146. Sun Ce's Revenge

In Huainan, Prime Minister Cao and his entourage returned to Hefei travel-worn and weary.

"Greetings, Prime Minister!"

In Hefei County, Jia Xu led over twenty commandery officials to welcome Prime Minister Cao back at the city gates. Win or lose, the proper respect had to be shown to Prime Minister Cao.

"Wenhe, please rise!"

Prime Minister Cao quickly stepped forward to help Jia Wenhe up. Had Jia Wenhe not sent a rescue party in time, he probably would not have made it back. Therefore, upon seeing Jia Xu, Prime Minister Cao displayed an exceptional warmth.

The oiled-paper carriage stood there quietly, its two horses blowing puffs of air in bewilderment, as if nothing had happened at all.

Ling Yichen simply assumed that she found attending a video conference a bit boring and did not want to stay, so he naturally nodded in agreement.

Therefore, Madam Wang did not bother to discipline the concubine-born son, and Cui Da thus remained by Aunt Li's side until he moved out to live in the outer courtyard at the age of ten.

At the pre-match press conference, the inevitable questions regarding Wu Sanshi were raised once again, and Rubi maintained his strongly worded stance.

***

In theory, the people Jiang Honghui needed to hide from had either been arrested or were already dead. Since all the people he should be hiding from were finished, why on earth would he still come to seek refuge in a prison?

The jade hairpin—for some unknown reason, before devouring the brilliant, golden gates, hearing the master speak like this always made one feel deeply moved, as if setting off on a brand-new journey.

Of course, upon learning that he was the Director of the Planes Administration, it was not without its good news. What made Huo Zhongqiang happiest was that, within the Planes Administration, he and Pan Ning were truly husband and wife in every sense of the word.

She frowned as she looked over. The person sitting opposite Mu Ya... looked rather familiar indeed. She rapidly searched her memory and finally remembered.

Meng Hui still felt it was better to complete the task using the original host's identity. Having experienced it firsthand, the original host's inherent personality would be deeply influenced and thus altered. Unfortunately, this world lacked a suitable vessel for possession, so she could only take her time.

Lu Chiwa leaned against the deck railing, facing the cool morning sea breeze as he chatted on the phone with the mother of his child.

Since they were both divine-tier spiritual entities, well, fellow villagers meeting in a foreign land always had to stop for a chat.

"Did I hit the nail on the head? Then let me guess further: isn't your uncle's relationship with you and He Yiyue also rather unusual?" An Mu boldly ventured.

Although she always felt that this old woman in front of her was a bit strange, giving her number to Boss Bai shouldn't be a problem anyway. After all, given the old lady's advanced age, telephone scams and the like were practically out of the question.

Shi Nuo rapidly analyzed within his heart what he believed could explain why An Mu understood him so well.

***

They seemed to be leaving today as well. I forced myself to greet them naturally, but when Sawada Tsunayoshi looked over at me, recalling what happened last night... I still couldn't help but look away.

However, because the Inca King sought to exchange gold for his freedom, he ordered officials everywhere to strip gold from various palaces and temples. Fearing that the Spaniards would damage the palaces and temples in their greed for gold, the priests of many such sanctuaries began concealing some of the gold.

A hundred of them had come this time, representing the vast majority. It was estimated that quite a few inner courtyard students had to resort to borrowing money just to scrape together their tuition fees.

Li Lili chose a table near the door and sat down gracefully, while the man with the bird's-nest hair followed closely behind and sat next to her.

"What... what??" Dark One instantly felt as though the world had turned surreal. Had the master taken the wrong medicine today, craving a coarse-grain flatbread? Dark One looked at the flatbread in his hand and thought silently: And it's even the one I took a bite of.

"You—why should I do it? I won't do it, I will never do it!" A flash of panic crossed Hu Xinjun's face as she protected her belly and shouted.

Through this mix of half-Japanese and half-English conversation, both of them confirmed one thing: the FBI was genuinely formidable.

"There's nothing I can do, seeing as I violated the prohibitions of the human world. If the Ghost King hadn't been putting pressure on him, I wouldn't have been so lucky as to hide out here with you," said Heichi.