The plane was embedded nose-first in the spire, engulfed in roaring flames.
The Children of Gold were a social class. They might not all have been in Berlin, but those selected for the Central Committee certainly were.
When the incident first occurred, the heads of the four families had no intention of fleeing. They still wanted to stay and watch the rebels be crushed, but they soon realized something was wrong:
There were too many workers.
Or rather, the number of workers was actually the same as those officials used to cushion society-
Only the two of them knew the family's situation and the medical department's situation best, and both would also follow Rong Lin to the battlefield.
He was pleased that the Duke Kaiguo's household was, after all, a grand household, handing out more than a dozen copper coins at once; what troubled him was that, for someone like him, how could a dozen or so possibly be enough? He paced back and forth by the entrance, refusing to leave.
Xin'er did not understand and was rather unwilling. There was only one kind of medicinal pill in the carriage, meant to nourish the princess, yet now the princess wanted to give it to the emperor of Nanli. She was reluctant. They had already given away a rare Life-Restoring Pill when they entered the palace that morning, so why give him more now?
Shang Wuji took the bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and gulped it down like a thirsty buffalo, draining the entire bottle in a few swallows.
"Suman, perhaps the empire's destruction was a good thing. After all, as long as the Orc Tribes can continue to flourish, not having the title of an empire might not matter much..." The Lion Emperor sighed, then handed over the