Fierce Alpha Makes the Delicate Darling Cry (3)

In the Federal Capital Star, at the Bai family residence.

Hua Mi wore a beautiful new outfit, her spirits bright and cheerful as she stepped into the Bai family villa.

In the living room, the atmosphere among the Bai family members appeared warm and harmonious. Father Bai, Mother Bai, and the eldest brother were gathered around the sofa, showering affection and concern on the fake daughter, Bai Qingrou, while smiles graced the faces of both Father Bai and the eldest brother.

Bai Qingrou had just returned with excellent results from a practical combat drill at school, and the Bai family was busy praising their outstanding omega.

A handsome man in his thirties, dressed in blue robes and white garments, laughed heartily as he walked in, lifting her straight out of bed. He spun her around while rubbing her cheek with his stubbled chin.

"Jiuding and the Allied Forces are cut from the same cloth; is there even any difference?" Xu Xiangdong grumbled.

Wei Rouying's previously stopped crying resumed; at these words, a sharp ache seized her nose, and she burst into tears all over again.

Gongye Nan understood her thoughts and offered no excessive obstruction, dispatching his personal shadow guards to quietly protect her from the shadows around the inn.

Yao Qingmu couldn't help sighing in admiration. Such a fascinating and exquisite person was truly difficult to equate with a cold-blooded assassin. Yet, upon a second thought, perhaps it was precisely this special, contrasting identity that endowed him with an exotic allure quite unlike ordinary courtesans.

Though Liu Qianqian desperately wanted to vie with Yun Duoduo for supremacy, Yun Duoduo was currently basking in the zenith of her popularity, and she would have to be a fool to court disaster by confronting her head-on.

Her royal brother would undoubtedly hide her away where he could never find her; he knew that man was entirely capable of achieving just that.

Beto also clenched his fist in excitement, yet he remained sufficiently rational not to rush to a definitive conclusion.

After she promised not to resist, Helian Yanya applied a disguise to her face, and the three of them covertly slipped out of the palace. Initially, she had anticipated some difficulty, but the moment Helian Yanya flashed the golden token bestowed upon her by the King of Nanzhao, the guards immediately stepped aside to let them pass. An idea blossomed in Jinghe's mind: it seemed armed with this golden token, she could freely enter and exit the Nanzhao royal palace.

With both fathers putting it that way, Gu Lanshan found it difficult to object. She glanced toward Sheng Shi and discovered the man looking at her with a gaze as warm and gentle as water, bright and lucid. A slight tremor rippled through the depths of her heart, making her feel as though, in a single instant, she had regained a vast multitude of things once thought lost forever.

"Take us out to play? But tomorrow is Monday, and we have classes! I am a model student who never skips class!" Perhaps out of joy upon hearing that Chen Chufan could actually stay for two more days, Ye Siying adopted a rare, playful tone.

"Clang—" Swords collided once more, producing a piercing, deafening roar, while a fierce shockwave instantly whipped up a blinding cloud of dust and smoke across the sky.

The massive army slowly closed in on Gaodu City, with soldiers stealthily leaning scaling ladders against the ramparts. One by one, they crept up the rungs, climbed over the battlements, and leaped onto the top of the wall. Before the soldiers could even catch their breath, a cold flash of light sliced through the air, followed by a miserable shriek as a soldier plummeted from the ramparts.

This turn of events proved too much; it completely incensed the crowd, and countless middle-aged women and matrons began hurling fierce abuses at him. Some even went so far as to fling the remainder of their Chinese cabbages, eggs, and various items straight at his head.

Just as Wen Rou knew Yang Jiaxi intimately, Yang Jiaxi understood Wen Rou equally well. This gesture could only signify that she was not speaking the truth and must be concealing something—perhaps everything she had said ran entirely counter to her heart's true desires.

Beneath the influence of these inexplicable thoughts, the sense of utter despair she had felt moments before unwittingly began to recede significantly.

Zhu Ling's immediate appointment to a position of importance upon joining the Liu family army left him pleasantly surprised and overwhelmed by such favor, further solidifying his conviction in his choice of master. With Liu Long bestowing upon him the title of Administrator of Shangdang, his very first task was to eliminate the Black Mountain Army entrenched in the eastern Taihang Mountains.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, all ten cohorts have fully assembled," replied a robust man in identical attire, standing beside Yang Baodao. This man was Guan Tianlin, commander of the second cohort of the third battalion.

"That being the case, our plans ought to undergo some appropriate adjustments as well," Jin Zhe said softly, stroking the ponytail over his shoulder with burning, piercing gaze.