Chapter 139: Who Are You Going to Use It With?

He then turned to Si Yao and said, "This is my youngest son, the prosecutor I mentioned to you before. Meet with him and get married!"

As his words fell, the hall sank into an eerie silence.

Si Yao looked at the photograph he had placed down.

With sword-like brows and star-bright eyes, the man in the picture wore a radiant smile, which spoke of excellent health.

A person like this...

Hearing Ye Ran’s complaints, Bai Jingmo chose to ignore them, looking instead at the indifferent Mo Yan without a word.

A square crack split open in the ceiling. The eight hanging chandeliers suddenly rose, pressing against the ceiling, and as they did, a massive object fell from the rectangular fissure.

The final arrow headed straight for Tao Jun. Clad in full armor, Tao Jun raised his shield with his left hand to protect his face and chest, while his right hand swung his blade wildly in an attempt to deflect the arrow shot by Zhou Tong.

After Huyan Zhuo followed Grand Marshal Gao Qiu north to the capital of Bianliang to assist the throne, he arrived too late; the army of Wanyan Zongwang had already retreated north, leaving him without any notable military achievements.

Feeling a touch of resignation, he realized he had only mentioned bits and pieces of these matters to Cao Ya before; now that he had laid it all out, he felt a sense of relief.

The golden giant sword, transformed into a blade over ten zhang long, pierced straight through the heart of the Red-Robed Hall Master. The Hall Master let out a shrill, monstrous cry, and his massive, black-mist-swathed body was dismantled once again.

Qin Tianjue gripped the throat of the wild exotic beast with one hand, the scent of its impending death already radiating outward.

"Was it you who trespassed into my manor yesterday?" The guards hadn't seen his face clearly, but aside from him, Qi Yueran couldn't think of anyone else.

Zhou Xing let them clamor for a while before Wei Min entered from the back, nodding to signal that the outside had been cleared. Then, someone else walked in, leaving those present in utter astonishment. As they fell silent, those around them were influenced, asking questions in confusion until, slowly, the noise died down.

"Peiyu, do not hurt anyone!" Just then, Yu Fanghe suddenly spoke in a low, stern voice, causing Yu Peiyu, who had been slowly approaching, to freeze in his tracks.

The preliminary goal of the first step had been achieved, and his second strategy could now be set in motion.

Two or three days had passed since Wu Yuan went missing, and there was still not a shred of news; it was clear that the situation looked grim for her.

The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Phoenix—possessing the bloodline of divine beasts—represented a treasure of immense value to any living creature.

Only then did Yuan Song understand why, when he asked Song Yu yesterday how he possessed so many authentic Tang Dynasty calligraphies, Song Yu had said that Li Yiqian knew the story behind them: they were all poems by the Li family's ancestor, Li Shangyin.

What normal person would care who the benefactor of an ancestor from 1,200 years ago was, or go to such lengths—even spending a fortune—to find that benefactor's descendants?

There was no need to short the futures market; just a verbal agreement would suffice. With a two-week limit, if the stock of Fengtian CNC rose by more than 50% and remained stable at that level for over three days, the money would be mine.

Because Li Shangyin had spent his entire family fortune to acquire these pieces as a way to repay a great debt, and since he lived less than a hundred years after Li Bai, it was absolutely impossible for them to be fakes.

This energy was unlike any other; it was the purest, most primordial energy, and it was of vital importance.

"There is another piece here." Sensing an aura a hundred meters above, he immediately tracked it down, but no matter what he tried, he could not pluck it. It seemed that only one piece could be harvested here.

Although the Yan army maintained strict discipline and would not collapse even under a surprise attack, they still faced a significant threat when confronted by the Black-Armored Cavalry.

She would remain here quietly; she was well aware that the Dragon Soul possessed the ability to automatically protect its master.