Chapter 54

The GAGA forces, upon which Ribbons had pinned such high hopes, were thus temporarily intercepted by a mobile suit possessing monstrous capabilities. This scene, naturally and without missing a single detail, was conveyed to Ribbons through VEDA.

"Naturally, I am not the kind of person to blindly interfere in matters of the heart and tear apart destined lovers without asking questions first," Platoon Leader Huo affirmed with certainty.

As Char, who was walking at the head of the procession, came to a halt, the group had already arrived at the lifeless town.

Inside the valley, as Feng Yi led five hundred Zixiao Guards—who had put away their bows and drawn their sabers with shields raised—stepping into the area, the remaining martial artists on the opposite side had already formed ranks to await them.

Kashu laughed heartily, took another sip of the crimson liquid in his cup, and spoke with utter candor. As a witcher, he was certainly not afraid of ghosts; strictly and accurately speaking, many specters and monsters ought to be afraid of him in his current state.

"Junior Sister, rest assured! Leave this matter to your Senior Brother, I will handle it properly!" Xu Dehua boasted with a grand promise.

Among these people were not only key figures such as General of Chariots and Cavalry He Miao, Grand Commandant Zhang Wen, and Colonel Assistant to the Military Feng Fang, but also the Mayor of Jingzhao, Fan Ling.

"Benefactor, please stay your steps! Might your son's name be Lin Feng?" Master Miaochan's voice came from behind.

"That's right!" Jin Yang instantly radiated an aura of boundless ambition. Subduing these two formidable experts had been a completely impromptu idea, yet he had not expected things to go so smoothly. With these two masters to assist him, Jin Yang's strength had leaped forward by another massive margin.

"Guadalajara?! Is he being too rash? All units, provide cover for the Throne Drei!" Sergei frowned before changing his orders to fully support the Throne Drei.

"You are right. This is a major affair for the Lin family. According to the rules, it shall be decided by a vote among the internal members of the Lin family," Elder Yuan said.

"Since the Blood Rainbow Sect can offer such a heavy reward for the future of martial artists, this old man cannot shirk this duty either." With that, a man leaped out from the encirclement, confronting Liu Hai. Although Liu Hai's previous combat prowess had terrified some of them, it could not intimidate someone of his seventh-layer Xuanlei realm cultivation.

Wang Lang looked at the five men with a calm expression, neither showing the explosive rage of Tao Wei nor glaring with hostile eyes like Dog's Eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the entire bodies of Dongfang Po and Dongfang Qian were tightly enveloped by a layer of compressed yellow armor approximately two centimeters thick, leaving only their eyes exposed as they stared at Feng Shisilang on the opposite side as if looking at dead men.

Seeing the two of them acting like this, Hong Fei and the others hurriedly pretended to fall asleep or stared out the windows, putting on an expression as if they had seen nothing at all.

"Please take a seat, sir," the mayor gestured to Zhang Zhang, then seated himself in a wide chair personally wheeled over by Zhao Wunan.

Hearing the other party say this, coupled with the urgent gazes the three of them directed at him, Wang Lang could not help but fall into a daze once again.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Ruyu sat cross-legged on the soft ground, her tone softening somewhat as she spoke.

That night, Zhang Zhang actually suffered a mild case of insomnia. He went into a bar for half the night and chatted animatedly with a foreign blonde before stumbling back to sleep. When he woke up in the morning, he could not even remember the foreign woman's name, what she looked like, or which country she was from—only that she had a head of golden hair.

Then, raising his head, he said: "Master! This disciple is leaving! Master! Thank you, Master! I already have descendants, and I will do my utmost to travel across the various lands, spreading Daoist teachings so that everyone in the world may understand them, study them, become a true human being, refuse to be manipulated by others, and be a free soul."

Li Jiang nodded, and looking at the dancing spatial fragments all around, he felt an urge to try his hand at them.

Yang Yunhang killed Si Shiyuan with a single stroke, and watching Wang Daozhi and Zu Tianjue flee, his body finally swayed before he slumped back down to the ground with a dull thud.

Time ticked away minute by minute. The office was exceptionally quiet, and not the slightest sound could be heard even outside the room. Such silence made one feel somewhat uneasy.

As for Yu'er and the others, they were firmly captivated by the strength Wen Xin had displayed at that moment, their gazes focused and intense without uttering a single word.

Sitting in front of the computer, Xia Jian scrolled through the screen, feeling thoroughly displeased in his heart. No matter what, he was currently the general manager of the group, yet he was being driven around everywhere—what kind of situation was this?

The Jianghai Martial Arts Alliance was bound to become a rising star in the martial arts world. How could Li Dexhen, as a council member of the National Martial Arts Association, easily agree to it?

It had to be said that he had put a great deal of effort into the rules; at least these rules demonstrated that he harbored no murderous intent whatsoever, and even fully considered the safety of every single contestant's life.

Looking at Wu Chengfeng again, where was his previous arrogance? His handsome face instantly flushed crimson, and facing the surrounding laughter, a surge of humiliation-fueled anger burst forth from his heart.

"I'll go with you too, Uncle Huo. Cutting trees and hauling timber—I can pull my weight as well!" Liu Xinghao followed closely and said to Uncle Huo.

"You are simply no match for me." Song Jian smiled contemptuously. Wisps of smoke were still rising from his hair, but his formidable aura left Bai Zhanfei utterly terrified.

Yet after Feng Ruochen and Sijin appeared, the people around Yang Jing gradually forgot about Lu Baiyu's past behavioral style.

The office of the county magistrate had a long history. By the Song Dynasty, the county magistrate was a grassroots military official responsible for maintaining local law and order, apprehending thieves, and guarding against rebellions, with twenty archers under his command.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ning Caiejie walked toward me. She seemed to be doing it deliberately; as soon as she walked up, she hooked her arm through mine, looking intensely intimate as if she was afraid the whole world didn't know I was her boyfriend.

The middle-aged man did not even raise his head, remaining completely calm and composed. As a master of the fifth stage of Hualian, he still possessed this much temper; otherwise, wouldn't he just be at the mercy of anyone?

Hearing Brother Yao's words, I understood a little, but in my heart, I developed a completely new perspective on the relationship between the cops and us.