Volume One, Chapter 21: A Noble in the South

An elderly man with a white beard walked in with a steady gait. Despite his wrinkles, his complexion was ruddy and his eyes shone with sharp vitality. He laughed heartily as a group of young women carrying dishes followed closely behind him.

"Old Gu, it's been a long time since you visited. How has your health been lately?"

By evening, his condition had finally improved significantly. Lu Xinyao tucked Yu Yu in and quietly slipped out of the nursery.

The generals below murmured among themselves, most agreeing that with their current lack of troops and commanders, they should hold Kaide and wait for the outcome of the peace negotiations between the imperial court and the Jin before taking further action.

You Zishi understood now. No wonder the other party’s assistant had been so indifferent when he rejected the song; they had this backup plan all along.

Newly ascended to power, Duan Zheng-yan still had to rely on the strength of the Gao clan, so he ordered Prime Minister Gao Taiming to suppress the rebellion. After pacifying the Wuman, Gao Taiming ordered his fourth son, Gao Mingqing, to garrison Shanchian Prefecture, which finally stabilized the situation in Dali.

Later, through painstaking efforts and diligent cultivation, he became an elder of the Six Absolute Sect, which led to his experience of acquiring the war blade. The final outcome of his life was not written on the grey cloth, for there was no need to write it, and he could no longer write it himself.

Although the scene remained largely as it was, the sculptures on both sides of the road were more shattered, adding a sense of desolation and loneliness to the otherwise serene and peaceful atmosphere.

She rose slowly, her fiery red eyes visible beneath her disheveled black hair, and her cold voice betrayed an irrepressible anger.

The giant bat that had been sent flying by Tang Ze let out a terrifying wheeze. It struggled to rise, its left cheek crushed and deformed, black blood streaming down.

As long as one can perform the dance they love most from the heart, why worry about failing to move the audience?

However, such leisure no longer belonged to Li Mao, for he discovered that ever since he became emperor, there was never enough time in the day.

Li Qi ordered his personal guards to disseminate his commands, while he himself took Li Longji’s imperial decree and headed straight to the main hall of the regional commander's office.

Sun Xiangfu waved his hand at Sun Dali and followed the messenger toward the city wharf. He boarded the boat and left without asking a single unnecessary question, which caught the secret guards who had come to fetch him off guard; the prepared speeches they had ready were never used.

Although the Kingdom of Balhae had fine wines, they were surely inferior to the liquor this Tang man was drinking; after all, no wine in Balhae possessed such a rich fragrance.

The Swadian greatsword had been mere centimeters from his skull, but it ultimately failed to penetrate Wolf’s "stinky bean" craftsmanship. The brave greatsword berserker had been caught off guard by Anduin and run through the lungs; he was now buried beneath a pile of bones.

"Rumble—" In the third month, a force of ten thousand Uyghur cavalry crossed the Yan Mountains and suddenly invaded Khitan territory.

The Tianxia Pavilion was indeed bustling. It was clear that most of the patrons were refined and elegant, discussing only romance and poetry, disdaining physical conflict. It was quite different from other brothels, making it a unique and celebrated reputation in the world of pleasure houses.

A flustered Sidney felt as if he were hacking into a pile of cotton; despite using all his strength, he had only managed to snap a few threads. After several consecutive axe strikes, the stretching sensation from swinging at empty air made his arms feel as if they had been dislocated.

Supported by Gao Shang, An Qingxu entered the inner palace and falsely claimed that An Lushan’s assassination had been orchestrated by his third son, An Qing’en, in a bid to seize the throne.

Chen Bozong both despised and desperately needed Kong Huan; there was no help for it. Because from ancient times until now, aside from those few emperors before Emperor Wu of Han, who else did not require the brand of the Kong family to maintain their rule?