Yue had been imprisoned for nearly half a month before he finally entered the Central 46 Chambers.
The fact that he had not been executed immediately showed that Genryusai Yamamoto was still hesitant.
Gin Ichimaru and Kisuke Urahara had also played a part.
In the dimly lit tribunal, a beam of light came on and shone down on him.
Yue once again faced all the representatives of Seireitei's powerful elite.
"Yue, Captain of the Seventh Division, the true ability of your Zanpakuto..." "I already told you that I would help look after your friends' safety. Do you still not trust me, this venerable one? Seeing how eager you are to return, those people are probably more than just your friends, aren't they?" Void Saint Venerable said pointedly.
But... Mother Boar let out a roar. "Stinking lizard! Get lost!" Her savage spiked club smashed directly into Ilena, sending her enormous dragon body staggering backward.
"Hehe, if it were that easy to blow it up, I wouldn't have assigned this mission to you. You must understand that your Shanghai Intelligence Group is a sharp dagger of my Second Bureau of the Military Statistics Bureau. You must drive it into the heart of the Japanese Invaders!" Dai Li encouraged Feng Chen.
Zhuang Chun merely took one look, and her heart trembled. It was so familiar, so familiar that her eyes widened.
Although Tang Yi had made preparations early on and sought Old Master Tang's approval, he had specifically transferred a squad of Tang Family guards to stand by at the midpoint between the future base and Zhuang Chun's home.
Mind you, this sort of oddball was meant as a compliment. What made him odd was that he was kindhearted and softhearted, with none of the demeanor of a loan shark.
It was only three or four alleys away, not too far, and not too far from the Red Wall either. Public security was excellent, the environment was quite nice, and it was very suitable for retirement.
The meeting room was quiet, and everyone was unusually serious and focused at today's meeting.
"I plan to meet Minister Ishida. I don't think he'll act rashly right away, and there are some other matters as well," Lin Xiao said.
"It's fine. Once our magazine starts making money, I'll raise your salary again." Feng Chen did not care about this little bit of money at all. It was Du Yuesheng—Mr. Du's money anyway.
Yet Zhuo Hua felt that she was not truly sad. Her biological mother had been killed; shouldn't the first thing she did upon coming in have been to look at the body?
"So our missions overlapped, and you stole our job?" Lee Ji-ri added.
But at that time, Shu's Father did not want to face any of it. It was as though facing it all made him feel challenged as well.
Park Ji-yeon lay on Yang Han's shoulder, sobbing. Her tears soaked through Yang Han's collar, along with her own white T-shirt, which clung tightly to her body. Pressed against Yang Han like that, he immediately felt something different.
If it remained taut for a long time, or exceeded the bowstring's limit, it could easily cause problems with the string.
After handing everything over to Feng Xuan and having him leave his spiritual-sense imprint on the bill, Feng Yi finally left in satisfaction.
Although this sleep had not driven away all the exhaustion in his body, he felt much more alert. He was only a little sore in the waist and back. After all, during the rescue, he had not only treated the injured but also helped the firefighters carry rubble.
At the same time, he stated that the council's relocation to Lota City was only temporary. In the near future, after the Republic's army recaptured Enclance City, the council would return to the capital and resume its work.
Bai Qi pressed his lips together and did not dare make a sound. He had not expected a snake to appear after he had said only one sentence.
Ever since Ji Guangjin had had his palm bitten off by a lizard last time, the sight of an Armadillo Lizard's palm still made his own palm ache faintly.
"Interested in Bloodline Power?" Chu Ling nodded. Naturally, he agreed with that. Among the living beings of the Xuantian Great World, whether human martial artists or demon beasts, the level of achievement they could attain on the martial path depended on their own Bloodline Power.
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