Chapter 76: Bittersweet!

Chen Fan chuckled and followed Zhang Hong into the gymnasium.

Getting inside was all that mattered.

He couldn’t care less what those who had just laughed at him were thinking now.

In any case, it must be pretty uncomfortable for them, right?

They must be stunned—while he had gone in, they were still left standing outside.

Zhang Hong appeared to be close to forty, exuding the allure of a mature woman.

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Of course, there were also some people similar to Zhang Chao—who owned cars but hadn’t driven them today. If one put it that way, his classmates were doing alright; life wasn’t too bad, after all, none of them were over thirty yet.

Anita caught sight of Invincible and broke into a smile before saying a word, drawing the attention of quite a few people nearby. But when they saw it was Anita, almost everyone turned away in unison. The title “Violent Killer” had become familiar to all these days, and almost always it was linked with Wind Wood.

“Liar! Liar! Rain-making devices? What utter nonsense! Since when could rain-making devices be launched into space and destroy our spy satellites? David, how is the recovery of the satellite debris in orbit going?” the base commander demanded.

“Hmph—” The long, drawn-out grunt came from a general with a broad, rough face and a particularly large nose. This was Chen Qi, one half of the duo known as the Grunting Generals, whose habitual breathing would often produce just such a sound.

Su Hu, upon hearing this, flew into a rage. “If it were another regional lord, perhaps we could discuss it, but I know this man’s reputation for unrighteous conduct. He cannot be treated with courtesy. It would be better to seize this moment to crush his forces utterly, bolster our army’s prestige, and rid the people of a scourge.” On the spot, he rallied his troops, and at the sound of the drum, they marched out of the city to confront Hou Hu in battle.

Living among humans for countless ages, these beings eventually split into countless tribes—often revering only heaven and earth and not the spirits, leading to conflicts with the heavenly court as time went by.

There were quite a few of them, measuring two or three meters long. Xiao Han stifled a laugh and carefully pulled out the yarn. After a short while, he actually felt a chill, his forehead cool with sweat—had this illness left him so weak already?

While not a guarantee of survival, lasting a bit longer might be enough to await rescue. Though the Western Consort had been forced to retreat for now, she would not give up so easily. After a day or two, once the Three Wolf Army’s search had pulled back, she would surely return to look for him.

One must not place blind faith in intuition, yet neither can it be ignored. The double report from Linglong filled him with a sense of impending crisis. His instincts told him that if there was indeed something wrong with the King of Eastern Union, there must be a hidden hand at work—someone lurking in the shadows, plotting against him for a long time.

A secret meeting was currently underway. Present were President Feng Wanli and the five elders.

The banquet lasted until the third watch of the night, after which Zhu Youjian, supported by his two empresses, returned to the dragon bed.

Without hesitation, Huang Yunfei threw his giant thumb into the sky, where it transformed again into a towering ancient tree and plunged into the cave like the Sea-Calming Needle. The gathered clouds, unable to find a target for their downpour, slowly dispersed.

Yang Muyan was inwardly delighted at these words and began feeling along the walls, but still found nothing.

In his battle with the Queen of Shadows, Xu Ziling couldn’t help but cry out in alarm. After telling Kou Zhong to hold off the opponent for a moment, he darted to catch the gravely wounded Master Feixuan.

Yang Xiao was momentarily stunned, but it was as if all the knots in his heart suddenly unraveled, and a thought rose sharply within him.

Tang Long looked up and saw Zhang Dashuai, and his mood instantly sank to rock bottom. Why had this guy shown up at the West West Bar again? Clearly, he was here to ruin Tang Long’s plans.

Green light and white radiance intertwined, colliding again and again, then exploded with a sudden bang, shaking the ground beneath their feet.

The felled trees were piled high outside the Ming army camp. The best timber had already been used to build catapults, the slightly inferior wood went to making shielded wagons, and the smallest, unfit saplings would serve as fuel for the army through the winter.