Chapter 13102 — Can You Tell Mama What Happened?

A truly kind-hearted, good-natured man could never have risen to Wei Zhao's position.

Yet to his surprise, the New Heavenly Palace did send people at once—not to arrest him, but to stand guard around the zither room and keep him from being beaten to death by the indignant crowd.

"So they mean to break my spirit?!"

Su Wuyin finally belatedly understood, and promptly spat out...

"Old Lord, a figure like you would deign to interfere as well?" A fierceness and pride sharper than any he had ever shown blazed between his brows.

"Can you tell Mama what happened?" He Yan asked gently, seeing An Xuan cry for the first time—and crying so quietly, too.

Count Theodore, in charge of logistics, had not only to supply the front lines but also to scrape together troops from every possible source.

Of course, there were grumblers too: Bai Li was the pillar of the Pear Blossom Troupe, and to slip away so quietly—with him gone, the troupe would surely fall apart.

After a while, Lin Xuan took Mu Qingyu's hand and laid his head down beside her bed; the scene was rather desolate, yet it carried with it a trace of security.

"You two—if it's settled, hurry out and celebrate!" Ji Hannuo wore a sly, suppressed grin.

"Yuanger, Shuyun, this matter must never be known to anyone—especially not Shuhui. I fear she couldn't bear it," Madam Xia hastily added her instructions.

Only Hanzo the Salamander still did not believe it; could a few boxes and a handful of strange objects really allow communication across such distances?

"Great Priest Xu Fang, your cooking is truly superb—even if I die in battle on this mission, I won't feel it's a loss," said a warrior named Aesis, fawning all over his face.

Lin Yi then recounted, with embellishment, the matter of Gao Ming bringing Su Han to see her, and especially played up the details of Gao Ming accidentally knocking over the teacup and how Su Han handled the scene. As she spoke, she secretly watched He Fei's reaction.

It amounted, roughly, to this: when these professionals recovered their powers—that is, when Tang Ze and Andariel began their battle—they would sneak away, trying to escape the catacombs.

After some time trading banter, Ling Zhoutian and his companions arrived, as agreed, at the cafe the nameless investor had mentioned.

Had he not crossed blows with Jiang Han before, his status would never have allowed him to come asking Jiang Han for help of his own accord; but after what happened that night, he had made a most important decision.

The slumbering state was lifted, and with a quiver of her long lashes, Naniya immediately showed signs of waking.

Lucario, however, said carelessly that he did not even remember whether he had ever told anyone that name; had Bai Yuling not asked this time, a name long buried in the depths of memory would likely have been forgotten and erased for good.

This almost entirely passive, beaten-down situation was not broken until the Nine-Tailed Fox Phantom Dream fully activated the Devouring Flame trait.

The moment those people's heels had gone from there, You Zishi, seething with fury, shoved open the wardrobe door on this side and crawled out from the pile of clothes.

Not far off, at the end of a passage formed by a gap between two mountain masses, lay a stretch of rugged, uneven rocky ground, swept by wind and sand that cut visibility to less than ten meters.

Ren Jian glanced at Ouyang, hesitating over whether to answer, when Ouyang spoke: "Ren Jian, just take the call—why do you keep looking at me?"

Pondering this, he fixed the original location of Peach Garden Tower in his mind and walked off in that direction.

The Silla commander refused to believe what he saw—absolutely impossible! The more he thought this, the clearer the image in his mind became; that look in the eyes was so like a man he knew, a man said to have been captured by pirates and natives some days ago. But why would he appear here?

With that, Hagrid tapped the umbrella in his hand five times against the groove at the center of the ancient brick wall directly before him.

Before the sound here had faded, two more message alerts arrived on the virtual page, and Yan Jingchen clicked them open in an instant.