Chapter 32: It Feels So Good to Throw Hands at the Slightest Disagreement

"Xiao Zhiyu, you actually stole my lines! Stand aside. Ranran, I truly admire you." Wen Lin pushed Xiao Zhiyu away to lean closer to Ye Siran.

"Oh my, isn't this Captain Gu? Why are you sitting on the ground?" A thin, dark-skinned young woman from the neighboring group rushed over, attempting to help Gu Xiaofeng up.

He shoved her away with one hand. "You're ugly enough to scare people just by showing your face. Get lost, get out of here now!"

"You ungrateful wretch! Sob... I was only trying to help you, is it really necessary to—"

Until today, when Liu Xixi sensed the danger on the roadside, it was already too late to do anything; she could only shield Meng Yanyi as they fled.

Executing a misaligned Shadow Step, Ye Feng appeared behind the last man. Lifting his right foot, he stomped down fiercely. Caught off guard, the man went face-first into the dirt, sent flying by Ye Feng’s kick.

South of the middle reaches of the Talu River lies a settled tribe known to the Khitan as the Dalugu. Its people are skilled in horsemanship and archery; with their primal instincts still intact, they are fierce, brutal, and utterly devoid of the fear of death, making them extremely unruly and difficult to tame.

Before Bai Yan could even feel inferior, he felt a powerful suction pulling his soul into a strange, alien world.

"Eliminating the dregs is indeed helpful for establishing authority and will benefit the upcoming battles. However, we are, after all, an outside force. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to be so overbearing?" Wang Pu asked aloud.

The zombies that gradually emerged were quite tall, about three meters in height. This trait fit the description of the 'Defenders.' However, as their appearances became clearer, the armor enveloping their bodies was not white, but silver.

"You win!" Ouyang Kun rolled his eyes at Yang Xue in frustration. Before meeting her, he had prepared a rebuttal, but realizing that Yang Xue had traveled from afar to meet his father directly instead of going through Chen Lingfeng, it was clear she had already given it careful consideration. Since that was the case, there was no point in wasting his breath.

"All of you trash, shut the hell up! Didn't your mothers ever teach you that it’s incredibly rude to interrupt someone?" Zhou Ming suddenly barked, his attitude shifting so drastically that it instantly silenced everyone.

He Peiyuan felt helpless. With a deep breath, she lifted her left hand and placed it vaguely on Yang Jinghang’s hand, but her gaze remained fixed on the front right, clearly lacking sincerity.

Xue Jia revealed his identity, and the security guards let them pass. The two strode deep into the banquet hall, which was still filled with shimmering lights, music, and dance.

"Thank you, Steward Wang, please lead the way." After exchanging a glance with Wu Hui, Situ followed Steward Wang toward the inner courtyard.

Hearing the man’s words, Duan Zheng felt anger welling up from his heart. His already grim complexion took on a strange, dark hue, and the veins on his forehead began to throb uncontrollably.

Ma Sanbao was slightly stunned before laughing, "For the past two days, Elder Qin and Elder Fang have gone to see Shen Peng and the tribesmen of the Uriankhai Triad conduct their tea-horse trade." The Elder Fang he referred to was, of course, Fang Jinsong, who had served in the military alongside Qin Zhuofeng years ago.

"This subordinate understands," Gu Qiu said with resentment. It was unclear, however, who the object of his hatred was: Tie Yi, Tie Cheng, or perhaps the entire Gray Skull organization.

With the power of the Primal Essence Stones, that item was something Tang Dazhong—and the massive Tang Corporation—did not possess. For Gray Skull to have such a thing meant they were inviting trouble. The Primal Essence Stones in the hands of Ao Que and Tie Yi had attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives, and Tie Yi was likely the first to harbor schemes for them.

Sitting tall in his saddle, Commander Qu Neng saw his soldiers beginning to scale the walls and waved his hand, issuing a stern order. Within the army, two thousand soldiers wielding "Spirit Arm" crossbows knelt on one knee, aiming at the Yan soldiers peeking over the battlements with the help of simple "Wangshan" iron sights, before pulling their triggers.

Seeing the state of the Heavenly Wolf True Monarch, the others could not help but show their astonishment. They were intensely curious about what exactly Bai Yi had given him to drink to produce such miraculous power. Even though they were sealed, they could still sense the unique aura emanating from the Heavenly Wolf True Monarch—mysterious, profound, and utterly magical.