazing up into the air.

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