Chapter 51: The True Culprit Revealed, The Supreme Court

Ever since the poetry gathering at Qiushui Tower, Su Shi knew that his senior martial uncle was definitely not a respectable man and must have gone off to indulge in wine and women.

Looking at his two younger brothers throwing themselves into Jun Qinghuai's arms, Qiao Sibai felt more than a little envy and jealousy.

Tang Zhen was seriously ill, and if he were to collapse completely, wouldn't that be a tremendous benefit for the Li family? Therefore, not only did the housekeeper fail to offer the slightest bit of help, but he also unceremoniously uttered a few harsh criticisms.

Dinner was a simple dough-drop soup, topped with some chopped scallions and a dash of sesame oil, making it both delicious and warming.

Gu Yuan opened the bottle stopper and poured a little Source Water for each of the people lying on the ground, significantly healing the injuries on their bodies.

"You did nothing?" Old Madam Qiao asked aloud rhetorically, looking mockingly at Jun Qinghuai with a tone of blatant disbelief.

On crystal-clear plates were arranged wax apples from Taiwan, golden mangoes from Thailand, and the famous "Gualv" lychees airlifted from southern China, while the room was permeated with the elegant fragrance of white sandalwood.

Since Wang Ernian, who had sold the coffin most recently, knew neither the whereabouts of his parents nor the location of the old residence, what about the merchants who used to do business with his parents?

Although they hadn't been apart for very long—only a few days—during the period when Ran Xian was on vacation previously, Xu Yang and Ran Xian had practically spent every single day together reading and discussing the script.

Concubine Shui was inherently a clever person, so wouldn't handling such matters be effortless for her? Chen Bainian appreciated Concubine Shui's innocence and kindness, and grew increasingly displeased with the First Madam.

Kangxi knew full well of his frail constitution, yet he dispatched him to such a frozen wasteland as Shengjing. What his underlying intentions were went without saying.

Lin Hang smiled, patted Ling'er's head, and silently activated long-range spatial teleportation. During their flight with Ling'er, he had already memorized the general direction, so with a shift of their figures, the two returned to the valley outside their starting point.

"I... I didn't..." Ashley's weapons had all been confiscated by the Crusaders when she was in Mountain City, leaving her with only an iron bar in her hand.

The Great Elder feared that Lin Hang would exhaust himself running around for China and sacrifice his own cultivation time. In his opinion, even if China produced ten thousand growing talents, they could not compare to Lin Hang and Old Wang, which was why he offered a couple of words of reminder here.

Two years is neither long nor short. When the time comes to leave military life behind, you will only discover that you actually have no regrets at all.

Xia Han had witnessed Bai Xi's stubbornness during that tedious enrollment ceremony! She clearly needed the quota for an official disciple of Myriad Spirits Academy, yet when he was prepared to concede defeat, she treated it as charity.

All those old misdeeds—such as her ingratitude, her lust for the position of leader of Mount Hua, and how she wronged Hu Qingyang—were dragged out and exposed right in front of the Six Great Sects.

Hearing that voice speak out once again, Xia Han felt as though his heart was about to leap out of his chest, and his joy was beyond words! According to what was said, Senior Brother Wanfang could actually be resurrected; this was naturally a momentous piece of great news.

The tattooed man felt somewhat disappointed. He had also heard rumors that the Boulder Gang had been utterly wiped out single-handedly by an unknown visitor, and he had assumed that Leisen was a surviving remnant of the Boulder Gang, hoping to glean some information from him as a reference for whether he should go and occupy Lingdu.

"They are still maintaining a low orbit, but have not entered a descent orbit. This is very strange; they have no reason to waste fuel up there." The staff officer at headquarters looked over the data and then replied with a hint of puzzlement.

"Things have come to this, so further talk is useless! I can pretend I didn't hear what you just said, but if there is a next time, don't blame this old man for turning hostile and refusing to recognize you!" Ren Haoran's expression shifted slightly, and he cast a cold glare at Gu Huan.

One side had nothing to fear, which meant the other side was plunged into a position of disadvantage. Tao Tao was pinched at her weak spot by the detestable fatty, and since intimidation failed, she had no choice but to try communicating with Wright. Unfortunately, no matter what she tried to say, she couldn't utter complete words; babbling and flailing her hands and feet made it utterly impossible for Wright to understand her meaning.

Therefore, without an elder to guide the way, wanting to step into the Xuantian Sword Sect was nothing more than wishful thinking. Although the Maze Formation was not some immensely powerful array, it was by no means something ordinary mortals could break through.

"This must be the so-called Pope's Chamber," Yueye thought to herself as she surveyed the surrounding scenery.

As soon as Chen Feng sent the message, he noticed a momentary silence in the guild channel, followed by an explosion of activity. Countless names demanding private chats flashed by frantically, and some people even started shouting loudly right in the guild chat, though unfortunately Chen Feng had long since turned on mute and couldn't hear them.

Worrit paid no attention to the broadcast playing on the airwaves. Once an approaching vessel entered radar and communication range, theoretically speaking, the observers had virtually nothing left to do. Meanwhile, the *Cassandro*, a destroyer stationed at a corner of the Eighth Fleet's box formation, bore the responsibility of anti-air surveillance over a rather vast area.

On the other side, seeing Lin Chen charge into battle once again, Lin Muzhi and Yu Longhai also manipulated their flying swords from two other angles to slash toward him.

Upon seeing the pills in both of their hands, those middle-aged men and elders watching from the sidelines all revealed a trace of greed in their eyes. It could be foreseen that the value of those two pills was undoubtedly extraordinary.

As for why they chose to help the Zhang family, neither the Zhang family nor the masked man understood this point.

"Everyone here is no fool, so why bother putting on an act? You have no certainty whatsoever of being able to deal with Luocheng Base's heavy weaponry, which is why you didn't charge directly into Luocheng Base. I suppose this deduction should be correct, right?" Zhang Qiru asked with a smile.

At the very least, we can test the waters to determine how well the Demon Emperor's injuries have recovered. This is also of vital importance to the overall situation at hand, enough to serve as the decisive factor that can sway the universe.

Taking the lead, Lu Xiaoxi used acupuncture to seal some of Lu Jianfeng's acupuncture points first to facilitate the stopping of the bleeding, while Richard hurriedly cooperated by helping to bandage the wound. As for the injury on the thigh, Peter was dealing with it using his own methods.

Furthermore, she could use this to provoke Mu Ziran—killing two birds with one stone. Tsk tsk, she loved things like that the most.

Before leaving, Lu Xiaoxi kept on trying to persuade Zhu Qingqing, making him promise to help Lu Yaosheng set up a good traditional Chinese medicine clinic, even promising a twenty percent discount for treating members of his family.

Without thinking any further, Teacher Mao took a deep breath. No matter what, she had to bring this battle to a close.

"Thank you for the Governor's high praise, but this head was brought back by my younger brother, so I must still consult his wishes." Naturally knowing what the Governor was driving at, Zhang Qidao kicked the ball back to Zhang Qiru, believing that the latter would know how to handle it.

Teacher Mei had indeed kept on two graduate students who had worked under her for years to look after her office, which essentially made them her assistants.

"You're too kind, you're too kind." Strictly speaking, the two of them had no prior grievances, so facing Lesiji's friendly overtures, Chu Ke did not refuse.

Then, before Lu Pingping had a chance to speak, Yan Fei executed a flip, leaping from the balcony of Lu Pingping's room across to his own balcony next door. It was the middle of the night; if Yan Fei had really walked out of Lu Pingping's room in a swaggering manner wearing only a bath towel, he truly would not have been able to clear his name.