A Strategy of Killing Two Birds with One Stone

“What? They demand 500,000 hu of grain and wealth? And they want Danyang ceded? They can forget it!” Chancellor Cao thundered in anger.

Liu Ye cupped his hands respectfully and said, “Chancellor, please calm down. Sun Bofu’s attitude is extremely hostile. At first, he demanded two million hu of grain and wealth before releasing the hostages. I consulted with Liu Xuande, Zhou Gongjin, and others multiple times, and only then did they agree to reduce the ransom to 500,000 hu. If we don’t provide the grain and wealth or cede Danyang, they won’t release the eldest prince, General Xiahou, and the others.”

The opposing commander was a towering man, estimated to be about eight chi six cun tall—nearly two meters. In his hand was a wolf-tooth club, astonishingly large.

At this point, Mr. Fangyuan sought permission from the principal. Upon receiving approval, he took the lead in setting the questions to test Jiang Fan.

Most of the families introduced to Zhuang Zhou were of similar standing; it was surprising to learn that Zhuang Zhou preferred this kind of environment.

The e-sports mercenaries dared not voice their anger. During a skirmish in the jungle, the Gragas collided with the Captain, got blasted by the barrel, and then struck by a fiery blade. Kakao, with less than half health, frantically fled using his E skill.

When Zhang Sheng saw Zhang Qingqing, at the very moment he caught sight of her face, the saliva he had been holding back finally dripped down the corner of his mouth.

The truly capable forces were still the Lame Man’s Second Brigade and Zhang Han’s Third Brigade, while Ma Zun’s Second Division seemed more like a mere decoration. They could be used to intimidate, but in actual combat, they might collapse at the first blow.

“They just developed this; who knows how effective it is. But the effect of what I made is evident for all to see!” Bian Que declared to the battle commander.

Before even entering the North Market, they were daunted by the bustling carriages at the gate, a constant stream of vehicles and horses. Yet there weren’t many tourists—only workers busily toiling. Overhearing a pair of passing sisters chatting, they mentioned there was a grand event on the Luo River today. Chen Mu wanted to see it too, but having promised Zhang Han to buy clothing, he could not break his word.

Miller agreed wholeheartedly. Following the child’s line of thought, the two began chatting at the commentary stand.

Ni Xingyu also noticed that Ye Chu Ying Shilang’s eyes were fixed unwaveringly in one direction—toward his only sister, Ni Kongyu.

“Oh,” Gu Lei said, still uneasy, pulling out his animal-hide pouch to check once more.

Hearing this, Ye Chu Ying Shilang sighed deeply, his voice suddenly weak and lifeless as he spoke.

Everyone except Xinglu was instantly chilled to the bone upon witnessing this scene—there were so many ghosts here.

Seeing Huo Ziyin’s fan placed less than a foot beneath Ji Wuyan’s neck, Liu Jinpeng even swallowed nervously. Ji Wuyan’s strength was insufficient, but was the Martial Emperor-level expert behind him a fool?

This pair of “Primordial Golden Wings” were taken out in an emergency by Yuan Chen after his life force was severed by the same high monk of Kongyun. Now, they floated quietly in Yuan Chen’s palm, like lost children reunited with home.

“What’s there to fear? The century-old grudge between Tianmen and the Earth Palace must be resolved. Tomorrow you shall set out to reorganize the troops, gather old comrades, sharpen arms, and launch a rebellion against Chang’an,” the old master said indifferently, scolding him.

Upon seeing the expression of the person before her, Su Yinyin trembled all over. It was truly terrifying—she had never seen such a frightening person here before and was utterly terrified.

Ever since Huo Ziyin generously gave out martial arts manuals to those around him, Gao Feng vaguely sensed that there must be hundreds of identical martial technique copies on Huo Ziyin’s person.

“So, she must die! Even if it means breaking ties with the Jun family over this, I am willing!” Ouyang Jue said resolutely, then picked up the large bowl of instant noodles before him and began eating heartily.

Seeing Yang Dahai’s hostile gaze scanning her body, Liu Jinxiang flew into a rage. Now that the Black Dragon Society had torn their relationship apart, she no longer cared about saving face.