Chapter Thirty: Negotiation

Yan Ming’s sudden collapse threw the courtroom into chaos. Fortunately, he was not seriously ill; after a brief pause to regulate his breathing, he quickly recovered. Yan Ming explained that he suffered from acute asthma, though it had not troubled him for many years. The recent attack was likely triggered by extreme nervousness. He assured the judge there was no cause for concern and that a sip of water and a moment to freshen up would suffice.

Due to Yan Ming’s sudden illness, the presiding judge, considering the circumstances, ordered a fifteen-minute recess. During this time, Yan Ming had to ensure he could remain in the courtroom; otherwise, under protective regulations, he would be asked to leave.

In truth, Yan Ming feigned the attack merely to secure this recess. He intended to use those fifteen minutes to accomplish his initial plan.

Yet, Gu Chen found the interruption worthwhile, for in his glimpses into fate, he discerned that the demon race would ultimately be overthrown by the Xuan Sheng Continent.

Unless one sought to elevate their standard of living further, requiring not just sustenance but also the healing pleasure of gourmet food—which was precisely Gu Chen’s next aspiration.

The Great Zhou was vast, its court filled with ministers and generals guarding the borders, many of whom had reached the pinnacle of the Linghai realm.

Only then did Liu Ruyan realize she still loved the first bright light of her youth, the love she had never fully acknowledged amid her feelings for Jiang Luo.

At first, Wu Mingyi believed that even if the Chu Kingdom managed to rescue Gu Chen, under the overwhelming might of the Great Wu, Gu Chen would be forced to return and face death.

The door of the dark chamber closed once more. The newly appointed German agent rolled up her sleeves, ready for a vigorous effort.

But soon she calmed herself. There would be no problems—if there were, how could it have become the treasured heirloom of the Gu family?

Su Ning recalled what the previous manager had told her: with each upgrade in the caretaker’s rank, one could access higher-tier breeding grounds.

If it weren’t for that person leading the charge at court this morning, Su Ning wouldn’t have rashly severed ties with Zhao Chuan, declaring the end of their father-son relationship.

Su Ning stealthily smuggled three meat chickens—one male and two females—into her scavenger’s backpack. Though she had previously collected leftover meat chicken eggs, no amount of salvaging eggs compared to sustainable development.

The expression on Potato Spirit’s face had turned grim, but when he saw the next scene, he nearly fainted on the spot.

“Second brother, I know what to do, I know what matters most. Don’t worry,” You Zhipei replied to me. Hearing his words, I felt much reassured.

King Qin Guang involuntarily trembled whenever facing a Great Sage, especially when confronted with a smile that was neither fully warm nor cold. He felt as if this venerable figure might suddenly erupt in fury and seize his ledger of life and death. Trembling uncontrollably, he relayed the divine lord’s words without reservation.

Without dodging, he chose offense as defense, launching a punch directly at the fire-attribute guard.

“Bai Ling, go to bed early tonight. If you can’t get up in the morning, don’t blame me for not taking you out to play,” I said to Bai Ling, who was busy playing a card game.

Witnessing this, Xiao Han clenched his fists tightly, a boundless fury surging within him.

“My treasured artifact…” The cultivator, seeing his treasure shattered in two, was overcome with grief, staring blankly at the broken staff.

Thus, when his internal wounds raged unchecked, he could only suppress them with poison, year after year.

Eighty thousand Cao troops were dispatched, leaving the entire defense of Xu Du to Guan Hai. Delighted, Guan Hai hurried to contact Lü Zhuo. After the previous ambush, Lü Zhuo knew Guan Hai had no genuine intention of defecting to Cao Cao; otherwise, he would not have allowed himself to be stabbed intentionally.

The frontline after the battle was thick with the stench of blood. Though the fighting had ceased, the fierce fire army of the Endless Flame Domain did not immediately return to Demon Fire City but remained to clear the battlefield.

From afar, Li Youyue, who had been watching him, frowned upon seeing him leave with Jisen. After a moment’s thought, she excused herself and quietly followed Li Yongle out the door.