"Generous lord, thank you for your support and generosity!" Glen Golden Scales, the dragonkin merchant, and Joop Brightfeather, the Chocobo prophet, spoke in unison.
After saying that, they directed their respective teams and caravans, beginning to bustle about.
At that moment, some of the Starfire Legion's lords gathered around the city gate, their faces filled with curiosity and excitement.
They had long noticed the commotion here, as well as that group of unusual visitors.
But because Cao Xing said, "Of course. As you said, by all reason I truly have no authority to deal with you. I should secretly escort you to Jinling and hand you over to the Emperor for a secret trial. Once the trial is over, the Emperor will decide how to deal with you." Shen Yan's eyes held a faint smile as he gave Cui Shaonian a sly look and spoke slowly.
Jiuyang's words were filled with profound truths. Although some of them did not align with his own thoughts, Xiao Yu could still accept them.
Feng Lingyue circulated the power of lightning while channeling wind power into Xiao Yu's body. After sensing it briefly, she felt seven-tenths reassured.
Although Ye Siming had been provoked into a fury by Ye Jinhua, he had always been deeply afraid of his father. Other than drowning his sorrows in drink, he did nothing.
As a transmigrator, Ye Mengmeng only considered a few blood relatives to be her family. In this life, her loved ones in the mortal world had long passed away. Her younger brother's descendants had already continued for many generations, and could no longer be considered family.
As his aura surged explosively, the thatched hut could no longer hold up. All its straw turned to dust and flew into the air.
In an instant, Xiao Yu had