Chapter 146: The Rent Has Been Stolen

Previously, Aoxi wanted to use Lebron and his crew to stir up some trouble and make them turn on each other. If you said Lebron lacked competence, he certainly had some, though not much.
Realizing something was amiss, Aoxi sold Lebron out, and now he was just waiting to see if Lebron could still serve any purpose.
If Lebron proved completely useless, he would be reduced to a common robber and might very well get gunned down by patrolmen today.
However, regardless of whether Lebron had any real capability, it wouldn't stop Aoxi from impersonating him to carry out his plans.

"You, no!" Mao Zhiwei roared, his imposing figure shaking as he darted forward, leaving an afterimage in his wake to block the fire talisman.
Why? Why, even after transmigrating to this place, did he still have to be under someone else's control? He was always so aloof and arrogant, demanding that everyone obey him, submit to him, and fear him.

He hoped the Great Grand Preceptor's promise would hold up—that once the master of Duobao Mountain was invited to the Immortal Capital, he would secretly support the Xia King's Estate.

The automatic health regeneration rate was simply too agonizingly slow, leaving them with no choice but to use two primary bandages each.

Passing through the teleportation array, Xia Shishi arrived at the Ninth Mountain in a split second, feeling a mixture of emotional reflection and excitement.

This day happened to be the merchant's visiting day, and they only received the system notification close to noon.

Though it was merely a casual remark, it caused the smile on Miyuki Kazuya's face to vanish instantly. He then stared at Renmuki in sheer shock, as if looking at some kind of monster.

Today, however, was an exception. Under the pretext that defending the city was no easy task, Gu Fuguang hosted a banquet for several military officers in charge of city defense. He specifically spent three hundred taels of silver to book the top-floor private dining room at the Star-Plucking Tower, ordered more than a dozen rare delicacies, and summoned several dancing girls to feast and make merry to his heart's content.

Only Qian Xiangang was left standing there completely bewildered, looking awkwardly at the seniors around him who had burst into laughter.

Upon opening it, a stream of crystal-clear water truly appeared, though there was no visible pipe or faucet to explain its origin. For the first two days, Jiang Yuan had managed to scrape by on the bottled mineral water provided in the newcomer's gift package, but now he finally had a clean and reliable source.

Zhou Jiajia merely uttered a polite pleasantry, because after all, people's hearts are fickle, and no one could truly know what another person was really like.

"If that fails, I'll go tell Aunt Ming. I'm sure the old lady would love to watch my two older brothers have a proper brawl," Zhang Po chuckled and said.

With a flicker of her mind, she returned to the alchemy chamber, but the smile on Chai Fengyin's lips froze the moment she caught sight of the figure inside.

Guo Gang had originally intended to use these fire-impacting stones as a trump card, but he hadn't expected the Mongols to unleash their full strength in assaulting the city right from the start, leaving him with no choice but to deploy these trump cards prematurely.

Right now, Su Sheng was Qing'an's military strategist, and absolutely nothing must happen to him before his foundations were firmly established. Putting the matter of Zhuo Changdong aside for the moment, Qing'an took Helei and rushed straight to the Su residence.

"Eat! Eat! You need to be full before you have the strength to lose weight! You can wrong yourself in any way, but never wrong your stomach!" Jiang Xiaozhu picked up a skewer of mutton and said fiercely.

Hearing Pei Xiu speak in such a manner, Pei Yumeng stopped teasing Su Wanqing. If she genuinely upset Wanqing, she would truly be guilty of an unpardonable sin.

Crash! Amidst the violent hand-to-hand combat, towering trees became collateral damage, snapping and crashing down one after another under the impact of their collisions.

Consort Yu gracefully carried the broth over to Xiang Yu, then sat nervously to one side, watching Xiang Yu's every move.

With a soft pop, as the ice melted, the Eighth Prince of Dongyan plummeted to the ground, startling the crowd into taking a few more steps back.

Bady grabbed Bulma by the hair, yanked her back, and landed a vicious slap across her face. Just as he was about to continue his assault, his arm was intercepted and held in place.

The name of the man spoken from her lips no longer carried that expectant surprise and emotional stirring. Ling Anan never imagined she could utter those words so easily and so heartlessly.

Under such circumstances, the Starting Point Club had only managed to recruit a handful of fighters over the past few days, and none of them possessed formidable strength, but it could still be considered a decent beginning.