Chapter 65: The Play Begins

As more food lovers gathered, more people began to notice the stage being renovated nearby. Upon inquiry, they learned the stage would be completed in ten days and would host performances. In the capital, whether it was a humble eatery for commoners or a lavish establishment for officials and the wealthy, music and theater were staples meant to entertain the crowds. In the past, some had considered having such performances at the Cloud Pavilion, but felt it would tarnish the establishment's reputation, so the idea was never brought up. This time, however, the young master of the Cloud Pavilion wanted to stir things up.

Across the entire city of Changshe, there were currently fewer than fifty thousand NPC troops remaining. Of these, thirty thousand were the elite NPC cavalry under Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, while the other twenty thousand were elite soldiers belonging to the players.

Approaching to get a closer look, Chen Wanrong sighed deeply. Feng Changqing’s appearance was not just "not great"; it was truly abysmal. One could even call him hideous. It was no wonder Cheng Xiaotian treated him with such disdain; he was indeed somewhat repulsive. The Tang soldiers passing by would glance at him from time to time, their faces filled with mockery.

Clad in thin clothing, Mercedes rubbed her frozen arms, following closely behind Luminos as they walked inside.

Lin Yu’s expression shifted. He looked up to see himself lying on the bed, his complexion sallow and cyan, clearly devoid of any life.

Chen Wanrong nodded and said, "Indeed!" Zheng Qing hurriedly wiped her wrists against her clothes until they were clean. After wiping, several spots on her sleeves were stained; she sniffed them, smelled the fragrance, and was very pleased.

After all, in any country, the place symbolizing the highest authority is always located at the very center.

The Qiang cavalry stopped hundreds of paces outside the stone wall, circling it at a safe distance. A few Qiang riders fired arrows, attempting to hit the stone arrow towers within the town, but the distance was too great for their shots to reach.

The moment the Griffin’s hooves struck the ground, the entire canyon trembled violently, sending dust and gravel surging into the air.

"No rush. Hold our ground here for a while, then advance toward the seven o'clock direction," Shangguan Wenfei said. She had used her psychic power to probe the movements within the hive; while her psychic power was blocked by the insect walls on the surface, it was no longer constrained once inside the hive.

"Brother Santong is awake? Sis, don't lie to me, is that really true?" The cousin on the other end of the phone clearly did not believe her.

Yi Jin was stunned, then chuckled. It seemed these guys had counted on them succeeding all along, having even prepared the follow-up celebration.

Following the methods of Du Heng and Qi Hao, they would certainly have kept him under guard and interrogated him thoroughly before letting him leave.

There were not many people today. Jiang Xi had just sent off a patient when a push notification appeared on her phone.

"No, it was Mr. Zhan who was looking for your mentor to discuss some martial arts questions. We also came to find Grandmaster Daru after discussing it with Deni and the others," Hua Tianxiong said cryptically.

"Renji and his people are a nomadic tribe; their numbers shouldn't be large. We don't know their exact location; I only stumbled upon this map by chance," Deni added.

The four of them were scheduled to depart in two days. During this time, Zhantian refined another batch of beauty pills for Zhang Jingchu, using a two-hundred-year-old Tianshan snow lotus as the primary ingredient. It yielded eighteen pills, each as clear as jade. These were already considered high-grade Tier 2 elixirs.

Unwittingly, two days passed. It had to be said that the helicopter’s speed was quite slow, taking two full days to arrive.

Suddenly, Ye Qing witnessed what true luxury was: servants helped Feng Mu dress, brushed his teeth, and washed his face. Upon reaching the hall, the meal was already prepared, and a servant fed Feng Mu bite by bite.

The earlier offer to treat him to dinner hadn't been an empty promise. She had intended to book a restaurant, but later, happening upon her father returning home and realizing it was the last night before she went abroad, Yan You invited him to have dinner at their home instead.