Volume 1, Chapter 26: The Rampaging Smile

"What? You beat someone so badly they had to be hospitalized?"

Chen Wen’s eyes widened. Xiaoyan stood obediently to the side, head bowed, saying nothing.

He had been gone for less than twenty-four hours, and this young girl had already caused such a disaster.

Just as Ye Luo was about to fall asleep from the speech on stage, a sudden boom echoed through the summit venue as the main doors were blasted open.

"The peach blossoms that stretch endlessly outside this valley are home to a powerful miasma that has existed for ages. Almost no one dares to come to Nanping Mountain. Why on earth did you insist on coming here?" Elder Tong asked, puzzled.

Standing outside Luo Bingzhu’s office, Xiao Yu took a deep breath and then knocked gently on the door.

Nian reached out and touched the wound on Isabella’s abdomen, which had already been treated with magic. She could feel Isabella’s breathing stabilizing. "Haha... that’s... wonderful." As she finished speaking, a wave of exhaustion washed over her, and Nian collapsed onto Isabella’s bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"If you don't know how to speak, then shut your mouth, or I will tear it to shreds and ensure you never speak again," Ye Luo snorted coldly.

As Lu Feng drew more and more of his opponent's blood while simultaneously pumping his own into them, he clearly felt a wave of weakness wash over him.

Considering the situation from a broader perspective, he still refrained from acting, merely preparing for battle and ensuring he remained in peak condition at all times.

Following Wan Miao’s words, Researcher Wang, standing beside the laboratory bench, handed two pairs of goggles to Wan Miao and Xiao Qiliang, then pressed a button on the bench.

The elder was dressed in a white middle-aged Daoist robe, his hair completely white, making him appear to be in his seventies or eighties. A closer look revealed an incomparably powerful aura radiating from him—the pressure of the late Sovereign God realm, making it impossible for any martial artist below that level to even catch their breath.

Under He Gong’s fierce assault, the Xiongnu cavalry retreated steadily. Finally, they carved a bloody path through the south of the valley, protecting Dong Zhong and the remnants of his forces as they fled toward Nanyu County. Watching Dong Zhong and the others disappear into the distance, Mu Ne sighed deeply; in the end, he had failed to cut off their retreat.

"It’s all in the past now. I won’t let anyone bully you ever again!" He didn't know what he was saying; he knew he had no right to make such a promise, but his reason had clearly vanished, and emotion had taken the lead.

Blue Diamond Tear’s eyes were brimming with tears. She turned away and remained silent for a long time, determined to bury her love deep within her heart.

In truth, even without transferring the funds, she could have easily bypassed the guarantee in the contract by filing a lawsuit or using underworld connections to find Hu Jinming. Yet, she had left behind one million. It was impossible to tell if she truly wanted to give Zhu Qingzi five hundred thousand or if she was simply mocking her.

Several days ago, Shemi’s supply transport was intercepted by Yang Heng in Yunzhong Commandery, resulting in the capture of seven thousand head of cattle and sheep, three thousand carts of fodder, and hundreds of barrels of milk wine. Such heavy losses made Shemi realize that his supply lines were stretched too thin, and if he continued to waste time in Shuofang Commandery, he was destined for failure.

Why did he ever go looking for the truth? It had caused Xuanxuan to suffer so much grievance. He truly regretted it. Had he known it would come to this, he should have taken Xuanxuan and left the moment Xiangxiang returned. Otherwise, Xuanxuan would never have been hurt like this. He felt regret—a maddening, desperate regret.

But fate rarely grants one's wishes. Just a few days ago, thirty thousand Xiongnu cavalry converged on Wuyuan Commandery. They were as fierce as tigers and exceptionally brave, launching at least six assaults on the city every day.

Walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Chen Zhengyang’s heart was in turmoil. The past rushed over her in waves, but she knew she could not give up. The custody of the children was in her hands; with their father gone, she had to give them double the love and ensure they grew up in a carefree environment.