Chapter 56: The Ministers: Even His Majesty Has Been Driven to Despair by the Young Master

Normally, his greatest delight was consuming human blood. Had it not been for the Wuhuan general's careful maintenance with rich food and nourishing diets, an ordinary person would have breathed their last within half a year of having hundreds of venomous insects burrowing into their body.

How does a merchant declare war on an armed syndicate? By smashing the head of the Earn Association President with gold coins? In short, as long as one does not interfere with Lorenzo's rise, one does not interfere with the Black Dragon; conversely, interfering with Lorenzo would provoke the Black Dragon.

"A common term in our Huaxia fantasy: the formation of a demonic core is gradually achieved through the long-term cultivation of a demonic beast, and it is also the lifeline of a demonic beast," he explained patiently, not daring to tell her too much. After all, this cultivation system was extremely complex, and the most crucial point was that he himself did not understand it thoroughly.

You were startled, subconsciously touching your face to confirm once again that it was indeed "Sandia."

Although he could have used various methods to save those dozens of gold coins, had he done so, he could forget about obtaining any useful information here.

Speaking of which, although Wu Mei'er and her companions had a substantial force, the western counties and prefectures were adjacent to the desert, and grain yields had never been high.

The second path was to enter the forest on the other side. But since the enemy could think of laying an ambush in the woods, they certainly wouldn't have set up traps on only one side. Entering the opposite forest would likely lead to an even greater ambush.

For a moment, nearly a thousand mechs, along with the laser cannons from the firing ports of numerous troop transport compartments, and countless alien warriors battling the Winged people in the void, all fired blindly and bombarded this region.

"No need, thank you!" Chu Yu offered no superfluous explanation, politely declining the business card handed over by the person, and walked about ten meters to the right to wait under the bus stop sign.

"It seems Liu Zhiqian is employing multiple strategies simultaneously. On one hand, he sends people to orchestrate a car accident to deal with me, and on the other, he dispatches agents to infiltrate my company to steal patented technology materials. He really can't wait anymore," Wu Huateng smiled secretly to himself.

Laos operates as an electoral nation, and its domestic military strength is less than a quarter of Phuchai's, with elite forces falling even further behind. Therefore, although this place belongs to Laos, sovereignty rests in Phuchai's hands.

"Third Brother, let's forget it. How about I give you a hug instead?" Ji Ran gently walked forward and gave Chen Zihao a light embrace.

Tang Yuyun did not wait for her mother to finish speaking before putting forward her own thoughts. She had no intention of continuing to manage the family business; from now on, she would live for herself and live as she pleased.

Ji Liao's heart stirred. Having searched long and in vain for Bai Zixu's whereabouts, he once again sensed his demonic seed.

"I did put this money in my pocket this morning. What does that prove? That I stole his money?" The middle-aged man was somewhat dazed. He didn't know whether this was a coincidence or something else; it was impossible. He had known long ago that this young man had no money on him.

"Having played games for so long, this is the first time I've seen a guy's naked body," Ji Ran recalled the events of that day and couldn't help laughing.

He said this because Ji Liao was still a great philanthropist; whenever he saw neighbors in the nearby streets experiencing difficulties, he would always reach out to help.

As for Wu Huateng himself, his brain domain development was currently at nine percent. If he took a primary spiritual potion, it could reach fourteen percent—a genius far surpassing Albert Einstein.

"Excuse me, please make way, don't block the path!" Liu Ming pulled a colleague along, reaching out to forcefully push apart the surrounding onlookers blocking the front.

Jun Moran was indifferent, yet not difficult to approach. As long as one was a beauty, interacting with him became quite easy. That was why Yan'er had made this choice.

"Don't look at me. The final decision in this matter lies with your imperial father," Zhu Song said, spreading his hands.

His aunt and uncle had claimed they were going on a business trip, keeping it from Dongcheng Wei. Now that Bai Xujia was safe and sound, they could finally set their minds at ease.

Just as Shi Xiangyun felt despair inside her sedan chair, she suddenly heard someone outside calling "Sister Yun," though it sounded indistinct.

As for the Demon Spirit Brigade and the Demon Spirit Patrol, to the shameless old rogue who had witnessed his own cavalry in combat, they were completely unworthy of notice.

The Strauss Piano Company was only twenty years old, making it still a very young entity in the realm of pianos. The mid-to-low-end pianos it dealt with were aimed at the general public.

Bai Xujia had no destination, wandering aimlessly and heading wherever seemed interesting. No matter what he saw, he would dig twice; even if it were just dirt, he would dig all the way along his path to see how it differed from the soil on his side and whether it had any other uses.

"This nephew's mission is to lead three hundred soldiers to hold all the crossroads of the estate as the second line of defense!" Zhu Youjiong wore a depressed expression, for he had no desire for such cleanup duties.

If it were an evil cult, the Hall of Combat would never allow its existence. Though the behaviors of those kneeling people seemed bizarre to outsiders, they felt it was entirely natural and righteous themselves.

Qin Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief. The people dispatched by the Liguang Sect this time were quite powerful; just the masked man in black who had briefly fought him earlier possessed a strength surpassing the King rank.

"No need." Lu Yunfei hadn't appeared, and Lin Muyao hadn't thought of a solution either. Turning on the television, she saw the situation at the scene. There was only one possibility—they were currently signing the contract. This was precisely Director Cao's objective, and Lin Muyao would not fall for it. Things had reached this point, and she had already prepared for the worst.

"Master, you cannot go. They really dare to cripple one of your hands," Zhang Tian said.

Regret was regret, but what had happened had already occurred, and no amount of regret could change it. I took a breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, and watched as villagers from all directions occasionally arrived here to ask other villagers what on earth was going on.

However, some members of the Wu clan were intoxicated by this victory, foolishly believing that the Wu clan's inherent strength was now on par with the demon clan. They were unwilling to yield this fertile "territory" of the Heavenly Court, wishing instead to keep it for themselves.