110. The Capture of Guan Yunchang

Snap.

"Huh? Why did the flag break?"

Inside the military camp, Cao Xin was discussing the plan to flood Xiapi with Pei Yuanshao, Xu Shu, and Liao Hua when a cool breeze suddenly blew from the east. A small flag in front of the command tent snapped in the middle and fell to the ground.

"General, it's too hot. The flagpole must have cracked under the sun," Li Dayuan called out after leaping onto the pole to take a look.

"Oh!"

"General, the troops from Xiapi will surely attempt to raid our camp tonight."

He was handsome, his every gesture exuding an air of nobility. The lock of hair by his ear only heightened his dashing, carefree, and cynical demeanor.

Yan Xueqing was rattled by the continuous roars, nearly losing his focus and falling from high above. To have held out against an Immortal-realm expert for so long, he had every right to be proud.

Xu Xianxian slowly reached her hand toward his shirt, her palms pressed firmly against his skin. She caressed him for a long while, her face repeatedly rubbing against his back. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and her breathing grew increasingly ragged. Wen Yijie was the same.

"I didn't say anything, just scared her a little. These officials have little substance but great power, and they aren't very brave. A little intimidation is always good," Cui Bin replied dismissively.

"As for the name? Li Yi, our team seems to be a 'black' team, doesn't it?" Lin Ke'er asked with a smile.

"Oh!? So you mean that only attacking you counts as being a hero?" Liu Rufeng tilted his head, his face gloomy, sneering at the bearded man before slowly loosening his grip.

Luo Yiyi was currently unaware of Ning Baobei’s thoughts; if she knew, she would certainly give her a good thrashing.

Sun Mu slid outward. This scene was absolutely shocking—who could have imagined that the moment they exchanged blows, Sun Mu would be at such a disadvantage?

Having just dealt with War Wolf, Xue Yan’s smile froze. Before he could harvest War Wolf’s golden core, he pulled the body in front of him as a shield. A streak of sword light flashed by, slicing War Wolf’s body in two and splattering blood all over him.

Pei Xin’er was dazed with sleep; hearing this, she didn't give it another thought and closed her eyes again, sinking into a sweet slumber.

"Four babies. Master Quan’s genes are truly excellent, and well... mine aren't bad either," Shu Jingrong couldn't help but mutter to herself, her gaze sweeping back and forth over the four infants.

However, before this thought could even finish, several more screams rang out. These were not the panicked shrieks from before, but desperate, dying wails, like a hen with its throat slit. A shiver ran through her, and she turned to look.

The attendants guarding outside heard the rustling sounds. Their faces turned deathly pale, and they exchanged glances, yet none dared to make a sound.

If Xie Shuoning were to turn her head and look now, she would surely have the urge to execute Yan Huai on the spot.

Ming Mei glanced at her with a deep smile: "Let her enjoy herself for a while longer. I expect the people sent by the Old Madam in the capital to arrive within these two days." Man proposes, God disposes; she truly wanted to see what kind of expression Fourth Madam Liu would have when she saw the direct lineage forces descending from the capital.

Had he misheard? His "shuang'er" was not only carrying twins, but rare fraternal twins at that.

Friendship is a concept so foreign to the imperial family. Since the founding emperor, subsequent monarchs have found it virtually impossible to secure true, selfless friendship.

From the very beginning of today's events, Zhengde had maintained an attitude of non-commitment, or rather, deliberate avoidance.

At this moment, the Longevity Palace held an eerie tranquility. Several birdcages hung under the covered walkway, and a few birds hopped up and down, their chirps sounding exceptionally clear in the quiet.

Only veterans like Marquis Wanjin knew that while the man surnamed Cao was younger than Xiao Wang, he was a master of worldly affairs, skilled in concealing his aura and remaining calm. On this path, ordinary people could never hope to catch up to him.