Chapter 30: Two Letters

Ye You, held fast, met the gaze of the cat-eared girl, Zhu Zhushuang. He ceased his struggles, wearing an expression of total resignation.

"Dai..."

By contrast, the girl was far more forthcoming. Just as Zhu Zhushuang prepared to speak his true name, Ye You lunged forward, pressing his hands onto her shoulders and staring intensely into her eyes, signaling her to say no more.

"That man is dead. From now on, I am Ye You."

"Mhm..."

Dusk fell once more. At the headquarters of the Japanese 5th Division, Lieutenant General Miyamoto sat motionless in his chair. The military tent was heavy with a deathly silence; his division had been shattered in the assault on Sector C of the Zhangjiakou A-Zone flank. In short, it was incapable of mounting any further effective offensive.

After the greetings, the group rested and chatted; this was what Lei Ting had hoped for, as easing the pressure would lead to a better performance on stage.

When Lin Xi and Ni Lingwei arrived at Dongsheng Mining Group, Li Jiajun was out on business. Sun Dongqiang warmly received the two bosses.

Gao Panlong was also furious. This Wei Dazhong was truly a hopeless case; he had offered him kind advice, yet it had fallen on deaf ears. With a man like him constantly at Da Hong's side, it was no wonder there was so much prejudice against him within the party.

"Stop?" Jiupan Shenzi watched as Chapi rushed toward the battlefield of Dao and Demons, his thoughts unfathomable... He had intended to stir the demoniac nature within him, but could it be that he had instead helped him recover his true self?

"Nakano Azusa, a student in Class 2, First Year. Her grades are excellent, she has won numerous music awards, excels at the guitar, and is passionate about jazz..." The file contained this information, accompanied by a photograph.

It sounded simple, but it was incredibly complex and dangerous. After all, it was merely an idea with no experience to draw upon; one had to be fully prepared and possess absolute certainty before acting.

If everyone were mixed together, how could the First Heaven compete with the Eighth Heaven? If things went wrong, they might end up with nothing at all.

"Does Eunuch Ji mean to say that the Black Flag Archer Troop still exists?" Yuan Dahai was startled by Ji Yong's words.

While in our invisible state, our hearts couldn't help but tremble violently. We never imagined the situation would be so dire. A road blocked by rubble—that meant a crushed vehicle and certain death. Shana wrote the words "Dark Shadow" in my palm, and I nodded in agreement. Besides them, who else could have calculated both the timing and the inevitable location?

Seeing the "God-Striking Whip" slightly raised in his opponent's hand, he knew in his heart that if he dared to utter one more word, he would surely suffer the agony of the lash.

"Have you heard of Starfall?" Li Wei paused for a moment, then seized the opportunity to ask the question he truly wanted answered.

If Tu Shanling still couldn't see that Madam Yin was doing this on purpose, then all those years she had lived would have been in vain.

The broad blade of the sword struck the Three-Eyed Evil Tiger, yet failed to draw blood. This illustrated the terrifying nature of a Tier 5 dimensional creature; even Han Meng could not cut through that hide of copper and iron.

As soon as the spirit bees finished evolving, even if these birds and beasts did not come to attack him, he would find a way to make trouble for them.

The two stopped walking. Qibi Heli fell into deep thought, while Wu Kang spoke incessantly: "Last October, the Sijie suffered a snow disaster, and the Yegu came to borrow grain. The Protectorate General of Yanran not only refused to lend grain but mocked them in every way. Liu Shenli found out and immediately reported it to the imperial court. Fortunately, it was handled in time, preventing a catastrophe."

From the boy's frail body, a puff of miasma seemed to rise slowly.

As the saying goes, the sky has unpredictable clouds and people have unforeseen fortunes—what a true reflection of life. The guards shouted, the prison cart began to move, and Wu Kang forcibly cleared his mind. After an unknown amount of time, he heard familiar voices: his three confidants, Di Renjie, Zhang Jianzhi, and Luo Binwang.

This matter had always been the greatest secret in Xiao Yan's heart. Even in the original story, after he became a Dou Di, he had never told a soul.