Chapter 27: How Could You Eat Him?!

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After a fierce exchange, all six of Turkey’s coastal fortresses were blown to pieces, and the cannons were then turned toward the walls of Istanbul.

“Could this mislead people into thinking that the bloodlust has already passed?” Qi Tianyu asked with a bitter smile, helplessness in his voice.

The moment Ye Lang stepped inside, he discovered that the entire secret realm was cold, gloomy, and as vast as an underground palace.

“Whether it is true or false is not for me to argue. Think carefully—have you ever heard anything about the other two powers?” Zhao Haibo said with a smile.

The four men had been so thoroughly frightened by Ye Lang that they had lost all will to fight. When they saw him charging toward them, they did not even consider resisting; without a word, they turned and fled.

This group then went to Thunderclap Hall. At first, the envoy refused to let them pass, using the Western King’s seclusion as an excuse to bar their entry. But along the way, they encountered the Peacock God-King.

“Besides, before this, we had the advantage in numbers, yet our entire army was still wiped out, wasn’t it?” Cult Leader Pavros continued the old man’s words. The nameless fury contained in them spread through everyone’s hearts.

“You can stay at your mother-in-law’s place,” I told Wang Hong indifferently. It was not as though she were my wife anyway.

He never noticed that, on the surface of a large tree not far from the battlefield, there was a faintly glowing crystal sphere embedded in the bark.

The old man uttered a Taoist invocation, then smiled faintly. Carrying his medicine chest on his back, he disappeared into the crowd.

“Of course you can. After all, I couldn’t wish for anything more than for you and your father to sever your relationship,” Chu Luowei said calmly, not taking the words as an attack on her at all.

“You probably won’t believe me, but this matter involves far too many things.” Rather than let someone with ulterior motives gossip in front of Song Weiyi later, it would be better to explain everything honestly to Pei Yibai today.

His Yiyi truly was meticulous. Even while suffering from muddled memories, she had still recalled what happened earlier—and had even pieced together the doubts Yun Zichen had harbored after hanging up the phone.

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Halfway along the road, he suddenly discovered that a transparent, silvery-white bead had somehow appeared on his body.

After making the necessary arrangements and hanging up the phone, he began dealing with work. He had already been rushed off his feet today, with countless matters requiring his attention, and now Li Jinye devoted himself wholeheartedly to his duties.

After she finished speaking, she widened her eyes and stared at the Immortal Lamp. Yet the lamp remained an ordinary brass lamp, showing no reaction whatsoever.

“Go have fun!” He patted my shoulder, released his arms from around me, and gently pushed me away. At once, reason returned to my mind.

“Forget it. I never intended to bankrupt them completely. I only wanted to vent my anger.” Qingyan tacitly accepted Yin’s plan and immediately called it off.

“These people must receive the ultimate punishment. In the coastal counties, we should execute them in the very center of the county seat. First, it will make the common people understand that anyone who betrays the Great Qing will meet this fate.” After some thought, Fuquan changed the secret execution into one carried out openly and publicly.

“Waaah, Yanmo, I’ve been bullied.” Su Mianmian pouted miserably, doing her best to make herself look pitiful.

Only after hearing this did Cao Zheng finally steady his mind. The twenty-one fully armed police officers he had brought with him also reassured him considerably.

At first, I looked down on you. You were merely the commander of that pathetic unit, the 388th Regiment, who had joined halfway through. Naturally, no one expected much of you.

“In the eyes of parents, no matter how old their children grow, they will always regard them as children. I only wonder when her hair will grow back completely.” Lady Yang watched Shi Mujin’s retreating figure, a trace of concern in her voice.

At that moment, quite a few beautiful saleswomen from Crescent Apparel had gathered outside Never-Return Restaurant. They moved among the onlookers, warmly inviting them inside to dine.

Tala Hansen was somewhat more familiar with Casey Lonagan, so he spoke more casually with him. Casey Lonagan frowned but said nothing. He had realized the same problem, yet had no good solution.

A tender sensation suddenly swept over him, nearly making Zhao Ping’an faint with happiness. But before his reckless desire could carry him any further, an aged voice suddenly came from within the courtyard walls.

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Only then did Gastens realize that his mission as a member of the death squad had been completed. His legs gave way, and he collapsed onto a corpse. The body was still warm, like the embrace of a mother or a lover. He instinctively turned to look at its face, but beneath the mud and blood, all he saw was despair frozen in death.

The moment Emil heard Henry’s reply, he knew that Henry had understood his meaning. To prevent His Majesty the Emperor from misunderstanding, he added those two sentences. On the surface, they sounded like supervision; in reality, they were a reminder to the Emperor that, if handled properly, those forty strokes of the military cane would not injure Bosman in the slightest.

“I’m happy. It’s just that some sand got in my eyes earlier,” Shi Hongmei said, telling a lie that she herself did not believe.

Everything about the underground secret base was bizarre, making Feng Xue feel increasingly uneasy.

“You can fly too?” Mu Yunqing asked. Considering that they were already suspended in midair, the question was utterly pointless.

“You silly child, if nothing were wrong, would I not be allowed to come and pay my respects?” the Second Madam of the Jueluo clan said fondly.

“You’re injured now. You shouldn’t compete.” But Li Fengjue refused to listen to Tang Zixuan and continued running.

Then he sat in the back seat of the car and closed his eyes to rest. Li Jinye had been working day and night these past few days, leaving his sleep schedule badly disrupted; sometimes he was so busy that he had no time to rest at all.

Qinglan lowered her head and continued smiling faintly at her son. There was no particular meaning behind that smile; she was merely trying to avoid something in her heart.

“Abu, I know.” Batu Buhe’s eyes were rimmed with red. Abu, once so robust and strong, was now weak and listless.

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