Chapter 112: Jumping from the Plane
The Atlantic Ocean. A massive warship lay anchored steadily upon the waters. This vessel was not merely the Alexander Base; it was a symbol of a millennium of accumulated wealth. Though not part of the military, the owner operated under their authorization. On the deck, Alexander and Aro stood side by side. Behind them, a dozen heavily armed private soldiers stood at rigid attention, keeping watch. While few in number, every one of them was an Alexander elite.
Of course, there had been those who came to borrow money, claiming it was for Dongdong’s medical treatment, but neither parent had agreed. Regarding this, neither Li Wudao nor Wang Dong'er found it strange, for ever since Li Wudao decided to build the ground base, the surface had never known a moment of peace.
Huyan Nuanxin clearly sensed a flicker of hesitation from Mo Liuchi, yet, with things having reached this point, she was unsure whether she should continue to press the matter.
Xu Zhuo ignored the fox’s corpse, riddled with bloody holes, and was preparing to turn back to wake Liu Shasha and the mentally ill man. However, a glance caught something shimmering faintly within an underground stream not far away, and he walked over to investigate more closely.
"Very well, my lord." After rising, Laikes gave a slight bow to Wei Xu, then consciously hunched his shoulders and ducked into the cave to lead the way. Wei Xu followed behind, with Luoben bringing up the rear.
As she spoke, she handed Kai-ge to the wet nurse following behind. Only then did Lin Zhixuan realize that Lin Shuxuan had actually brought both children along.
For a moment, both Huang Chang and Old Man Lou were stunned. They looked at each other, unable to utter a word.
At this moment, Lu Qiang no longer wished to argue with Zhang Yimei, for it was meaningless. The shred of familial affection he once held for her had been ground away the moment she committed adultery.
"Only after getting close to you and Meng Chi did I realize that Meng Chi treats you most uniquely. Clearly, Tang Miao is gentle and virtuous, and Tang Ran is serene and pleasant, yet you alone possess a domineering air that suggests you are the center of the world. And yet, Meng Chi is different only when it comes to you."
He was roasted like a pig. Although it could not harm Lu Tianyu, he still felt quite uncomfortable; between the water and the fire, he was soaked and dried, dried and soaked. Once he finished washing off, he could only be described by one idiom: light as a swallow, feeling refreshed to the very marrow of his bones.
"The Grand Marshal ordered me to Luoyang, and I dared not refuse. For the past three days, I have ordered the clearing of Wang Shou'en's private wealth, totaling over three hundred thousand strings of cash. Please, Grand Marshal, have a look." Han Yi presented the inventory. Guo Wei glanced at the list without surprise, for he had long been mentally prepared.
Chu Tianshu looked at the bolted iron door, walked over to the bed with the quilt, and flopped down on his back.
The man appeared to be about twenty-one or twenty-two years old. His clothes were tattered but kept clean and tidy. His boots were worn and covered in dust, their original color indistinguishable. His expression suggested he had been sleeping in the open and traveling for many miles, yet he carried a staff at eyebrow height, his physique as formidable as a majestic general.
He sat in a corner of the main hall, feeling exhausted to his core—a weakness and haggardness rising from the depths of his soul, as if he had fought a fierce war only to be defeated in the end.
"Filthy goblin, you still haven't told me what you are doing here," Jiang Feng said, very angrily.
Three hundred prisoners were forced to their knees beneath the city gates. The common people of Zhengzhou, both inside and outside the walls, swarmed to watch. The executioners' steel blades glinted with blinding light under the scorching sun.
Zhang Ning did not pursue immediately; he intentionally waited a moment, then turned to exchange a look with the old shopkeeper before casting a glance at the jewelry left on the table.
As Faming and Long Ying stepped into the courtyard, the two hulking guards prepared to block their path, but suddenly, expressions of terror crossed their faces as they retreated to either side. To an outsider, it might have appeared they were welcoming the two guests, but Long Ying knew that Faming had used his Heavenly Demon aura to force them back.