Volume 1, Chapter 24: A First Vow of the Heart

The morning court session was, as usual, exceptionally lively.

Sima Lun, leading the faction of meritorious officials, knelt on the ground to denounce the treachery of the Deng clan. He knelt with fervor, his voice ringing out passionately.

It was his first time seeing Ling Jincheng; after all, as the head of a prefecture-level city, Ling Jincheng was a figure far beyond his reach.

Behind the Murong Villa, a bolt of lightning descended upon the Life Lantern. Zhen Xinghai hurriedly cast lightning-repelling talismans to meet it—one, two, three... it was not until the tenth that the lightning was finally neutralized.

"No, it's not!" Gou Sheng sat cross-legged and pouted, looking utterly adorable. Third Master Yuan couldn't help but want to pinch his chubby cheeks. Gou Sheng swatted away Third Master Yuan's wandering hand and began to educate her on the knowledge of divine beasts.

Having been away from the ocean for some time, she had also been separated from her master. In the human realm, indeed, no one treated her as an outsider.

Oda Nobunaga glanced at Honda Tadakatsu and waved his hand, saying, "You may withdraw." Honda Tadakatsu quickly retreated.

"Heh, such minor achievements are hardly worth praising. It is the strength of the rebel army before us that truly fills me with worry." Marshal Li, who had been basking in his strategist's flattery a moment ago, immediately furrowed his brows at the thought of General He's siege, his heart heavy with concern.

"How did the exam go?" Tang Lulu did not answer Ye Bai's question, asking with concern instead.

Li Guofeng began to shriek loudly on the ground. Yadong immediately walked toward him, but the moment he took a step, the two students blocking his path showed no intention of letting him pass. Their expressions suggested that in the next second, they might strike together to take Yadong's life.

The crowd watched from afar as the battlefield before the mountain peak was shrouded in blood-red mist. At this moment, the White Tiger, the Yellow Mountain Rat, and other ferocious beasts that had been observing from a distance began to join the slaughter.

Lin Yue's opening remarks made the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room light up. They recalled the previous events; had they not been outside observers, they never would have guessed that Lin Yue was actually acting. Everything had been so realistic, without a single flaw.

Hearing him start to rebuke him without asking a single question, the glint of joy in Liao Junyan's eyes vanished. Knowing that since that incident, the man was deeply disappointed in him, he slumped over the desk, his eyes fixed intently on him as he issued a threat.

It was Fang Hao's first time experiencing something like this. He felt a myriad of emotions—so complex that he could not even begin to describe the bittersweet mixture.

Anduin would certainly not tell Binsde that he had traded a barrel of violet wine to the goblins for this magic gem; otherwise, the elderly man before him might well go insane.

After Bai Mujin left, she distributed the sour fermented milk to her roommates, keeping not a single bottle for herself. She knew she could not face Bai Mujin.

Shilnami struggled to hold a large wooden stake, stuffing it into the hole in the black earth. Although the stake was quite large, because it had been adjusted beforehand, it fit into the hole perfectly, leaving just enough space for it to burn.

"Raise your head; there is no need to be so afraid of me," He Jieshou said, changing how he referred to himself to bridge the distance between them.

"Why are you here?" Su Xia asked instinctively, forgetting all about Yue Hui behind her.

As Li Shimeng climbed onto the wall, she locked onto her target and began walking toward the largest and finest room.

General Yin had been looking forward to this day for a long time. Ever since Liu Bang, the Duke of Pei, had returned from Hongmen, he had been filled with anxiety, awaiting Xiang Yu's "disposal." Generals who had performed great deeds were all waiting for land to be granted and for their legacies to be secured.