The other, with strength alone, held off the fifty thousand enemies pursuing him, and even chose to follow him back to defend Liaozhou.
Alas for Hua Yan—his whole life spent in war, all his cultivation carved from battle, yet he barely reached the eighth rank.
And this youth, not yet of age, already possessed eighth‑rank cultivation—an exceptionally powerful fire‑type spiritual adept. Such a genius, he was witnessing for the first time.
Murong Yun shifted her footing, moving through the air to block Gong Liu’s path.
At the same time, the vines slithered, wrapping around the two of them.
At this moment, Gong Liu was like a trapped turtle—only with Murong Yun as his roommate.
She made the Marquis household’s boys stand up; Wen Qingwan’s main aim was the unexpected surprise from the Merit Mall, while letting them eat meat at every meal was only incidental.
“The Marquis household’s status is indeed not low; Second Brother is handsome and elegant, and he’s no longer young—he should have long since married and established himself.”
“Since you haven’t yet married, you should first establish your career. If it were two years earlier, you could still get away with the excuse of ‘too young to marry.’”
Wen Qingwan saw the Marquis’s father grinning cheerfully, yet inside he is ranting fiercely.
[I may be incompetent, but I never cover it up, and I certainly don’t act like some swaggering tough guy.]
[My wife died, I was deeply grieved, yet they shoved all the blame onto me, and my father‑in‑law just patted his backside and walked away.]
When the two came up from underground, it was already late—six o’clock, and darkness had fallen here.
At the foot of the main peak, Feiran and Yuan Cang were struggling with their men to search for the two.
From beginning to end, none of them believed that an avalanche like this could do anything to their master.
Beneath the main peak of North Mountain.
The snow that fell from the mountain peak blanketed all vegetation within twenty li (around 10 kilometers) enough to press down every creature nearby.
The fallen snow reached a thickness of five meters, and avalanches like this often occurred in North Mountain.
Xu Zhichun quietly explained the reason, and Zeng Xiaoyan and the others laughed, saying: Congratulations!
Xu Zhichun said: "So today’s lunch is on me—don’t be polite with me."
The three saw this, and so they no longer stood on ceremony.
