Chapter 58: Reunion

The scene shifted, and Bai Zongnan understood that he had once again entered the mythic world of the Three Kingdoms. Next, as he had experienced before, he would encounter a certain person—Guo Fengxiao!

At this moment, Bai Zongnan found himself carrying a vegetable basket, just arriving at the market, only to run into Guo Jia, whom he hadn’t seen for ages.

“Hey, Gongyou, what are you doing here?” Guo Jia asked in surprise.

“I’m just looking for some work nearby to pass the days,” Bai Zongnan casually made up a lie.

“So, do you finally admire me now?” Feng Mingzhu walked to the doorway, knowing Chu Chen still hadn’t left, and feeling fortunate that he had restrained himself from barging in, giving her enough space.

My cousin and I share a bed; I recalled that when I got up earlier his side was empty, but now that I’m back, he’s here again. Where did he go just now? I nudged him, but he was fast asleep, and since he didn’t wake, I followed suit and drifted off.

A sedan was parked in the shadows by the roadside. Inside, a faint, intermittent red glow caught Jiang Xinyu’s attention—it must be a cigarette tip emitting its dim light.

Jiang Bai’an only realized after Yu Gangan had gotten into the car and left that she had called him a piece of trash.

Although they were in the same grade, Ni Sishang’s height paled in comparison to Zhan Xiao, who stood at one meter seventy-two.

He wasn’t sure if it was just an illusion, but Holder felt that Su Yang’s tone had been particularly harsh when he spoke just now.

After being rejected, J didn’t mind at all, still following behind her, content to be her assistant—an expert whose identity had already been exposed.

Gu Nian followed her gaze to Yu Gangan; this was something she could do, but couldn’t tell him yet, and needed Yu Gangan’s consent.

This place possessed the strongest fighting power and the most advanced equipment—it wasn’t easy to deal with. Moreover, the military and guardians from other cities were rushing to support at full speed, so humanity’s combat strength was growing ever stronger. Many troops had even joined the Supreme Palace for assistance.

Miao Xiancao was about to launch into a tirade, but then saw her four nephews, eight dark eyes fixed on her.

Next year, they wouldn’t have to exhaust themselves climbing the mountain to gather wild mulberry leaves—so time-consuming and laborious. They could simply harvest from their own mulberry grove, ensuring quality as well.

In the end, the body that had been lying prostrate on the ground was forced upright by sheer willpower.

After leaving the main teaching building, they didn’t linger inside but headed toward the center of Lingbing Square. At this hour, few people were around; most were studying, so they had little trouble conducting their business.

“See? The clothes I picked are way better than those country bumpkins’ stuff. Look at this one—mother and child outfits, perfectly matched,” Yu Tong said with a laugh.

Even Summer Ruanruan found such cutting remarks hard to listen to, but looking at He Yuan’s calm demeanor, it was as if he hadn’t heard Guan Wanyi speak at all.

Suddenly, Yu Jian’s first soul ring flashed brightly, blue-violet lightning rapidly condensed around his right hand, instantly forming a claw of electricity about a foot long, enveloping his palm.

He had plenty of time, so there was no need to hurry; even a one-in-ten-thousand risk was not worth taking.

Song Heng couldn’t help but smile wryly—after that spectacle just now, if anyone else showed up, they’d probably end up as food for the crocodiles.

Unlike the gray, dull rammed earth, the bamboo-paper trade brought back Jingzhou, and the lacquer from Jiangling allowed wooden palaces to grow by several meters, even tens of meters, each day, making them appear truly grand.

Four courtyards—such a layout was generally reserved for high-ranking officials or prominent nobles, so the specifications were indeed impressive.

Zhan Lanyue snorted coldly; these two spoke beautifully, but she could hardly mobilize other berserker emperors and their subordinate monarchs to oppose them.

All twenty-one major cave-heaven factions were now drawing on their primal bloodline to shatter the seals and break open the cave-heaven vaults.