099. Interview with Diao Chan

“Zi He, have Gao Shun and the others set out yet?”

Outside the main hall, Cao Xin approached Cao Chun to inquire.

“Sixth Brother, they left two hours ago.”

“Take men and bring them back. Since Lü Bu has surrendered to Yuan Shao, we cannot deliver our men to Yuan Shao.”

Originally, he had thought Lü Bu would be dispatched to guard the frontier, so he petitioned the Chancellor to spare Gao Shun and the others. Those unwilling to surrender could accompany Lü Bu’s family to the frontier to find him.

Xiang Zhende, seated in a chair, was quietly puffing on his dry tobacco pipe. Hearing Zhao Hongmei’s shouts, he merely glanced up at her before resuming his smoking.

Cheng Dezhong nodded thoughtfully; the village chief at least understood the situation. Shielding An Jiaguo served no purpose—his own family schemed against an orphaned child. What kind of strength was that?

A soft veil of white gauze came into view. Shen Yun sat up, her eyes wandering blankly around the elegantly furnished room. Dark wood furniture, landscape paintings, all arranged with an antique charm.

The entire Nu’er family warmly welcomed Xiao Jingsheng and his household. Led by locals, An Xia and Xiao Ran savored authentic roasted whole lamb, charcoal-grilled lamb chops, nan-kang meat, yellow noodles, mixed noodles, flat bean noodle flags, and a variety of ethnic delicacies.

The plump pale-faced man twitched incessantly, sweat beading across his forehead, his whole body trembling as if shivering uncontrollably.

Among them, Wu Chunyu happened to occupy a favorable position. When Leng Changlin approached, she was directly facing him.

So she decided to head into town to buy a new dress and get a haircut; her lipstick had run out over the past couple of days, and she had been too lazy to replace it.

The child who found the stone was overjoyed, claiming to have discovered treasure. However, the elder quickly covered the disciple’s mouth upon hearing this.

The second sister ignored her parents’ words. In truth, she had long since given up hope for them, her heart dead to their pleas.

Skill 1: Bamboo Strike — When the Green Demon attacks, it wields its bamboo board fiercely against the enemy, dealing damage equal to 100% of its attack power.

But this creature’s attack speed genuinely shocked Zichuan. Just moments ago, during those few strikes, he had failed to see precisely how it attacked. While part of his distraction contributed, the primary cause was the sheer astonishing speed of its assault.

“Cough, cough—cough, cough, cough—” A metallic sweetness filled her throat as warm blood trickled from the corner of her lips. Thin Yanhe’s forehead was slick with sweat; her fingers turned pale yet still clung tightly to the ground.

Di He shifted his gaze from Nan He to the zombies advancing from afar toward them.

“I swear everything I’ve said is true. If I lie, may this sun scorch me to death!” Old Nine raised his hand, pointing toward the rising sun in the sky, swearing an oath.

“Don’t just stand there feeling sentimental; hurry and see if there’s a shortcut to the exit!” Feng Hua shouted up from below.

The others curled their lips. Though Liu Fenghui lacked martial skills, he excelled at flattery and sycophancy.

Already terrified to the core, Tos pointed at Sasuke with trembling fingers, as if the slightest forward movement from him would provoke immediate action.

In the carefree empire, after all projects had entered a period of stability, Old Nine finally found some free time. The place was now overrun with players chasing the upgrade frenzy, and Old Nine joined in, though he wisely avoided competing for monsters with others.

Yi Ren, almost ready to applaud her own cleverness, immediately put her plan into action. She first created a shadow clone, then used emotional points to strengthen it to such a degree that even Zhaomei could not distinguish it from the real one.

She had intended to personally meet with Teacher Chen upon arrival, but Chen Zhan had gone to guide the county, so Manli would have to wait until the next day.

After the meal, none had yet recovered from Ji Wuhuan’s fury. Moreover, Shen Qing was no gentle soul. Once everyone tidied up, they behaved properly and waited outside until a messenger arrived, announcing that Madam Liu of Jingzhao and her eldest son Liu Qing requested an audience.