"What nonsense are you talking about?" Nagato stared fixedly at Madara Uchiha. "These are the Eyes of God Heaven bestowed upon me. Changing this world is my mission. It has nothing to do with you!"
"Heh heh, it's normal that you don't know," Madara Uchiha said with a slight curl of his lips. "After all, you were still too young back then. When I transplanted my Rinnegan into you, you were unconscious the entire time... But now the time has come. It's time for me to reclaim this property."
As she took a few light steps forward, a surprised voice suddenly came from beside her. Then an old woman leaning on a cane walked toward Yuxi. When she saw Yuxi's face, the old woman became excited. Trembling, she stepped forward, took Yuxi's hand, and said emotionally.
Huo Qing walked into the courtyard alone, his imposing, stern expression immensely intimidating. The entire siheyuan instantly fell silent.
The reporters' questions became even sharper afterward. Nie Zhenyu still did not say a word, while Kong Ya beside him only answered once or twice, none of it as suggestive as her previous remark.
In the square at the city center and in the open spaces of every settlement, several performances were held every day. The Qing Army stipulated that all residents had to watch these performances promptly.
Seeing that Long Wu was about to collapse, he secretly sent a thread of his true qi into her body. With Xing Tian's true qi supporting her, Long Wu's pale face gradually improved.
Yuxi had no choice but to answer the call. What came through was a man's voice, gentle as jade—clear, soft, and light, so pleasant that it made one feel utterly at ease.
As soon as Nie Zhenyu finished speaking, everyone forced themselves to perk