Chapter 52: The Suspicious Footstool

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After returning to Peach Blossom Garden, Meigong Xue wrote down the matter she had been thinking about all the way home: a token for Zhou Fu.

She absolutely must not forget it this time. When they met again, she would have something to give him.

But what should she give him?

She had nothing of any real value to offer. It seemed she would have to put some thought into it.

What they could never have imagined, however, was that Xu Le’s medical skill had reached such an astonishing level. He did not need to take a pulse or use a stethoscope; with merely a glance, he could identify the illness. Wasn’t that even more incredible than those so-called X-rays?

Her eyelashes trembled faintly. She raised her fair fingers and tucked her soft hair behind her ear, then found a comfortable position and drifted back into a dream.

Of course, bullets were different. The length of the barrel, the density of human muscle—none of these were the same, and neither were the sensations.

“Because you’re a bad man. You keep tormenting me in one way or another without end,” Shen Muqing said, her face flushed and her breathing hurried.

A guard stepped forward and pulled the wooden cabinet out from above. A faint, secluded fragrance immediately filled the viewing platform.

Soldiers. Yun Ting and Xia Shu were the commanders of Yonglin City’s garrison, not ordinary soldiers, so Ye Li had no intention of deceiving them. If a military commander could not see the situation before him clearly, there was no point in discussing anything else.

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Eight exquisitely made mung-bean cakes were nestled among several tender green mint leaves. Pu-erh tea must have been jostled along the way, yet not a single crumb had fallen off, showing that the cakes had just the right firmness.

“Very well. I can draw the blood in several batches and give it to you the morning after tomorrow,” Feng Yufei said, accepting the porcelain bottle and nodding.

Situ An knew nothing of Zhou Ziya’s thoughts. Otherwise, he probably would not have been so reckless.

Perhaps sick people were especially vulnerable. They always hoped that the person beside them would be someone they truly cared about.

Had they been ordinary people, they would most likely have been so frightened by those hideous creatures that they would not have dared move.

Gandalf was asking a question when, suddenly, a horn sounded at the entrance to the valley. A troop of cavalry proceeded in orderly fashion across the narrow bridge.

Chu Han did not answer. He merely gave a cold laugh and charged out to kill again. What was the point of all that talk in the middle of a fight?

Whether trouble would arise during this journey remained to be seen, but they would do well to take the task of investigating the bandits’ strength and true situation seriously.

After all, the double he had found looked seven or eight parts like him. An ordinary person would never be able to tell them apart.

As he spoke, Li Chen continued directing the movement of the light chain crusher vehicle. Since he had a firm hold over its hatred, and the monster was rather single-minded, it would attack only the object of its hatred. In a way, that was a blessing for his companions.

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When the soldiers of the Southern Commandery saw the iron contraptions pushed out by the bandits, they froze in astonishment. It was their first time seeing such things, and for a moment, none of them could make sense of what they were looking at.

At that moment, a large number of soldiers had gathered on the training grounds of Yellow Wind Stronghold. They were all elite troops from the stronghold.

Chu Fei did not think much of it. The Golden Marrow Pill was indeed no challenge for him; otherwise, he would never have refined so many of them with such ease.

Upon hearing this, Empress Zhou’s delicate body trembled faintly and she stood stunned for a moment. Then her beautiful eyes shifted, and no one knew what was going through her mind.

Although the official announcement had yet to be issued, Lin Zheng’s withdrawal from school had already become common knowledge at No. 7 Middle School.

The next morning, Zhou Yang found an excuse to send Gao Feng and Hua Shengnan away. He then slept through the entire day. It was not until seven that evening that he took a shower, left the house, and headed toward Beitang Bar.

Zhou Yang was speechless. He thought that with his own handsomeness, he ought to have received a perfect score outright. Surely there was nothing in this world that his handsome face could not make up for.

With this move, he intended not only to shatter Auberdine’s protective aura, which defended against life-force attacks, but also to kill Lloydes’s close guard, Mark, with a single arrow.

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