Volume 1, Chapter 67: Punished!

Yet strangely, apart from the gossip that Chen the Pockmarked’s household had another domestic dispute, no other news came to light.

Jiang Xian felt a momentary trace of doubt. Could her rat brothers have stopped obeying her commands?

As the second of the Ten Famous Passes, following only the first-ranked Shanhai Pass in terms of sheer perilous grandeur, the remaining eight passes—namely Jiayu Pass, Juyong Pass, Friendship Pass, Yanmen Pass, Zijing Pass, Jianmen Pass, Niangzi Pass, and Wusheng Pass—each possessed their own unique characteristics.

Most of the people present felt a sudden jolt in their hearts. Those brought into this room by Chen Qi were undoubtedly individuals truly capable of following him with loyalty, but they clearly lacked sufficient psychological preparation for something as grave as "rebellion." Since their leader dared to speak thus in public, it was tantamount to forcing everyone onto the back of a tiger, leaving them no way to dismount.

"Then I simply won't choose at all, and I'll stay in the Tang family for the rest of my life," Tang Wan said in a daze, vexed and petulantly aggrieved.

If this guy ever suddenly figures things out one day! He could definitely reach the level of Lin Zhihao! S-plus! Zhang Yang thought to himself as he watched Kim Nam-chul skillfully dribble the ball forward. He was not worried about Kim's long-range shooting, because Kim's accuracy from afar was quite poor.

"My lord, this general requests to enter battle!" Suddenly, a rugged-looking general under Yuan Shao rode his horse forward, cupped his fists, and held his saber horizontally.

Shi Yi took merely a single glance before he was captivated by the dancing posture of the yellow figure. He felt his previously dormant heart instantly leap back to life, filled with a surging sense of boiling passion.

Aside from the Terran Capital Garrison Fleet, there were actually two secondary fleets in this star system, known as the Terran Capital First and Second Defense Fleets, which were respectively responsible for route management in the Kuiper Belt and comet cloud regions.

Firefly wore a white long dress, though in truth, she did not like wearing dresses. What Firefly loved were uniforms—combat uniforms, captain's uniforms—in short, any uniform related to combat was to her liking.

"Your Majesty, look, the sounds of battle ahead are deafening! It seems we are not far from the battlefield now!" Guo Jia's sudden exclamation pulled Xu Gui's thoughts back to reality.

Fortunately, the effective area of the "emotional resonance" was not large; otherwise, the Kimek guard detachment could have directly declared surrender. Up to eighty percent of the GMP personnel within its zone of effect were caught in it, leaving fewer than forty GMPs across the two squadrons unaffected, and even they were unable to fight properly due to interference from other mechanized puppets.

Xia Fangyuan was slightly stunned. Seeing Xia Chengyuan's eyes fixed upon her and Gong Shaoye, she subtly straightened up and withdrew from Gong Shaoye's embrace, though his hand remained resting upon her waist.

"What were you two chatting about?" Li Chen walked back and asked. Ye Zheng recounted the conversation, but Li Chen frowned slightly and asked Feng Shujun, "You've been doing so well in your directing major, when did you decide you wanted to learn acting and singing?" "I've always wanted to. I told you before, you just didn't pay attention," Feng Shujun replied.

"A circle?" I gazed at the blood moon hanging in the sky, furrowed my brow slightly in contemplation, and instinctively reached out to grope inside my robes.

"To have ended up with a brother like you, heaven knows what sins I committed in my past life," Gao Ming said discontentedly, though he still raised his glass to drink.

Moreover, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the disappearance of my old man should be related to the entrance of this corridor.

After finishing dinner, Gong Shaoye went upstairs to the guest room he always slept in whenever he previously stayed over at An Zhicheng's place.

Though Lady Li understood that there was no way the words would be phrased to her liking, her footsteps still paused momentarily.

Would he and Xia Fangyuan last forever? At this thought, Gong Shaoye could not help but slightly curve one corner of his lips.

The chair that originally belonged to the general manager spun around, revealing a short, pot-bellied fellow with a crew cut of white hair. With a cigar clamped between his teeth, he beamed with a full face of smiles.