Chapter 408: Zhou Yuanshan's Conditions

"Mr. Zhou, you have made a wise choice," Li Chang'an said with a smile.

"However, I have one condition," Zhou Yuanshan said.

"What condition?" Li Chang'an asked.

"I want you... to kill Zhao Yi with your own hands." A flash of ruthlessness flickered in Zhou Yuanshan's eyes.

"What?!" Li Chang'an froze. "This... this is impossible!"

"Mr. Zhou, are you joking?" Li Chang'an forced a smile.

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Wei Lianxiang ran to Wukong's side, and without a word, prepared to help him into the wheelchair by the doorway.

Evasion arts could be considered precious; even high-level cultivators could not necessarily use them, because performing such a technique required a space gem to activate it. A gem like this was far more expensive than cloud essence stone.

Within a few days, the people from the Duke of Wei's estate found a residence in Sanye Alley within Changzhou Prefecture and moved in, news that instantly spread throughout the entire prefecture.

Throughout the process of Bai Li bandaging his wounds, Liu Ziheng endured by gritting his teeth; though the injuries looked excruciating, he did not utter a single sound.

At worst, he could just marry her and leave her untouched—after all, it was normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, so she could just sit at home like a flower vase while he brought a few more through the door.

Li Sun froze, not expecting Ye Daqian to assign him such a task; should he accept it, or should he not?

When the lid of the casket was fully opened, inside lay a five-foot golden sword wrapped in red silk; the golden sword was ancient in design and its blade was not sharp, yet its entire form seemed to harbor an infinite, ghostly chill. Ze'er picked it up and examined it for a long time, but aside from its golden color, he found nothing special about it.

Lü Tianming nodded; he currently possessed nearly two million top-grade spirit stones, confident that he could easily purchase several portions of seventh-grade pills.

However, as long as you understood even a shred of the relevant information, you would find that this claim was utter nonsense.

In short, Yeji chose to return to his own room to heal his wounds; they could not possibly possess many items of this kind, and after consuming them a few times, they were gone.

Generally speaking, analyzing from the perspective of "rationality," the Luchuan army should not choose to attack Mangu Fort. Yet the greatest flaw in this analysis was that it remained purely on the level of "analysis," without any sufficiently powerful intelligence to support it—to put it bluntly, it was mere armchair strategy.

A stream of green gas slowly drained from the middle finger of his right hand, hovering within the Divine Yang Golden Cauldron, and his entire body grew warm along with it.

"After that, you ended up drifting to the Qujing Garrison?" Jiang Yuwang now had a rough understanding of the girl's life story.

"Sorry, do you have a coin?" Kate repeated once more, her voice clear and pleasant, before explaining: "I want to call my father after I get off the bus. He doesn't know what happened at school yet, and I'm afraid he'll worry."

Li Chuan frowned; he did not particularly like this sort of thing. Once when riding the bus, he had encountered someone carrying a guitar and singing; the man had boarded without a word, started singing, and upon finishing, extended his hand to demand money from everyone, utterly unreasonable to the extreme.

This feeling was as if he had encountered a senior in his own country; an instinctive emotion of obedience surged from the depths of his heart.

And speaking of the local hotels in Las Vegas, they had undergone a massive transformation compared to when Chen Linzhi used to visit in the early years; the venerable Caesars Palace was beginning its renovation, the heavily invested Mirage Casino was doing a roaring business, and someone was planning to build a new Venetian-themed casino hotel with about two billion dollars.

For a fleeting moment, he suddenly realized that what he could achieve might be far broader than he had previously imagined.

Lincoln frowned. "It happened years ago. Now that you can save the person, can't you just explain it properly?" He felt it was no great matter—surely a master could just dole out some money to compensate a subordinate and be done with it.

Qin Yan said without the slightest hesitation, "I won't." For the sake of a sister, abandoning a friend was something he could not bring himself to do.