Chapter 127: Plotting to Wed a Worthy Husband

The onlookers only then realized it was the Princess of Huai’an, and they hurriedly bowed to her. The princess stood proudly atop the stone lion, waving her hand with commanding presence.

“Rise, no need for formalities.”

Chen Xiang, startled, spread her arms wide. “Princess, please come down quickly; you might fall and hurt yourself.”

Zhu Huaqiong crossed her arms. “It’s fine. If she falls, I’ll catch her.”

Bai Huan turned to Uncle Luo with sincerity. “Uncle Luo, I understand this piece of agarwood is priceless to the Luo family. If you wish to sell it, I can—”

At the landing site, Feng Hua observed a bustling scene filled with soldiers and horses, brimming with energy and activity. Supplies were continuously being unloaded from ships and loaded onto carts. Soldiers disembarked steadily, artillery was hitched to animals, and the atmosphere was lively and relaxed, full of vibrant motion.

The executioner announced the crimes of the so-called “bandit horsemen” and their accomplices, concluding with the declaration of execution by firing squad. As the order was given, the gathered commoners and nobles fidgeted uneasily, yet before the bayonets, they all bowed their heads in submission.

At that moment, a slender man clad in a black woolen military uniform, wearing a flat cap and standing of modest height, entered near the ticket checkpoint. He swept his sharp, angular face across the surroundings with narrowed brows, exuding an unintentional but palpable aura of ruthlessness.

Yao Xiang glimpsed the tears at the corner of President Fang’s eyes, his heart tightening painfully. This was a father—a living, breathing man. “Compared to those brothers who died in battle, I am fortunate,” Fang Rui said quietly.

He did not resemble a schemer capable of overthrowing kingdoms; rather, he seemed like a wandering minstrel, rootless as a drifting weed, lost in melancholic thought. He moved with calm deliberation, adrift by fate, watching the world from afar without engagement. Although none believed this to be true, Long Ying could not shake the strange impression he left.

As for Comrade Wang Jingwei, surely after this meeting, he would have much to report upon returning.

Jianing Group, meanwhile, was burdened with debts exceeding 6 billion Hong Kong dollars, while its total assets barely reached 4 billion.

At Cleveland City Airport, Zhang Kong looked around at the unfamiliar crowd. The giant red poster bearing the number twenty-three proclaimed him the city’s beloved symbol. A confident smile crept across Zhang Kong’s face.

Of course, these thoughts were only uttered silently; not a single word dared to escape their lips. Having undergone rigorous selection and training by the organization, they knew well what could be asked or said, and what must remain unspoken.

Perhaps she still did not fully understand what true strength meant, but she was learning and striving to comprehend it.

“Old Hai, it’s real! Look!” Tian Yi stretched out his hands, and instantly, each fingertip emitted specks of light, shifting through ten colors in a dazzling display.

For that single pill, the cockatrice and the white ape clashed fiercely. Both beasts had thick hides and tough flesh, leaving the outcome uncertain.

Tian Yi, along with thirty-five senior and junior disciples, rushed to the courtyard upon hearing the call. Wan Si also joined them in gathering there.

Wei Chengmo’s blunt yet honest remark eased the tension among everyone. A sudden display of cold, formidable iron weapons before them stirred excitement and fervor among these veterans.

No reminders were needed. Almost as I finished speaking, Lin Yi and Yu Haitao instinctively shrank their necks and quickly lowered their heads beneath the car window.

At the place of punishment, when the celestial soldiers bound Cang Ge to the Heavenly Pillar, the resolute gleam in her eyes unsettled Qionghua.

After much thought, Bai Qianyu decided to visit the shops tomorrow to buy several sets of clothing and stockpile dried meat from ordinary beasts along with fresh water.

Returning to the press conference, Tang Buding allowed everyone ample time to savor the demonstration just concluded.

Therefore, even if the formula were made public, it could not solve the technical difficulties previously mentioned, let alone the dragon-shaped grass grafted by Tian Yi.