Chapter 187: To Destroy a Man, You Must First Destroy His Spirit

Twenty seconds later, caught in a tangle of rage and inner turmoil, the guard commander surnamed Zhao finally sank to his knees, kowtowing to Yuwen Deguang. As he struck the ground with his forehead, bitter tears streamed down his face.

"Good, good, good! Commander Zhao is indeed a man of the times who knows how to bend with the wind, a virtue I deeply admire. Haha. Who is next?"

Seeing the one who had always stood steadfastly beside the stone—

Just as she started to speak, she abruptly stopped herself. The second half of the sentence, "should like Fang Jinyu," was forcefully swallowed back down.

"I don't think we need to search the Northern Wilderness," Wuyou Qi said. "Before we came, several of the Primordial Ancestors mentioned that they had already basically ruled it out. The greatest possibility is the Desolate Sea. Since the spacetime node happened to be near the Desolate Sea at that time, we should proceed along Mount Yun and find a way to explore once we get as close to the Desolate Sea as possible!"

Jiang Yichen, who stepped out of the elevator right behind them, was recognized by a few people outside the doors, who pointed and whispered at him.

Yet I gave them compensation; for the most valuable piece of raw jade, I specifically had Dingding supplement an extra tenth of its spiritual energy.

At that moment, he suddenly understood those words, while also realizing with agonizing profundity what a terribly foolish choice he had made. The cruel reality finally forced him to see his own naivety.

Having not seen her for several months, Ma Shanshan was noticeably much more cheerful and far more talkative. She said this was all thanks to Jiang Xi; after spending a long time with Xixi, one naturally became radiant and sunny.

Even so... throughout a full half month, there was never any shortage of the grain and medicine provided by the Xie family. However, the Xie family members had always kept such a low profile that the commoners assumed it was entirely due to their Prince's grace and showered him with boundless gratitude.

*No wonder I was teleported here; Palace Master Yun has certainly gone to great lengths,* she thought to herself.

Yet her grandfather stubbornly refused, continuously ordering Zhou Yihang to serve tea and pour water, and even demanding her to stay aside and listen to their conversation.

They had already decided that if this guy tried to stall and deceive them like Hydra, they would resolutely bail and deal with Tony Stark themselves.

"M-Master, the Hour of Chen has passed; it is time to enter the examination halls." While Zuo Yanru continued to gaze at Zhang Pu and the others, his exhausted personal attendant bravely supported himself and offered a painful reminder.

As for Yifan having joined the company only a few days prior—making it utterly absurd that he could cause someone's death—the rumor-mongers covered it up with the so-called "truth" that "the two had been together long ago, and Yifan only found a new love after coming to Qirui."

"Spare my life, Your Majesty! This humble concubine committed this heinous crime merely out of a momentary desire to vie for your favor," Consort Miao wailed, prostrating herself on the floor.

With Yao Yiyi's departure and Qi'er's return to her hometown, the Liang family's once-bustling estate seemed to revert to its accustomed tranquility.

My mother's exquisitely beautiful face was covered in crimson blood, crimson blood that soaked into the floor tiles of the room, reminding me of the few Chinese flowering crabapple trees my father had planted in my courtyard—they bloomed in this exact same shade.

"Don't waste your breath on him, let's go," Su Wangewu said angrily, pulling Yan Mumu toward her, shoving her into the car, and then climbing in after her.

The regrets of his youth were finally mended today, leaving Takeda Harunobu with a complex swirl of emotions too profound for words.

"My subordinates are simply worried that His Majesty will demand results on schedule and we won't be able to fulfill our mission!" Hong Chengchou's expression was dark and heavy with worry.

If Yifan were here right now, he would undoubtedly flash a smile and chime in, "It's only right for you to take my surname; a wife follows her husband, after all." He might even drag her down to the civil affairs bureau on the spot to register for a red marriage booklet to secure his legal rights.

Following a 6-1 thrashing, last season's Premier League champions Leicester City equaled an ignominious record, marking the worst defeat suffered by a defending Premier League champion in the season immediately following their title triumph.

Whether it was truly a case of enemies crossing paths on a narrow road, as she walked along, she spotted Yu Xuan handing out flyers right in front of them.