Volume 1, Chapter 59: Utterly Defeated

Meanwhile, at the Jiang residence in Jindu.

In her early years, Consort Jiang had enjoyed the Emperor's favor. Missing her family during those prosperous days, she had petitioned for a special grace, and the late Emperor had bestowed a residential estate upon the Jiang family, located a mere quarter-hour's journey from the imperial palace.

The Marchioness of Yunping looked at her daughter, who, upon learning the news that Cheng Xi was safe and sound, had first heaved a sigh of relief before immediately locking herself away in her room. Eager to comfort her, she came over.

"Why must you fixate on a single tree and hang yourself from it? There are plenty of talented young men in Jindu. That Li Zhian is simply not meant to be your true match, so let it go," the Marchioness sighed.

Hearing her mother's words, Jiang Miao's eyes turned red once again. She simply could not understand why Li Zhian had managed to find Cheng Xi, especially since on that day, when she had left with Yan Shengyu...

Hearing Ye Xing's voice, Yang Kexin's body trembled slightly. Rising from where she had been kneeling by my side, she paused for a moment before hurriedly walking toward the door.

The so-called rebel army was, in fact, composed of loyalists to the former king. Ever since Kate ascended the throne, they had remained in the shadows, constantly stirring up trouble for him.

"Me, me, me! Team Leader, count me in! I want to go fight the invaders!" Shao Yunfeng rushed up to Zhang Zheng, a wretched smile plastered across his face, as he cupped his hands and pleaded with a bow.

Putting down Zhu Yunxiu's phone, I hurriedly went to touch up my makeup, then searched my wardrobe for an outfit suitable for an evening out. After all, Zhu Yunxiu was a man of high social standing; I could not afford to look too shabby when accompanying him.

After I knocked, Lin Qicheng did not mention that I was from Zhuomei. He simply invited me inside, stepped back out, and closed the door behind us.

Maimai and Huangying, who had spent the entire night tidying up and organizing in their room, remained completely oblivious to the events that had transpired during the banquet.

Having guarded the royal purple Qi for many years, they were extremely familiar with these lethal formations. Over the centuries, no small number of Qi practitioners had perished within them, and not a single one had ever managed to escape. Yet an unkillable, stubborn rogue like Xu Wen was a first-time encounter.

The two arrived before a building, which served as the core of the city—the mayor's office.

Moreover, deep in my subconscious, I truly regarded him as my boss, and calling him "President Zhang" rolled smoothly off my tongue.

It seemed that sonic weapons inflicted far greater damage on magical treasures than on human bodies. The moment anyone summoned a magical treasure, it would instantly be pulverized by the sonic armaments. Eventually, no one dared to summon their treasures anymore; whenever they could no longer endure the pressure, they simply chose to surrender.

Lifting the tent flap, one could see torches blazing and figures flickering across the open ground outside. Several stalwart men, covered in the dust of a long campaign and caked in a mixture of sweat and dried blood, were clumsily carrying the unconscious Sanihada as they hurried toward the tent.

Before panic could truly set in, more than twenty crimson mists billowed into the air. The surrounding Tuojie soldiers watched as Lin Yin's left-hand soft sword spun like a flash of lightning; the first wave of Tuojie soldiers charging forward collapsed to the ground, none spared. Enraged by this, the enemy commander barked an order, and all the remaining soldiers surged forward together.

The rain had stopped. Though the sun had hidden away for days, the moment it broke through the clouds, it baked the earth, breathing a renewed vitality into all the living creatures beneath its gaze.

Left to her own devices, feelings of desolation and sorrow washed over Lin Yin. With a bitter laugh, she murmured, "Asking that man surnamed Yan for a couple of drivers and hands should not be a problem. You can go ahead with peace of mind." Ren Yue nodded.

A faint, exceptionally delicate smile still lingered on her lips, while her pitch-black eyes were filled with an unconcealable sorrow. Her gaze drifted past him to land upon Xiang Nan, who was playing on the lawn. Her voice remained pure and gentle, as though it might dissolve into the wind at any moment.

Lin Yin pondered for a long time, having no idea whom she was going to meet, and finally gave up guessing, asking someone to lead her to Ren Yue. Servants of Yan Zhuang had already bathed and dressed Ren Yue, changing her into a thin, white raw-silk robe. When Lin Yin entered the room, Ren Yue was staring blankly out the window.

Swish! Yuehai's troops pierced through Castro's forces with lightning speed, sending Castro tumbling against his command console from the shock of the explosions.

The battle lines were stretched far too thin, leaving no room for maneuver. Even if the Western Army was exceptionally mighty, the Western Xia battlefield had depleted too much of their strength. The soldiers were utterly exhausted, dragged straight to the Yanjing battlefield without a moment to rest and recuperate. How could such a war possibly be won?

Hua Yu's brow twitched. Rolling her eyes up toward the ceiling, she finally released her grip on Lu Xier's collar.

Before going to sleep last night, Jiang Rongyu had called the butler and instructed him to secure a few tickets for the weekend fan meet-and-greet.

"Village Chief! Something terrible has happened!" Cai Niu rushed over anxiously, accompanied by a strange man trailing behind him.

The area directly ahead, which had appeared completely normal just a moment ago, had somehow transformed into a vast expanse of chaotic darkness. Their vehicle's hood had already plunged into that gloom, and it looked as though it was about to be entirely swallowed up.

He brandished a rusted saber, stepping over the corpses of fallen soldiers as he advanced in giant strides. Then, with a fierce leap, he brought his heavy blade down in a vicious slash toward Bai Xuan and his companions.

"Master, were the words you used to praise me just now true?" Xu Yunyu looked at Gu Yin with a beaming smile.

Gu Meng panted heavily, feeling as though everything had been going against her lately, with both her career and personal life running into obstacles.

Furthermore, the safety of lithium batteries remained a major issue. Whether dealing with two-wheeled electric bikes or high-end new energy vehicles, accidents involving fires and explosions frequently surfaced on the internet.

On the way to the hospital, the doctor began transfusing blood into Zhang Jin. Because too much time had passed, blood scabs had already formed within the boy's hair, and the doctor inevitably touched his wounds while cleaning them up, causing the child to wail in agony. Gu Meng watched with a heavy heart full of worry.

Wen Ning felt that something was amiss, yet she could not quite pinpoint what was strange, so she simply nodded to indicate she would pay attention next time.

"Sister Ziqian, hello!" The person trailing behind seemed to still be gazing at the luxurious hospital room, or perhaps worrying about the medical bills, and thus failed to look closely at my face. Otherwise, I am certain he would not have mistaken my identity.

"I heard you snatched my fiancée. Is that true?" Men Guangyang's tiger-like eyes locked relentlessly onto Wang Ying, his tone reeking of arrogance, strongly suggesting a brawl would erupt at the slightest disagreement.

The gaze Xiao Pingzhong cast upon Consort Xiao no longer stirred the slightest ripple; his previous covetousness and madness seemed like nothing more than an illusion. At present, he resembled a patient, dormant wolf—greedy and infinitely patient.