Chapter 258: Bug Extermination Squad

"You still have the nerve to complain about being tired?" Sun Yang curled his lip. "Your lightning control is a total mess. It's nowhere near as steady as my suppressive fire!"

"Oh, please! If your suppressive fire had been half a beat slower, we'd all be finished by now!" Han Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him, her retort swift and merciless.

"Alright, that's enough from both of you," Li Chang'an said, rubbing his shoulder as he sat by the table. "The training these past few days has been intense, but we still need to mind our pace. Don't just think about slacking off, but don't overdo it either."

Lu Tao could no longer afford to care about appearances; he had no choice but to drag the other's legs forward so they hung securely against his body, holding them close to make the descent slightly easier.

You Wu gave a sharp shout, and together with Xia Jiahou's attendants, they frantically helped Xia Jiahou up, half-carrying and half-lifting him as they hurried toward the carriage.

Luo Yuan answered Yu Ruyan's question casually without a moment's hesitation, maintaining his usual air of serene detachment throughout.

To dare cause such a scene in Tianshi Pavilion and still have the manager groveling before him—this Master Xin across from them clearly possessed an immense and formidable background.

After Ouyang Bingbing left, Du Aobai felt utterly awkward; she felt a lingering guilt earning such a high salary without contributing anything to her employer, yet she had no idea what she ought to do.

Hearing others address him by that title filled Section Chief Chen with an immense sense of satisfaction, reflecting on how he had languished in this position for ten years, yet today he finally had his chance to rise. He cast a glance back at the man surnamed Jiang, silently vowing to settle their old scores slowly.

"Understood." Whether it was the three motorized vehicles already waiting in ambush ahead or the four giving relentless chase from behind, all of them roared into action upon receiving the command, speeding off in the exact same direction.

Fu Ming frowned slightly, wondering if the sheer destruction of a single clan could truly exert such a direct and profound impact on the development of an entire town.

The energy unleashed by the combat card attached itself to the cold weapon, providing it with an auxiliary boost to its overall combat power.

Everyone held it and used it every single day, and it was only that long—such a simple question, so easy to answer, requiring no profound or advanced erudition whatsoever.

Before long, Wang Mou received the news. Ever since Zhang Ning was designated as the successor, those seeking to flatter her had multiplied, making information within the manor exceptionally fluid, though unfortunately, the Liang siblings had dismissed their attendants before speaking, leaving the contents of their conversation unknown.

The Zhang Dock of today was vastly superior to Zou County's seat in every conceivable aspect, from its roads and defenses to its sanitation and general standard of living.

"We... we were drinking tea together, discussing... discussing affairs of state," Fang Zheng muttered, his usual heroic bluster deflating entirely.

"Your Highness, I told you long ago that you are not the only one in this world who knows how to play the game of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

Dongling arrived precisely as promised, though it caught her somewhat by surprise to find Ye Yulin there as well, rendering her suddenly self-conscious as she had assumed Master Mu had invited her alone, never expecting Ye Yulin to be included.

Right at that moment, dense and thunderous explosions erupted once more from the distant harbors, airports, and every vital transportation artery.

It was precisely this enticing promise that had given rise to the merchant caravans along this trade route, and it was this very ethos that allowed them to continuously expand and flourish until they reached the magnificent scale seen today.

However, the varied topography of the Shandong hills allowed tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans to scatter and escape, meaning—as Xi Zhicai implied—that those capable of fleeing were mostly the young and strong, effectively weeding out the old and weak, which would likely cause their actual combat effectiveness to rise.

Fang Zheng glanced casually at the gift list and was instantly taken aback by the Crown Prince's extraordinary generosity, which included pearls from the Eastern Sea, coral from the Southern Sea, chests of gold ingots, and mountains of fine silks—treasures that would easily fetch two to three hundred thousand taels of silver if converted.

Having been separated from her for a mere second, Gu Chen already felt as though his heart had been torn into a thousand jagged fragments by the evening wind, beyond any hope of ever being mended.

Thus, Madame Duan personally ordered the place to be swept clean and inspected it several times herself before allowing the maidservants to support Zhou Jiayao as she stepped outside.