Volume One, Chapter 45: The Parched Vessel

"Fine, I refuse to believe it!" Wang Ergou shouted, "Wife, have Tieniu cook another pot of rice right now!" Lin Hu hurried to add, "Ergou, three bowls of rice may not be enough. Bring me two more pounds of white liquor, two pounds of peanuts, and five pounds of pork head..." "You..." Wang Ergou was about to lose his temper, but suddenly paused. He had already eaten so much, no less than yesterday. Now they're asking for three more bowls of rice and so many dishes—could he really eat that much? The thugs were shaken and dared not pry any further. As soon as they were sent away, Yuan Shanbao returned to the main hall. Inside, Du Yuesheng and Chen Junrong sat side by side, with Lian Dayuan seated below them. They were waiting for him. Old foxes, Dong Li thought to himself. No wonder they're called invincible generals—with such cunning, how could they not win?

Xu Hong saw that only Qin Mengling and Fang Meiling strode confidently to his side, while everyone else, including their master Situ Huishan and senior sister Wei Hongfei, were among those bowing deeply to him. Anger, fear, grief, or perhaps regret—at that moment, Li Xinru truly didn't know how to face it all. Everything had happened so suddenly, leaving her completely at a loss.

"I'm leaving. Will you stay here, or come with me?" Qin Susu turned to look at Ouyang Jin. Yet, whichever of the two or three choices he made, he would face an even more difficult problem. Each time, Su Momo could only swallow her frustration and grudgingly carry out the tasks Shi Zichen ordered. Though he was already surrounded by the power of the "Tantric Demon-Subduing Pillar," the Celestial Dancer could not help feeling a chill in the face of the force wielded by Shen Feng's "Heavenly Soldier." "Alright, alright! Sister-in-law, I'll stop, I won't say another word!" Qin Mengling’s true nature was exposed by her own hand, and Long Yang’s goal was achieved, so he saw no need to provoke her further. He quickly waved his hand at her.

Ou Shaoxun moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end, nothing came out. Only when he saw her departing figure did he let out a deep sigh. "Stop pretending. I already spoke to General Huo—you never gave the order, and I'm not the first general to come looking for you. You're deliberately refusing to disband the troops," Ye Shikai retorted. He knew something unclean must be here, but for now, he couldn’t see it. "In that case, General, please select thirty thousand elite soldiers within five days and choose a talented commander to lead them. Five days from now, we will strike the enemy," Xu Jia said calmly. "By the way, Van Gogh, do you want to buy one?" the chubby fellow behind suddenly asked, picking up a box of Durex from a shelf.

As Cen Mohan casually reeled in his fishing line to remove the catch, he happened to notice a ring-shaped mark on the fish's belly. "Boss, what's your plan? Are you really going to stay with the Chen family forever?" Ghost asked in return. Allen conjured illusions several times, but Cao Qi saw through each one, calmly employing his escape techniques to strike Allen’s soul ever weaker. Yesterday, Qi Xianhai had gone out on some business, only to return and find his clansmen dead or wounded. After those two Blood Generals formed, the waters of the Bitter Sea cleared once more. Yet now, each of the two demon generals stood motionless, gripping a blood-red spear. Soso answered softly, absentmindedly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, showing no intention of giving An Jiajia a hard time. Ye Weilan, clutching her stomach, complained of hunger, and Qi Ye fed her. Before long, Dandang returned as well, making a "success" gesture.

She had never attended such a meeting before, and she thought Huangfu Yu’s tactics at the conference were simply brilliant.