"How should I address you, My Lady?" Wei Yuan asked.
The woman said, "I have no name."
Wei Yuan did not dwell on the matter, saying instead, "Next..."
However, his gaze was immediately drawn to the distant Platinum Great Hall. A beam of light fell from the chaos at the zenith of the dome, dense as flowing water, shining upon Si Tian and being absorbed by him in an endless stream. His head, which had previously looked like a deflated leather ball, swelled full once more. This time, without Wei Yuan secretly interfering—
"Indeed. Guo Shixun likely has quite a few helpers in the Earth and Wood Hall. These people may not know he is working for Zheng Yong, but they have most likely all benefited from him. So when the critical moment comes, they will still become his associates and accomplices."
Looking at Gongyu Sarong, who had already regained consciousness yet remained lying motionlessly on the snow with a numb expression, Han Bing felt truly mixed emotions churning in his heart.
In truth, it was not that Lei Dachui did not want to make a move; rather, he wanted to give his companions more opportunities to train and gain actual combat experience.
Second, the Dragon Gate Seal contained a powerful lethal move; if Wangtian City were to encounter a great catastrophe, everyone could still retreat to the City Lord's Manor to take temporary shelter.
At this moment, the ambushers lurking in the ravines on both sides of the mountain path either rode out on horseback or threw fireballs, rolling logs, and throwing stones, sweeping down both flanks of the hillside to mount a fire attack.
Emperor Yu's sleeping quarters was already right before their eyes, and Gongyu Sarong could even vaguely make out the black figure still seated atop the roof of the hall.
Chu Tian nodded and had no choice but to squat down. Looking up, he harnessed the stellar power of the Oblivion Star to conceal his aura, staring coldly at this venerable one.
No matter how tricky his moves were or how swift his speed, he ultimately did not dare clash head-on with Shen Yunpeng in direct physical contact.
In fact, he had been mistaken about one thing right from the beginning: the realm of a 'True God' as he had envisioned was indeed the embodiment of a certain concept. Its power was the rules, and within those rules lay its will, which meant that its power was its will.
"Your Majesty, in view of the sincere confession of Liu Zuoyang and the other two, and their proactive compensation for the court's losses, this humble minister proposes that their official titles be revoked and all property outside the three family residences be confiscated," Gao Xiaoyun voiced his recommendation without the slightest hesitation.
"Thank you, it is truly a great honor tonight." Jiang Se smiled and lifted the hand that had just been complimented. She had originally worn a platinum bracelet on that hand, but she had taken it off and replaced it with a Steinay invitation ribbon, with no other ornamentation beyond that.
Afterward, the assignment and placement of Might Guy's trio would no longer be Uchiha Matsuri's concern.
Ye Xinghao cushioned the stairs with his jacket so Yan Qinqing could sit down, while he stood beside her, both of them looking toward Zheng Lianxin leaning against the corner of the wall.
It was not hard to see that the frail one had difficulties and was having her identity questioned, showing what a pitiful state she was in.
Take the Nightmare Fiend, for instance. Having been born from hatred, she was more adept at spiritual attacks; unfortunately, these demonized humans could not even maintain their sanity, so spiritual attacks had truly limited effects on them.
Chen Mo's habitual gesture brought a faint smile to Gu Chenfeng's lips, and he held Chen Mo just like that, sleeping soundly through the night until the following morning.
Mary clapped and laughed with a compliment, which also snapped Ye An'an and Lance out of the lingering trance of their deep kiss.
There were only six of them in all, and with Tantai Junyan unconscious—bereft of combat capability and a complete encumbrance—how could they wear down these countless, tireless iron-clad warriors?
"Go over and sit down, everyone, don't just stand here," Father An said appropriately from the side; letting guests remain standing was hardly their way of showing hospitality.
Given Terumī Mei's temperament, if he were to sleep in the same room as her, Uchiha Matsuri probably would not get a good night's sleep tonight.
However, it had to be admitted that whoever created these pictures had truly superb Photoshop skills. Even as the person involved, though Chu Tianshu knew full well the photos were fake, he could not spot any flaws at first glance, so it was even less wonder that the leaders and staff from the organizational discipline inspection and supervision departments—unaware of the truth—would rather believe they were real than dismiss them.
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