Chapter 296: I Don't Hope to Hear These Nonsense Phrases Again

Shen Qiuyue chimed in softly, her eyes downcast as she continued to wipe her dueling sword with meticulous precision.

"Sister Qiuyue, what you're saying is a bit unreasonable!"

Sun Yang protested: "I didn't make a mistake this time, and didn't we all finish the mission in the end?"

"You didn't make a mistake only because the captain and the rest of us covered for you!"

Han Ruoxi shot back without mercy: "Without our cover, you wouldn't have even had the time to retreat!"

"Alright then."

One must not put all their eggs in one basket; this was the law of survival and continuity for all clans in times of chaos.

However, he had a more important task at hand, which was to lure out the true mastermind behind the scenes.

Although the surface of the wound had healed beautifully, leaving it almost invisible to the naked eye, a faint sensation still lingered.

Black Oriole looked up upon hearing this and giggled, "Hehe, Brother, you're the best." She knew he was aware of her following him, yet he had not stopped her.

"I want to go home, I want to go home." Duoduo was weary of this place; not only was there no one to speak with her, but someone also coveted her rabbit fur, and Wuyu had even thought of burning Duoduo's hair.

She had once thought Zhao Zhen was a chauvinistic prig, but now it seemed this was likely the consensus of the vast majority.

Li Lin gently touched his own lips with a finger; he absolutely had not misseen just now—the man had indeed been kissing him.

The Third Prince watched the back of his second brother, initially wishing to converse with him a bit longer, but unfortunately, the man gave him no such opportunity.

Gu Yong seemed to have an epiphany as a trace of awkwardness surfaced on his face, while Mao Jie gazed at Lu Bu with complete bewilderment.

On the morning of this day, Lin Shenshen rose very early; before the sky had even broken into dawn, she crawled out from beneath the quilts to take a bath first, then donned a suit of black clothing she had specially prepared yesterday before heading downstairs toward the flower market.

Beholding Di Na's autumn-blossom fox eyes gazing at him with such "tender affection," Zhan Xintang's heart suddenly and inexplicably skipped a beat, a profound awkwardness twisting within him.

"Of course it's not fake! Furthermore, I intend to use your mouth to spread my renown as a Celestial Master; I want to personally infiltrate the inner sanctums of the Four Great Clans. Dismantling a clan from within is far more convenient than applying external force." Li Chen looked up at the sky, assuming an air of profound mystery that indeed bore a passing resemblance to a charlatan priest.

Hearing Mo Zihan's words, the black-clothed man lying in ambush above the latrine pit and Yi Wuchen outside the room both suffered simultaneous facial twitches.

"Chairman Li, I am here to report to you regarding the company's procedural matters. The preparations are essentially complete, and the Yangfan Group's wire transfer has been successfully processed; shall we list the registered capital in full?" The moment business was mentioned, Su Qingyi's countenance instantly reverted to its usual rationality.

"Prince Qi, you are a son of the Dongliang imperial lineage, how can you aid an outsider against the Emperor? In doing so, how can you face the ancestors of the Dongliang imperial clan?" Ying Yi stepped back, frowning as he spoke to Mu Jingqi.

Every supreme master was a person with a story; the deeds they had performed in the past were not necessarily inferior to Li Chen's, and were quite enough to strike awe into ordinary mortals.

Berated into a tongue-tied silence, Kim Min-jun stared blankly at the sneering Li Rui on the stage, his mind plunging into utter chaos.

Involuntarily, Jun Wuxie grew even more curious about this place; though it exuded weirdness at every turn, it also seemed to be desperately safeguarding something precious.

By right, Old Man Huang's condition should have improved immediately after the black witchcraft was expelled, but he was nowhere to be seen at this moment, which could not help but arouse curiosity.

According to the rules of combat, Number Nine was already a dead man at this juncture, stripped of all privileges belonging to the living, yet at this very moment, he was of immense utility to Dragon Thorn.

"Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang as described in 'The Legend of Qin' are figures of the Qin Dynasty, but in terms of seniority, they belong to the same era as the First Emperor," Lin Yu said with a light chuckle.

Yang Jian knew that Purple Pupil was looking at Yulei Ying. Yulei Ying also shrank behind Yang Jian's back in slight trepidation, tugging at the corner of Yang Jian's clothes. Yang Jian gave her a comforting look, then walked over cradling the wooden box.