Volume 1, Chapter 99: The Safety Passage

There Is Always Spring in the Passing Years A white horse rides forth from Liangzhou. 1156 words 2026-03-20 13:22:12

The pithead of the Longsheng Coal Mine was packed with people, descending into utter chaos; cries and shouts tore through the pitch-black night sky.

However, his status was different now, as were the decisions he had to make. He was a commander, not a mere officer; he needed to oversee the entire army rather than obsessing over the losses of a single detachment.

"Sorry, sister, but this time… hehehe, I’m siding with Sister Feiyun," Xiao Mengyu declared, defecting to the enemy camp without hesitation.

"Tsk, me too. How could a barrier possibly be spotted?" Airike pouted, shrugged helplessly, and sat back down.

Although Ruona had not personally experienced the apocalypse ten thousand years ago, that history had been passed down through her ancestors from generation to generation, teaching all their descendants through proverbs, for it was, in itself, an unforgettable lesson.

The idle onlookers pointed and gossiped about Feng Yifeng and his companions. Having not returned for many years, Feng Yifeng had grown up, and his appearance had changed so significantly that many locals no longer recognized him. Zhao Yazhi, on the other hand, drew their attention, with everyone speculating if she was a celebrity.

In the Holy Light City, at the Adjudication Tribunal, over a dozen elders had gathered for what was, in effect, a small military council.

He grabbed Nicotine. At this moment, Chen Yufan had already activated the Eye of Truth to assess the attributes of the turbot.

In the upcoming national war, the Light faction would have a sufficient supply of fresh troops to engage on all fronts, and the Xiuer Empire would fulfill its responsibilities as an ally of the Dark faction.

Just as Gilgamesh had opened the Gate of Babylon, ready to strike at any moment, Li Lin’s voice rang out once again.

Due to the sudden change in scenery, Gilgamesh did not launch an attack immediately. Judging by his demeanor, he could not hold out for long, but in this situation, could he really continue to act so arrogantly?

Yin Ruojun yanked the car door open and jumped out, clutching Mo Xi. As he hit the ground, he positioned Mo Xi on top of him to ensure she wouldn't be hurt by the impact or scratched by the branches and stones on the flowerbed.

On the bulletin board at the back of the classroom, the left side bore the slogan "Go for the College Entrance Exam," while the right side was strangely adorned with drawings of tentacled monsters. Most importantly, the date on the signature predated the mobilization meeting by a full day.

In the Eight Views Palace of the Grand Pure Heaven, there are the fabled Eight Views. One of these is the "Courtyard Snow," which presents a scene thus: The season is late autumn, yet the landscape resembles midwinter. The verdant pines are crowned with jade blossoms, and the withered willows are hung with silver flowers. Beneath the steps, white powder lies upon the moss, and outside the window, the emerald bamboo sprouts jade-like shoots.

Yi Huarong was currently too busy dealing with the big fish to spare a hand to deal with him. But if he were to hold a grudge—well, a gentleman’s revenge is never too late, and his own political career had only just begun. Zhao Zhengce felt it simply wasn't worth the risk.

"Let’s get married." His affair with Shu Fang had reached its natural conclusion. Although he felt a lingering regret in his heart, Xiao Han knew his true feelings had to be buried deep. Given his status and influence, he could not afford a scandal, and he did not have the heart to hurt Shu Fang.

It was precisely for this reason that Luo Chengzhong felt a headache coming on. He could not make use of Zhao Zhengce, yet he could not move against him either, and he had to avoid offending him too deeply. Even a cornered rabbit will bite, and Luo Chengzhong knew that Zhao Zhengce was not only far from a soft, easily bullied rabbit, but was likely a lion resting and waiting for the right moment.

Old Madam Ye’s face flushed with embarrassment, but under the gaze of those around her, she found herself at a loss for words.

At the time, they had merely thought that one shouldn't air dirty laundry in public, but looking back now, they suspected that this might have been a deliberate attempt to conceal something.