Chapter 114: Forced to Act Cool

“Nonsense…” At this moment, Guo Jie couldn’t help but frown, casting a displeased look at Lin Qingyun and Chi Ziyang. In such a setting, after all that commotion, for them to claim they wouldn’t compete for the student council president—what was that about?

Guo Jie knew very well that what had just happened here was likely already known to the outside world. He had even noticed someone in the corner secretly livestreaming, constantly begging for gifts.

There was no way to completely control the flow of information in this kind of situation.

“It’s fine then,” Locke smiled faintly at her, then turned and headed toward a distant open area.

Only then did everyone get a clear view of the massive whale. Its size was not as enormous as it appeared from the sky—only somewhat larger than a luxury cruise ship. Its skin was deep blue, adorned with interlacing pale green stripes, giving it an indescribable elegance.

The minister frowned at her words, surprised that she would give up so easily.

“Brother Song, I’m not dead yet; it’s a bit early to mourn,” Ye Moxing said with a faint smile as Song Mingheng walked in, though her gaze drifted off into the distance.

Next to the gun lay several spent shell casings. They were harmless, used merely for visual effect to aid post-production.

This was entirely as Lin Wei had anticipated. Behind these kingdoms and principalities, there was no presence of the Elder Seed lineage. They lacked the sensitivity to react to such sudden and dramatic upheavals.

Wang Zhiwei forced a smile, recalling how last time he competed for a piece of porcelain, only to realize the opponent was sent by the Qi faction. That old man still held a grudge to this day?

When Lin Cha entered, she did not attract much attention. After all, it had been years since they last met, and no one was quite at ease yet.

Civilian and military equipment were different. Even old gear could be refurbished and cleaned up, but transporting it was another matter.

Gan Ning, a seventh-grade Martial God, was utterly shocked to learn from Chu He that a ten-year-old child had already cultivated a yellow-grade Martial Gallbladder. Gan Ning could hardly find words to describe it.

After encircling Qiang Qu in Guangning County, Zhao Yi ordered all garrison troops in Youzhou to be on full alert. Even if the Yi tribes launched an assault, the county’s official army could hold them off for over ten days. That was enough time for Zhu Jun’s Jizhou forces to arrive for reinforcements.

A sudden wave of heartache swept through her consciousness, leaving her body rigid and stiff, like a living corpse drained of spirit.

Once the arrangements for the banquet with Prince Chen were settled, Rong Wanxi took charge personally. Since Madam Jin was tasked with looking after Bo Xinyan, Rong Wanxi couldn’t ask her for help and instead enlisted Yun Shang to assist.

Director Ma knew all too well that no one in the production team would miss him. Even when filming wrapped up, they would probably be running to get away.

Until every consort was implicated, and then, an official proclamation was issued, thoroughly eliminating them.

“All right,” Shen Shiyi nodded and no longer troubled everyone. She planned to think of other solutions.

However, the harsh reality was that Liu Tong was the Eldest Princess—the current Eldest Princess of the Han Empire. Leading troops and commanding charges was no longer something she could do.

Not only did she owe Lu Caixi a favor, but she also wanted Prince Chen to know. She told him she was delighted to learn that Lu Caixi was pregnant and bore no ill intentions. It was also a warning to Prince Chen that perhaps someone was trying to frame her.

But the phantom god Zuo Mo’s skin was too thick; the silver needle pricked him with no sensation, let alone piercing through his flesh.

Shen Shiyi didn’t know whether there was something slipped into the wine, but she was always cautious. Her father’s ill intentions were blatant.

She had underestimated human blood loss—though more accurately, she hadn’t considered the concept of blood loss at all at the time.