Chapter 45: Don’t Go Mad, Heavenly Dao!

Queridinha do Grupo aos Quatro Anos e Meio, mas Líder de uma Seita Imortal Você come cabeça de coelho? 1294 words 2026-08-04 07:12:52

This little creature truly seemed to possess a hint of wildness.
Its intent was clear: to scrounge for food and drink.
The words it spoke lacked any social grace, being simple and straightforward.
But seeing him look up with such pleading eyes, Xia Huanjiao was far from moved by kindness.
Instead, a playful urge stirred within her as she teased, "You think just calling me sister means I'll feed you?"
"What do you have to offer in exchange? You want to eat for free?"

Seeing the situation, Tang Gonglian realized that it was impossible to continue placating Cai Huilan. Since that was the case, it was better to fully protect Tang Yuer and her family.

"Qingqing, I’m sorry." Although he believed he had little fault in those matters, dragging Qingqing along to run errands and smile apologetically to others was something she had never endured before.

Due to SOFM’s influence, some of the Snake Team’s decisions were masked by their lineup. When it came to initiating battles, they saw no need to fuss over delicate economic exchanges.

Tang Zhengyang’s eyes flicked, instantly seizing the opportunity as he rushed to Cai Huilan’s side to steady her.

Naomi had indeed awakened a few minutes earlier. Because she was now conscious, this experience was infinitely clearer than the last time in the insect lair hell.

Thus, those who dared betray the Hidden Dragon need not fear the Hidden Dragon’s own hand. The other members who had suffered losses would rise spontaneously, their fury driving them to exact revenge and tear the traitor to shreds.

Usually, when bullied, they dared not speak out or resist, but that did not mean they resigned themselves to humiliation.

He Miaomiao was utterly speechless. She knew Shen Fengran was looking for trouble. Though Shen Fengran usually appeared upright, he clearly enjoyed stirring up chaos and disliked the idea of world peace.

She could not understand why anyone would bother farming within the city. The land was so expensive—wouldn’t cultivating crops there only lead to losses?

When Wenren Luan saw her expression and recalled how she had appeared upon meeting Qi Jin moments ago, understanding dawned on her.

These grudges would surely be avenged. Such matters were never easily resolved. Did anyone truly believe these problems could be settled so simply?

After a slew of tedious oaths, the ceremony finally concluded. Han Feng returned to his chambers, immediately shedding his coat, feeling as if he had just bathed.

How could this be such an easy matter? The old man had clearly oversimplified everything. Thinking this, the person before him spoke angrily.

Gu Jing had somehow already appeared by Su Yu’s side, with Karakara twisting and turning as it followed closely.

Peng Yue breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Though Li Yingyun’s life was indeed tragic, fortunately, his precious A Ying had not endured the same suffering as Li Yingyun himself.

Having slain thirteen giant bats, with his shield’s armor value halved, it was obvious Jiang Feng had celebrated prematurely.

The old man nodded, prepared to send him away. For some reason, as Chen Xuan watched the old man escort him off, he felt a deep reluctance and a profound sadness welling within.

Han Feng’s words stunned the officials. The enfeoffment system was a means to win hearts and minds. If Han Feng abandoned it now, unifying the other states in the future would become extremely difficult—requiring formidable military strength, which was currently beyond reach.

“I, your humble servant, have traveled through the northern barbarians and made many good friends there. One of them is now a personal servant to Crown Prince Su Meng. We even exchanged letters just a few days ago!” Saying this, he produced some letters from his bosom and handed them to Yan Linyu.

Murong Nuan spoke anxiously, still firmly gripping Su Hang’s wrist without releasing it.

Lu Fei knew Chen Yan all too well—a classic case of not rising early unless there was profit. Yet now he had somehow become a willing volunteer devoted to service, which was nearly impossible to believe.