Chapter 22 (Bug Fixes)

"Go." Bai Shan followed closely behind Xiang Rou and dashed out. I could no longer just sit there, so I had to rub my overstuffed stomach and follow them out.

Sure enough, Cheng Yiben's expression turned grim. The gentle look he had worn just moments before darkened instantly. His deep gaze, like the vast, profound night sky, made Pei Shiyin feel an involuntary tremor of fear.

Pang Tong felt a chill in his heart; he couldn't wedge a single word into the conversation, let alone offer any advice. He clenched his fists, a sense of powerlessness washing over him.

Pang Tong exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, your words have cleared my mind! If I go and burn his main camp and food supplies, it would be strange if he didn't fall into chaos." He was shocked by Lu Bu's composure and inwardly cursed his own cowardice, realizing that when things concerned him personally, his judgment had been clouded by his emotions.

Before my words had even fully faded, a shout erupted from one of the men in black. Almost simultaneously, seventeen of them charged at me.

It was all that damned He Yunjia's fault; he had delayed my document processing time with his ceaseless, meaningless chatter.

"The lady has given birth!" In the midst of the Four Great Generals' discussion, the midwife’s excited cry suddenly rang out from within.

"You didn't come here just to freeload, did you?" I quickly shielded the wooden tray in my hands with my left hand, looking with a half-smile at the elderly Cao Zhi, whose mouth was smeared with grease and whose face beamed with satisfaction.

"You traitor!" Lei Wu, in the midst of his flight, clenched his fists until the veins stood out, his expression one of extreme fury.

I saw the Tiger-Headed General who had been holding me suddenly roar, and then, with his other hand, he pulled out a gleaming object and flung it toward a spot on the ceiling of the pit.

However, Niu Zhuang had descended the mountain this time with the goal of becoming an official and showing off his power, not for mere money. His large force didn't stop for a moment, charging straight toward Fang County.

I did not dare to be negligent and pressed on with redoubled effort! Rushing toward the savage, I kept screaming at the top of my lungs while desperately brandishing my dagger, though in my panic, I had no idea where I was striking.

I endured the stabbing pain in my head and the churning in my stomach, slowly and meticulously sensing the signal until I finally locked onto the middle door on the third floor.

Chixin took the order and engaged the incoming thugs. In the blink of an eye, Zirui was seen lounging with his legs crossed, leisurely admiring the martial arts display of the few.

After spending some time with this fellow Dapusiyutesi, I had come to understand a bit of his temperament and character. For instance, although he was quite arrogant, he was very poor at dealing with simple, adorable things.

Compared to the ruling methods of the Supreme Divine Sect, those few sacred lands that appeared transcendent and detached from the world made Shuixie feel increasingly disdainful.

No matter how one saved people, it must not make things easy for Shao Yang. The third-generation leader of the Shao family would emerge from Shao Yang and Shao Yue. Since Shao Dandan had already said to let Li Lin assist Shao Yue, he naturally would not let Shao Yang off easily. The Shao Corporation Building was the most important asset the Shao family possessed in Binhai City.

Qingyuan was slightly taken aback, a flicker of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Why?" She was a top-tier assassin of the "Qiong Gang." It wasn't that she was boasting, but logically, without a sufficient reason, Gu Nanxun would not easily hand her over to someone else.

"My dear, just go with Mother!" With his mother outside, Zhao Chengcai found it difficult to speak privately, so he gave her a gentle nudge.

Yichun City was the main city of the Heishui Tribe. Although it was called Yichun City, it was actually just a larger encampment. Not to mention that the Heishui Tribe lacked the funds to build a fortress, even if they had the money, building a castle under the watchful eyes of Zhe Tu would be an act of suicide.

"In fact, I have been studying in Japan since high school, so I don't understand the current state of football in China, and therefore cannot offer an evaluation." Lin Ge cleverly avoided the topic.

Compared to worldly possessions, Lamei valued human connections more; beautiful relationships made one's life happy and comfortable.

"No one is snatching it from you; if you're going to treat, then hurry up." Someone, having finished their drink, spoke up with a hint of impatience.

However, this was not all. Beyond the clash of blades, war involved the most complex psychological warfare and battles of wits, which I will not reveal here; it would be no fun if I spoiled the rest.

Opening it for a quick glance, Zhao Yun hastily tucked it into his robes. He was surrounded by his loyal subordinates; since he had intentionally separated himself from Sun Jian's troops earlier, there was naturally no need to worry about the secret leaking.

Determining that Luo Zheng's emotions were stable, the doctor looked at Bo Hancheng. Seeing his complex expression, he tried to continue pushing the gurney, and fortunately, he was not blocked.

I had thought about letting Chuchu go to see Luo Zheng, but she shook her head and refused, saying it wasn't the right time and that there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"It's alright, but one must adapt to local customs wherever one goes." Lin Ge thought it over; he could now speak Chinese, Japanese, German, and Spanish, and could barely communicate in English—he could go be an interpreter now.

Zhang Yang nodded, relieved. Since he had said as much, it meant he had his own way of resolving the matter.

"About the matter of conferring the rank of Noble Consort..." She looked at him with some unease. The rumors that she had caused Consort Yuan to miscarry had yet to dissipate, and his insistence on elevating her rank must have been difficult for him.

Ye Chengzhi's voice sounded somewhat ethereal. He felt that something was off with him today; he had only had a few glasses of red wine, yet he felt drunk, and now his body was running hot. What could be the reason for this?

Of the four, it was He Yun'er who was dressed most conservatively; she wore a purple velvet shawl over her shoulders. Beneath the jacket, Guo Lin estimated she was wearing a camisole. He Yun'er had such a magnificent figure that Guo Lin could still see the cleavage of her breasts.