132. Prime Minister Cao Humiliated Once Again

"Scoundrels!"

Inside the Prime Minister's residence in Xudu, Prime Minister Cao was in a towering rage.

Guo Jia and Xun You, munching on steamed buns, walked into the council chamber and encountered Cao Xiu heading out. Guo Jia asked in a hushed tone, "Who is the Prime Minister yelling at?"

"My sixth uncle!" Cao Xiu glanced toward the Prime Minister and replied with a low, amused chuckle.

"Cao Ziyu? Why would he be berating Cao Ziyu?" the two wondered aloud.

"Gongda, Fengxiao, you’ve arrived just in time. Come over and take a look at this letter."

"I don't understand why you saved him. Even if Fatty Yan wasn't there, the Immortal could still find someone else to ask for the location of the inheritance site," Ping said, frowning.

Some even suspected that the Immortal Ancestor had moved the heavens, yet others felt quite perplexed, for this rain clearly carried the stench of urine.

The reason Qin Ya did not use the more powerful Soul Spear was that he feared a single strike would shatter the target's Holy Soul; that would be far too easy on him.

Fu Wei could not believe it; for a demon to kill a member of the Demon Suppression Bureau was akin to an ordinary citizen challenging the government.

Burkitt's barrier was like an incredibly tough turtle shell. If one could not break through this barrier, which was as sturdy as a turtle shell, it was unlikely they could harm Burkitt.

Long Zaihou, considering himself a peerless prodigy of his generation, had been unable to get a word in for half a day. Seizing the opportunity, he quickly spoke the blunt truth, and the entire atmosphere improved significantly.

"You reckless thing, today I shall claim your dog's life." A cold glint flashed in Xiao Yuanzheng’s eyes as he channeled all his inner energy into the pitch-black blade in his hand.

Just then, an extra-long Bentley slowly drove up to the highway entrance, followed closely by three military vehicles.

"Of course things have improved. Look at how he’s taking the initiative to care about company affairs now. In the past, he wouldn't have bothered with such things. If he hadn't been prepared in advance this time, we would have fallen for Chen Tianhao's trap," Yang Bing said, cutting in before Shen Yi could finish her sentence.

Leaning against the wall, Chen Yu and the others looked toward a certain spot with excitement, all of them—like Hu Yan—desperately hoping for the Phoenix to appear soon.

"Yun, will she really be obedient? Might she reveal our secrets?" Consort Li leaned against him, her boneless arms wrapped around his neck, the scenery that had been obscured suddenly spilling out.

With that, she raised her hand and slapped Steward Zhang’s thigh. Everyone’s hearts leapt into their throats, and they shuddered violently, but hearing no sound of blood or gore, they couldn't help but exhale in relief.

"We have come to seek an audience with the God of War of the Nameless Immortal Realm." Even when mentioning Yuan Yi, the Celestial Emperor still harbored wariness and chill in his heart.

Qing Nuo was stunned. He suddenly did not know what to say; he had long since witnessed the cold heartlessness of the Young Master, yet he had not realized she did not even trust herself.

When Li Ming entered, Ye Zhiyuan had just hung up the phone. After a pause, he gave a slight nod to Ye Zhiyuan.

Lin Feng’s sword style shifted; the blade moved like rippling water, tender and soft, yet it lost nothing to the previous Heavenly Heart sword momentum. If the Heavenly Heart style emphasized ferocity, this Heavenly Affection sword was slower—but in that slowness lay a danger that was impossible to guard against.

Her eyes might not have been particularly enchanting, but they were clear, like a quiet pool of water. When she looked at you, it was as if a cool, refreshing stream were flowing slowly through your heart, leaving one feeling remarkably at ease.

"Why?" He faced me, a look of obvious confusion hanging on his peerless face.

Upon instantly grasping the implication with her intelligence, Zhangsun Wugou stared at Li Shicheng’s retreating back with a look of astonishment.

Su Xia patted its head in comfort, hesitated for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked toward the cave entrance.

After that, I took the risk of drawing out two Huangquan infantrymen to disrupt the attack formation built by the Iron-Blooded Emperor.

Xiu Ya’s handsome brows furrowed, a flicker of chaos passing through his eyes. After a moment of silence, he sighed heavily and said, "When the time is right, I will tell you. I promise." But for now... he could not say.