Transporting civilian supplies was always far better than transporting military supplies.
Transporting military supplies would go a long way toward substantiating claims of joining the war. After all, no one was a fool; supplying guns meant supporting the fighting.
But transporting civilian supplies sounded much better, and basically could not substantiate claims of joining the war.
Of course, it was all a matter of how things were described-hiding something amid an enormous shipment of supplies was perfectly normal to begin with. As long as there was trade, it could serve as a point of attack.
Wang Fei nearly spluttered. I'd be a fool to believe you. You're not that kind of person; you're that kind of immortal.
Its second sense told it that this man was simply too terrifying. Even with all its strength, it was no match for him.
The blue sun might have been nothing more than a bizarre natural phenomenon, and the Dragon God staining the sun with blood might also have been merely an ancient legend.
"Hold it in your mouth and don't speak, and you'll be able to hold your breath underwater," Luo Mingchuan reminded her.
Sensing the system's disdain, even Yun Shibao, who had been planning to go on a killing spree, could not help freezing for a moment.
"Uh... ahem..." Li Hong was so stifled by the teasing that he felt as though he had eaten a whole basket of steamed buns and nearly choked to death. The other members of the Li Family also looked embarrassed. Thinking of their earlier disrespectful remarks to Wang Fei, they all wished they could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it like rats.
Li Xiaoxiao followed Bai Qinghua out from the sect master's quarters. The moment they left the great hall, she could