Holmes Has Arrived

After discussing the price, they chatted for a while about the customs and people of the Great Qing and Korea. Zhang Shichuan then rose to take his leave. He had intended to ask Kim Chunhee whether there were any coal mines or iron ore near Pyongyang, but he found Manager Kim somewhat peculiar and refrained from asking.

His decision to act was partly because of Mu Leng, and partly because of Xiao Ziyan. As long as he could find a way to break the seal, the thought alone was enough to reclaim what was his. Chen Yuan, in the past, had also tried to refine such a pill, but unfortunately, he had traveled throughout the entire dynasty in vain. To utter those words, which should have been filled with anger, in such a desolate tone made him almost the first in history.

Dozens of powerful energies surged out from various immortal palaces, their faces grave as they observed the movement in the heavens above.

The assistant responded respectfully, saying that although the president’s son had always been idle and undisciplined, he was still his own flesh and blood, and the president surely felt pain in his heart. This Yang Chen was likely to have a difficult time ahead.

For a moment, Yang Chen felt quite proud of his own wit. These shareholders, though troublesome, all shared a common trait: their egos would swell when flattered.

Zhang Fei no longer bothered to conceal his movements; he even skipped the step of toppling the fence and charged straight through the camp gate, shouting all the way and killing anyone he met.

Nevertheless, I put the greater good first. The most important thing now was not to meddle in their past affairs, so I forced myself to listen to this rather “excessive” tale of emotion.

Lu Yong took the initiative to meet Ji Cong’an today. On one hand, he wanted to gauge Ji Cong’an’s depth; on the other, he wished to understand why Tang Tang’s hatred for Ji Cong’an ran so deep.

After resting for a minute or two, I braced myself against the wall and managed to stand, tears once again blurring my vision. “Song Kang, this is the last time I cry. Today’s humiliation—you damn well better erase it yourself!” I slapped myself hard, swearing inwardly.

Seeing me dejected and quietly smoking, Wang Xing, who sat beside me, nudged me and consoled, “Kangzi, does Wang Qian know your number? Maybe it’s late and she’s already asleep.”

Hearing Zhu Jingqiu’s words, Shen Guanguan finally felt much more at ease. She lifted her head and glared at Ji Cong’an, who seemed unconcerned. Their interaction did not escape Zhu Jingqiu’s notice, and she was greatly comforted.

“Alright, Old Chen, why talk about these things with a child?” Old Robert interrupted Chen Bo’s words, glancing at me and then shaking his head helplessly, saying nothing.

“By the way, Marquis Yongjian also sent you a beauty, so she might help the princess share the pressure of continuing the bloodline, sparing her from exhaustion,” Matchmaker Wang said with a cheerful nod.

“Could you be more specific?” I slowly uttered a few words. To remain so calm at this moment was already remarkable. If it were someone else, faced with so many strange events—all related to these clothes—they might have been scared out of their wits.

The darkness made it hard to see clearly, only a vague glow of blood flickered in and out of sight. Mo Hun closed his eyes, activating his three-eye mode, and with the eye of patterns, he saw everything.

“In two days, I’ll arrange for Mu You to take you to see him. Would you like to dine now?” Fu Mingyuan’s tone was mild, but the person holding the chopsticks immediately brightened and nodded eagerly.

Zhao Lingxuan knew the title was inappropriate, but Lu Xuan’s identity was mysterious, so he dared not arbitrarily assign him an elder’s position. If the man’s status was too high, binding him to the Blue String would not be welcomed.

Ma Haitao’s death was just an entry point, making her conscience feel more at ease when she left.

They arrived at a ruin. The Dragon Turtle did not pause, bypassed the smoldering debris, and moved straight ahead.

Afterwards, I worked with the gardeners to prune branches in the garden. Though I was leaving tomorrow, I had nothing else to do.

Su Mu appeared calm and said nothing. He understood that Sixth Master was about to say something important; if he had intended to act, he wouldn’t have waited until now.

“Where? Let me see.” Xiao Wuji, ever cooperative, said as he took Ah Yu’s hand and examined it with apparent seriousness.

Both sides had only met once, at most a little more often with Chao Baobao, but their relationship was not deep enough to risk their lives for each other.

Since they entered her Princess Manor, as long as she wanted to keep them, no one had ever left unless she allowed it. These two had deceived and threatened her; naturally, she would not let them go.

“Milan, there are some military secrets I won’t pry into, but we have to keep our stories straight. Just tell everyone she’s gone abroad on vacation!” Iron Dragon said.

“Brothers, this was decided by the Grand Elder of the Holy Land, not by me,” Xiao Yue said calmly.

On the plains, rat demons ran rampant, causing severe disasters. Xuantong Six-Ears, in order to help his master and the Dragon Clan’s navy subdue the demons, conducted aerial reconnaissance, discovered an urgent military situation, and hurried back to inform his master and General Dolphin.

The garden design was unique; overall, it could be seen as an extension of the balcony, simply not enclosed. The garden platform curved in an irregular semi-arc around the balcony, guarded by a steel ornamental railing about one and a half meters high.

After marrying Bai Ma, Pei Long took refuge with the Tang imperial army. He helped countless Tubo people escape misery and achieved great merit, becoming a famous general recorded forever in Longtan history.

“What? It’s actually Xiao Yue?” Many of those fighting on the ground were stunned upon hearing this, for the name Xiao Yue was familiar; he was a genius of the past, though ruined by being hunted.

“Could it be… a token of affection, perhaps?” He felt a flicker of gossip ignite within him.

“That’s right. The punishment for failing the test is death,” Zhan Silame’s voice remained calm, void of any emotion.

“What kind of boxing is this? Why is its explosive power so strong?” Qing Zhengshen inwardly lamented, but could only retreat to maintain the situation. He had lost the initiative, unable to launch his strongest attack, and could only gather energy within his surging meridians.

“Where are Gaia and Lanor? Why haven’t they returned?” Nearly an hour had passed. Even if Gaia and Lanor were slow, they should have been back by now, but the truth was, they had yet to return.

This was the first guild team battle, and every participating guild took it very seriously. With fifteen minutes left before the match, all guilds had already assembled.