Chapter 132: Viewing Properties

Jiang Butong turned his head for a glance and said in surprise, “That’s Qing’er—the cashier at Brother Chen’s restaurant. I recruited her afterward.”

Jiang Yuan lowered his voice. “I know Qing’er. I mean the one beside her.”

Jiang Butong suddenly understood. With a teasing look, he said to Jiang Yuan, “What? You like that type?”

……

“All right, Uncle. Then it’s settled. Once I’ve made my decision, I’ll come back to discuss the contract with you,” Zhang Hao said.

Storming the camp was the infantry’s task. The cavalry only needed to prevent the rebels from escaping. The six thousand horsemen of the Youzhou Army were assigned separately to defend the eastern, southern, and western sides, while the infantry launched the main assault from the north. As for He Bai, who had just been promoted, everyone used the incomplete troop numbers as an excuse to send him back to Ji County to guard the supplies that would follow.

Every barbarian king of the Fierce Ox Tribe, including its chieftain, had been slain by Qingtian. Only two witch-king experts from the tribe remained, struggling desperately to hold on.

“Don’t worry, Boss. You’ll have definite intelligence first thing tomorrow morning,” Tong Ling said without hesitation.

Whenever he thought of Zhang Rao and Guan Hai, He Bai felt a headache coming on. Judging from the historical records, he believed that one possessed great wisdom while the other was immensely courageous, and that their abilities complemented each other perfectly. They were likely the instigators of the million-strong Qingzhou Yellow Turban movement and the men who controlled its greatest power.

The gloomy-faced head of the Gao family, Gao Xiangming; the tall head of the Gu family, Gu Yongnian; the refined-looking head of the Chang family, Chang Rong; and the broad-shouldered lord of Suyang City, Xiang Huai. Naturally, Qin Xingyu, head of the Qin family, was there as well. All of them stood silently in the grand hall of the city lord’s residence.

“Kill.”

At Xu Biao’s order, a thunderous cry of slaughter erupted. The killing intent that the rebel soldiers had suppressed and accumulated in their hearts over countless ordinary days was released in its entirety at that moment. It was powerful enough to drive away demons and spirits.

Yang Zhengjie frowned deeply, leaned his shoulder against the wall, and lit another cigarette. He drew in a long breath, forcing himself to calm down, while questions raced endlessly through his mind.

Where? Where would Ma Hai take Yang Ye? Would Ma Hai hurt Yang Ye in revenge for what he had just done?

Those who had failed to pick up a saber or suit of armor used their teeth, fists, and even fingernails to tear the terrified Korean bastards—who had fallen to their knees and begged for mercy—into shreds.

She was not an ordinary female, either. She was a proud and arrogant tribal shaman, respected by everyone wherever she went.

Inside the opened medical kit were various solutions for cleaning wounds, along with bandages torn into strips. Nan Nan and Bei Bei had prepared all of it for her.

Yet seeing the smiles on Nan Nan and Bei Bei’s faces, she felt that nothing must have happened last night when Pei Hexun went to the old residence.

After the Deyun scandal, the Deyun Society adopted a corporate structure, with numerous departments operating beneath it.

Su Yang felt that the mark, which had suddenly appeared, was somewhat suspicious. However, she could not figure out why at the moment. She gave Yu Yi a reassuring look and continued sitting there while Andre styled her hair. She did not continue the conversation along Andre’s line of thought, but instead began asking him about various pieces of celebrity gossip.

If he truly wanted what was best for Kim Jisoo, then what he should give her was respect, affirmation, encouragement, and help in identifying and correcting her shortcomings.

Baal’s face turned livid, because he could sense that the pheromones mingling with Su Yang’s were William’s.

She bit her lip, swallowing her grievances and sorrow, and continued writing without pause. Then another paper card slipped down.

“What does it have to do with me that your itinerary was exposed?” Yi Shaochen angrily prodded the warm porridge with his spoon.

The water was vaporized by the searing magma, and billowing steam shrouded the entire arena. Even the spectators’ platform was veiled in mist, while everyone could still feel the heat radiating from within it.