Volume 1, Chapter 56: Is Red Wine Drinkable?

Lu Chen sat on the ground, his left hand gripping the fingers of his right hand, his face contorted in agony.

Staff members rushed to the scene one after another.

Shen Qingqing and Xu Minyu also stepped out of their respective workrooms.

In a fit of rage, she simply ordered people to seize the two women and, under her direct supervision, dragged them out to the courtyard, tying them beneath two large trees with the clear intention of exposing them to the most blistering glare of the sun.

"Did you have a good time last night?" Xu Ling asked in English, touching his chin with a mischievous grin as he looked at Pang Kai.

What made it even more pathetic was that Donghae Lee happened to be nearsighted and wore glasses. The moment he hit the ground, his black-rimmed glasses shattered with a crisp snap, and when he scrambled back up, one lens was already half gone.

To hell with it; the higher-ups needed a face-saving way out anyway, and if anyone were to take the blame, it would be the intelligence officers.

Master Wu nodded with a smile once more, while Lin Tian and Zhang Zhengdong both wore expressions of utter bafflement.

"Yes, Commander. I will work hard under the leadership of Comrade Hao Yong," Zhang Guanglu stated immediately, declaring his stance.

Fan Heping was intimately familiar with the ambush site at Liuchangwei because his mother was a native of the place. If you have never been a soldier, you wouldn't understand, but anyone who has served knows that Liuchangwei is a natural killing ground for an ambush.

After pulling the trigger, Bai Peixian did not lower his rifle immediately; instead, he wanted to catch another glimpse of Anuzinobu's face. Unfortunately, when he steadied his aim and looked through the rifle scope, all he saw was Anuzinobu's head suddenly burst into a spray of blood, scattering in a radiant mist.

Ye Menghan was instantly struck with embarrassment. How could someone say something like that out loud? And right in front of the entire class, too?

The interlocking, tooth-like borders seen in regions such as "New England" and "New France" are often the result of prolonged geopolitical maneuvering. Whenever "New England" is mentioned, the Mayflower and Plymouth invariably serve as the starting point of the conversation.

Wang Fugui had no idea what kind of evaluation he received in Sun Teng's mind, so he simply grabbed Sun Teng and walked away.

In short, the human world did not belong to the White Wolf; it was a territory he could not venture into at present.

The force exerted by Chen Yuanhong was overwhelmingly majestic and peerless. With a mere movement of his palms, the sound of wind and thunder erupted, capable of striking down foes from a distance of ten feet.

The hotel's main entrance had already been sealed off, temporarily barring anyone from entering or leaving. Some police officers were scouring the scene for clues, while others were reviewing surveillance footage at the front desk.

Generals who were unable to return to Liaocheng, such as Zhang Tianlang, Guan Yu, and Shan Hongwei, successively dispatched envoys to Liu De to convey their New Year greetings to their lord and profess their unwavering loyalty.

Capturing Xiang Yu's head was undoubtedly the greatest merit. Therefore, aside from a small fraction of generals who pursued the retreating remnants, the vast majority of them—regardless of whether they had received orders or not—abandoned the pursuit of the defeated troops and instead surrounded Xiang Yu layer upon layer.

He, who had originally never touched a single speck of worldly karma or dust, slowly sank into the vast net of mortal emotions and romantic entanglements because of his own scheming. Deeper and deeper he sank, binding himself tighter and tighter until he was utterly unable to break free.

"You're saying it took you two days to make a cushion like this?" the White Wolf asked, pointing at the cushion with his finger.

The clash between the Ministry of Thunder and the East Pole Palace might not have revealed much on the surface, but its impact on the entire Heavenly Court was profound.

It was that same skill from earlier—the crackling lightning in her palm, that speed, that piercing gaze. Stripped of any ability to resist, Ellie could only await her death.

Could it be that she was unaware the Divine Wood Sect was no longer what it used to be? It was no longer the same Divine Wood Sect she once knew.

One must understand that "As the Gale Tests the Strength of Grass" was a massive organization with a presence spanning across various dimensions.