Volume One, Chapter 89: Bad Luck

I Planned to Leave After Earning Enough Merit, but the Big Shots Started to Panic The cherished darling of the family 1150 words 2026-04-10 10:20:47

The fingertips of Zhao Yingying were trembling slightly, and her gaze at Su Tong was full of disbelief.

The people of the Immortal Realm thought that was reasonable. These two aside, they always detoured when they saw Kong Xuan and Yuquan; they would certainly never lay a hand on Wukong, so they believed they were innocent.

A shell fired from the Russian Navy Sixth Squadron second-class battleship Rurik 44 struck the Number Three gun position on the starboard side of the Qing Imperial Navy Fifth Squadron's Dingzhou with pinpoint accuracy. After the thunderous explosion, the gun emplacement was destroyed, and more than a dozen officers and men were blown to death on the spot.

He was almost certain that this matter had been done by Xia Chengyuan, but he still had no decisive evidence.

A ringtone sounded. Xia Fangyuan picked up her phone and, seeing the three words on the screen, immediately hung up without a second thought.

The man had already run off. Facing Hua Baiming, who wore a faintly cynical air, Wanqi Tao did not know why he merely shot him a hard glare and then let him go.

"No! I cannot accept this! Your government must compensate us for the losses of the Far Eastern Fleet!" Khassini rejected it sternly once more.

After breakfast, Gong Shaoxie went out. Since their routes did not match, Xia Fangyuan did not ask him to take her along.

At the thought of the tragic sight of Vladivostok, which he had painstakingly built, being utterly destroyed by the Qing Imperial Navy, General Akleyev was instantly overcome with fury, the veins at his temples bulging.

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his chest. When he stole a glance at Jun Linhe, that face had gone even darker. Then he turned a stern look upon me as well, as if rebuking me for the way I, as a mother, had raised my child.

At the very least, after Lin Lei changed direction, she could no longer control the energy greatsword to slash diagonally downward. She could only retreat and prepare to unleash the Storm of Chaos.

At the peak of her rage, she abruptly turned to grievance, and what had begun as a reasoned exchange turned into a reheating of old quarrels.

For this, Qin Dabao and Qin Eying both had no objections. In truth, they were anxious themselves. Before, family burdens had held them back; now that the weight of family responsibility was gone, their thoughts of finding a partner had naturally begun to stir.

"No need for help? Very well, then this servant will withdraw first." Wanxiang's answer was somewhat stiff. How terrible. The master must surely think my attitude is strange.

The other side clearly had not given up. They kept sending out moon-ticket red envelopes and were still putting up a stubborn resistance.

The road to the capital was anything but smooth. Public order everywhere was in chaos, bandits ran rampant, and an atmosphere of tension hung over everything.

In the past, Madam Su had been a palace attendant by Empress Dowager Xiao's side, thoroughly versed in the rules of the inner court and the most knowledgeable about etiquette. Of course, when disciplining others, she would not show the slightest mercy. Now that Madam Wen had spoken, she would naturally be strict with Shangguan Xiyue.

It is said that a three-year difference creates a generation gap; between them, the difference was eight years. That was not merely a gap, but a vast, impassable chasm.

"Your Highness loves plum blossoms for their quiet elegance and unearthly grace," Bai Muwan answered with a smile, her tone carrying a hidden implication.

But when she unleashed her Great Vajra Palm, Ouyang Sihai suddenly leapt up, vaulting over her head and charging straight toward the man in embroidered robes.

"I do not know." Yun Qing kept thinking, and then more questions came to mind, until even she could think no further.

Within Xiang Yang's view, one viperfish after another kept surging up from the deep sea in frantic haste, while those few tiger sharks, though still seemingly ferocious beyond measure, were already covered in wounds.

Recently, Zhao Zhen had been saying that line all the time, and it had clearly become his catchphrase. He repeated it once more, and even Chu Zhou laughed along.