Chapter 107: The Wedding Procession!

Provincial capital, the Meng family!

As one of the four great families of the provincial capital, the Meng family’s economic power and influence were tremendous!

At this moment, the Meng family’s descendants were all gathered in their ancestral mansion.

Each face wore an expression of puzzlement, as if uncertain about a particular matter.

Seated on the platform was an elderly lady.

The earlier items were ordinary antiques, but as the collection progressed, the prices rose, and the sense of history grew more profound.

Yun Tu gave a regretful smile to Yue Wuchen but didn’t linger; shortly after, the two disappeared from Yue Wuchen’s sight.

With this in mind, Cang Luocheng slowly descended the steps, took the reins from the guard, then mounted his horse and left.

Aaron deliberately stayed behind, using the patrol squad’s channels to verify matters with the academy’s relevant departments.

The second reason was that Cang Luocheng disliked dealing with officials and the scheming intrigues of the political arena, which he found tiresome. It was better to remain stationed in the army for years; though life was austere, it was comparatively free.

Meanwhile, another humanoid octopus followed the giant’s path, seemingly intent on confronting him. But just as it stepped out, the giant’s enormous head emerged from behind a crocodile dragon, indicating he hadn’t gone far but had circled around and quietly returned.

Seeing him staring intently at the jade bracelet on Old Bai’s hand, frowning, his gaze immediately sharpened and fixed on him.

“Nine-tailed fox demon, have you already recovered?” Otherwise, how could he have summoned the Black Underworld Divine Turtle?

Over a month passed. While delving into the intermediate Antelius stance deflection technique, Aaron suddenly felt a burning sensation in the knuckle of his middle finger.

“This is a segment of radio waves intercepted by one of our fleet’s electronic reconnaissance ships last Thursday, August 3rd. After filtering out the underwater background noise, a faint, intermittent, steady-tone radio signal was detected,” came a monotonous ticking through the computer speakers.

Wu Mengyue nodded lightly. She did not understand these matters, but Chu Jiang knew them all. Naturally, she would heed Chu Jiang’s words.

Next, Jin Qianzi sat cross-legged on the ground, fingers pinching, quietly chanting incantations with eyes tightly shut.

Jiang Yiyang, half-awake, sat up stretching lazily, “I... I’m coming...” Then he rose to open the door.

Seeing Gui Ziyu thrown into the lake, Li Xuedong was overjoyed. His spiritual sight and divine perception had indeed improved, even reaching the level of perceiving thoughts.

Yang Baobao cried out softly in pain. The producer immediately glared at her, pocketing the talisman. “I told you, you have to pretend to be possessed by a ghost now. If the audience sees you wearing a talisman around your neck, will this show even continue?”

Lin Dongbai was troubled by this. He disliked medicine but loved martial arts. He often practiced punching in the yard, but those were ordinary moves, hardly martial arts—just shallow boxing.

“Hehe...” Shy? No, just chills. Chen Qianqian would rather have Tuoba Lie be himself without needing to learn sweet talk from the internet. As long as it was him, that was enough.

“No one can avoid this word, so you could say all humans are vulgar unless you desire nothing. Yet we live contentedly in this mundane world, and that is the true unbearable vulgarity,” Liu Yifeng added.

After much contemplation, Li Su decided to dispatch a team of elite soldiers into the city while he led the main army to feign an assault on the city walls. While Li Jia and others focused on defense, the young men and the elite squad would take the opportunity to revolt, sow chaos, attack the city guards, and open the gates to welcome the Right Jinwu Guard’s main force.