Chapter Twenty-Three: A Divorce Fraught with Twists and Turns

“Brother Geng, if you keep talking nonsense, I won’t speak to you anymore.”
Geng Zhongcheng’s words made Su Chan, who had just regained her composure, blush fiercely, feeling embarrassed on the spot.
Ye Cheng, meanwhile, looked at Geng Zhongcheng with helplessness, thinking to himself:
Old Geng, old Geng, is this really cleverness? Anyone could have thought of this solution...
“Warring States Karp? I hope you manage to kill me today.” Kaido of the Hundred Beasts spoke with the frustration of a hero without a worthy opponent.
Earlier, he had sifted through several options in other documents, but in the end settled on this requirement, for the other demon dreams were equally difficult to handle.
I’ve seen plenty of bones, and even ghosts don’t scare me, but what I’m witnessing now truly leaves me dumbfounded.
I thought to myself, the blade’s already at my throat, and you’re talking about rewards? If I can get out safely, I’d thank your ancestors for eight generations.
With so many junior and mid-level officers assassinated, the U.S. forces stationed in Hawaii had completely lost control. The senior officers didn’t even know whom to issue orders to, and as for the lowest ranks, recognizing them would be a miracle.
“Our wandering charges are vanishing—disappearing in waves—and Dan Ying is gone too. There’s only one possibility I can think of: that strange place and that evil event have begun again! I must go rescue them!” The moment I spoke of these things, I was so agitated I could barely form coherent sentences.
“All right!” You Xiao, seeing that it was indeed getting late, escorted Mou Yiping out of the café and bid him farewell.
Yet Tong Guai Guai felt something was amiss. Listening closely, she could faintly hear the distant roar of a locomotive and the croaking of frogs from the pond.
But Fan Qingyun, already obsessed and determined to obtain the Ao Tian Manual, would never be deterred by a single word from Dong Han.
When Mrs. Gu from his household called, her conflicted yet insistent tone convinced him that Shen Nianhua’s family must be causing trouble again, so he listened intently.
He reached out, wanting to gently brush her hair, but his hand stopped abruptly in midair. A pang of sorrow flickered in his eyes, and with a soft sigh, he turned and walked away.
“What use is there in bringing anyone else? Among the Human Empire, he is the most outstanding. With him, we can surely restore the Demon Clan’s rule over the continent,” Su Qiao said.
Is this some punishment for my insolent offense? He sighed helplessly and lay down fully clothed.
“Don’t worry. If you train diligently, it won’t take long. My magic must not be lost to history. When the time comes, I’ll send you back to Dragon City,” Bingyu promised.
Among the crowd, aside from Fan Xueyi, all were gods and demons with lifespans of tens of thousands of years. For them, a year was but the blink of an eye; waiting a year seemed no hardship at all.
“What is it?” Naito Nakaba noticed Utogomi Masaji’s face had turned strange, and immediately grew nervous himself.
“Humph, that’s enough drinking for today. Being around people like this is truly nauseating!” Long Fist finished his words, bid farewell to Governor Xue Shao, and led his group straight toward the main entrance. As he passed the imperial envoy, he shoved him aside forcefully.
Yong Ning sneered inwardly, but showed nothing on her face, calmly sipping her tea and pretending not to notice.
Chu Moshang’s eyes narrowed as he watched the blood drip down, feeling no pain at all. Why was the female sword here in another world?
Shi Zhongqiu looked troubled. He had served as deputy mayor for a long time and naturally hoped to advance further. Although he handled the town’s economic affairs, apart from a single printing company, it was difficult for the town to reach a higher economic level.