Chapter 39: Playing Tricks Directly

The few sacks of grain taken out were returned to the granary, and Su Xiaoyun’s tasks over the past couple of days had been taken over by others, leaving her completely idle.

Of course, she would never sit back and do nothing.

“Hmph, you slavish dog,” Zhongli Yuxuan sneered disdainfully at Eunuch Yang before pushing open the door and stepping inside.

It seemed the assassins ultimately did not enter, for this area had been declared a cursed land by the Noxian priests, prompting them to abandon their attempt. Later, Aks emerged, followed closely by another group of mercenaries who discovered the place.

Thus, after a brief tumult, the once stormy scene quickly fell silent, leaving only a few slender cracks in the earth and the surrounding ground, so violently shaken that not even the grass or trees remained, glaringly conspicuous.

“Second Brother, should we discuss this matter with Big Brother?” Li Yue immediately suggested. What had initially been just Qingye’s mysterious disappearance had now escalated with half of Yuqing Palace destroyed; things seemed to be spiraling out of control.

The giant python’s grip tightened relentlessly, and he eventually succumbed and lost consciousness. Faintly, the sounds of fierce combat echoed in his ears, culminating in a painful roar and the heavy thud of a fallen object.

Hearing Dominic’s words, Quent hesitated briefly, then silently retrieved a vial of potion from the spatial ring on his finger and swallowed it in one gulp. His gaze then turned to Shadow, horror flooding his heart.

Fan Xueyi glanced up at Shangzao. After meeting his eyes, she lowered her head again, hesitating for a moment. When she lifted her head once more, the blush had vanished from her cheeks, and the coldness in her eyes returned as if the shy Fan Xueyi from moments ago had been nothing but Shangzao’s illusion.

The stone bed beneath her was covered with straw. Su Jin pressed her head against the wall, closing her eyes as she took a deep breath. Trembling, she raised her hand to see her palms covered in blood, pain radiating from time to time.

Sometimes he would prepare delicious meals for Chu Yao, but when he was exhausted, Chu Yao would thoughtfully care for him. Even though she couldn’t even take care of herself properly, she was striving to mature, hoping to ease Lin Mohan’s worries just a little.

“Haha, where could there possibly be a girl more beautiful than Miss Qingye? I just don’t believe it,” Zhan Xiu pressed his advantage with a grin.

The truth was not so important, but Zhao Zihu knew that since Wei Qing was dead, then Empress Wei, the Crown Prince, and their relatives were not far from death either.

Faced with Rodriguez’s invitation, Liu Dapao neither accepted nor declined; he had originally planned to develop Venezuela anyway, so working as an advisor seemed perfectly acceptable.

Upon hearing the news, some rejoiced while others fretted. Those who rejoiced were glad that no monsters meant no loss of life. But for those like Wu Yi who fretted, a map yielding no gains meant someone was already ahead of the Grand Alliance—a very troubling prospect.

“Then hurry inside. Don’t let them sense anything!” After coordinating with Felix, Ye Che quietly used Shadow Veil to conceal himself and slipped silently into Rozval’s mansion.

After shattering the first barrier, the second Nightmare Knight collided with the impact. The tremendous speed acted like the strongest adhesive, pinning the opponent firmly against the barrier and rendering him immobile. The fierce friction instantly ignited a blaze where they touched.

“Where is he?” The words betrayed the fact that the Martial Saint did not trust him and wanted to personally question the ascetic monk.

After two seasons of refinement, and with few new recruits in summer, Hoffenheim’s main lineup had developed a tactical style both mature and harmonious.