(79) Wanting to watch me fall from the heights into the depths

Oh my, look at how sly little Black Fox is with words—
Instead of openly admitting enmity with the Bo family, he frames it as giving the officials a chance.
I’ve really learned something new!
Liuy Yi suddenly realized that, without knowing when, she had gained the confidence to show off.
Next time, she promised herself, she would also indulge in a little swagger and bravado.
The superior understood this logic just as well.
He had always considered himself quite steady, but unfortunately, his subordinates lacked courage—worse yet, whenever they retreated, they dragged him along with them.
He paced to the bedside and sat down slowly, his gaze drifting over her feet before finally meeting her eyes.
At that moment, Qi Qiqi was deep in conversation with her father, entirely unaware of the look Wan Puyang cast her way.
But Li Mo’s relationship with his own father, Li Zhipeng, was strained; sometimes, father and son could go ten or twenty days without exchanging a word.
Seeing this, Li Mo felt a jolt in his heart. Tang San’s intentions were clear as day—he meant to get Lin Xi drunk, so he could take advantage of her in her helpless state.
Whether it was the peerless Sword Immortal of Three Absolutes Heaven or the Sword God of the Nine Provinces, Huan Wen’s killing power had already surpassed what was known as the “Sealing Heaven Realm.”
Qi Ling’s figure suddenly began to glow, a pale green radiance, not the jet-black jade hue of the Venom of the Eight Desolations Scorpion.
Tonight, for once, Bai Ze did not cultivate. He lay in bed with Chen Yuanfang, the two of them chatting the whole night through.
Karl and several honey badgers also showed a gleam of delight in their eyes, each of them cheering Cao Da on.
Feng Hao’s hands were clenched tightly behind his back. As Yang Feng had said, this matter involved him, and if the Yang family was pushed too far and that old affair was exposed, it would spell disaster for him.
Wang the Stammerer never expected to be called on first. He sat there, momentarily at a loss for words.
Upon hearing Wang Chen’s command, Viniel, whose suspicions had been confirmed, breathed a sigh of relief and loudly responded to Wang Chen.
“Gather the troops at once. Bring enough weapons, ammunition, and rations for five days. Prepare to set out,” Zhao Wuji ordered.
I hurriedly let go of Ouyang Songrui’s hand. I’d just enjoyed the fight, but all that energy had come from Ouyang Songrui in the first place.
In the dead of night, if a chaotic army charged in, even a barely competent Yellow Turban force would struggle to hold them off—let alone the garrison stationed in the county seat, who had only just ravaged the place by day. With such scattered deployment, even rallying together would be a tremendous challenge!
Though Zhang Zhijie had arrested more than thirty officials in Zhejiang in one sweep, none were high-ranking figures like the Governor or the Three Departments’ envoys. But Fujian was different. As the Xia family’s stronghold, it was far more complicated than Zhejiang.
“Wu Qi, pull a battalion from your own troops. Also, I’m assigning you the Huaxia National Pursuit Division for unified command—your mission is to wipe out the Wolf Army’s lair. The Artillery Regiment will assign a battalion to assist you. Other units will temporarily cover your sector. Any questions?” said Zhao Wuji.
With so many people, never mind the mysterious, formidable swordsman in black—even reclaiming Qianshuang was now unrealistic. Qian Xunxue knew the situation was hopeless; with a feint of her whip, icy shadows flickered and crisscrossed, and she vanished, leaving the crowd behind.
However, as far as Wang Chen could sense, the opponent didn’t even register an energy fluctuation of [E] rank—there was no danger at all.
By the time all was said and done, it was well past midnight, and dawn was not far off. I weighed my options and decided to take advantage of the darkness to scout out the Miao village in the Great Wu Mountains, hoping to find He Wei.
Shanshan and Linlin could never have guessed Cang Yun’s true intentions. They were certain he would stand firmly behind Yuanmu; even if he refrained from interfering in the affairs of the Rakshasa tribe, he would at least be furious. Now, seeing Cang Yun grinning as if in great spirits, they assumed he had already found a way to secure Elder Yuanmu’s position, leaving them uncertain and torn.