Chapter 28: Aid Every Guest with Kindness, Granting Each Their Wish

Yu Renyou did not know how long he had been asleep; regardless, he had drifted off, only to be startled awake by a sudden sensation.

It could be described as sleep, yet it felt like a state between slumber and wakefulness. Outside the tent, there was the desolate howling of the wind as it swept across the yardang formations, the crackling of the campfire when the wind died down, and an indescribable sound of footsteps—like insects or small creatures scurrying through the coarse gravel.

He truly woke up when he felt as if someone were blowing air against his ear.

Based on this information, it is evident that this tomb passage must date back to the Five Dynasties period. However, the identity of the tomb's occupant remains a mystery; there is simply no way to determine which emperor it might be.

"It must be. Don't you know that people in the countryside are all very simple and honest?" Zhang Zhengdong said, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"If I win, I shall drive deep into enemy territory and attack Chengdu. If I fail, I can retreat to Baidi City to hold my ground." Sun Quan waved his long sleeves, exuding the heroic aura of a warlord; his words were full of ambition, showing not a hint of pretense.

"Elder Dan, I have a husband from whom I have been separated for three years, named Xuanyuan Yu. I heard he is also within your Yanyue Sect." Ling Long began to make inquiries.

Lan Qiuyu is Hao Yunjing's cousin. Seeing her cousin in such a desperate state, Hao Yunjing brought her back.

When they were only three or four steps away from the booth, their conversation reached Wen Ruchu's ears.

Qin Feng felt a twinge of regret. With a mineral vein this large, he could effectively say that owning such a resource meant he would never have to worry about the supplies needed for his cultivation in the future.

"General, retreat! If we don't withdraw now, I fear it will be too late!" Inside the main camp in Xinye City, someone had arrived to quietly deliver a letter.

His face flushed a mottled mix of red and blue instantly. He had never expected the "Nalan Qingyu" opposite him to react this way, smearing his reputation so directly. For a moment, Gao Linfeng was at a loss for what to do.

"Hahahaha!" Roosevelt laughed heartily. Chiang Kai-shek's straightforwardness was exactly what Stalin feared most. One had the military hardware, while the other held the world's largest population and resources; their union would surely cause Stalin to suffer a massive defeat once war broke out.

"Don't worry! I've been there so many times I don't even know how many, I could find the place with my eyes closed," Xu Meilin said.

"Pfft!" Madam Lin couldn't help but chuckle. What a rustic name—could it be that, as Wu Qiumo said, he really is just a country bumpkin? When did a girl like Yuhan drop her standards so low as to commit herself to a rural man?

The Other Shore Bracelet was acquired at an auction in the black market. At the time of the auction, the black market boss had stated that the bracelet came from the harem of the Great Qin.

"You got it!" Zhang Yang walked away with the menu, feeling quite pleased. With this meal, he had brought in over a thousand in gross revenue for the shop. Chen Yanxi's sacrifice was truly immense, Zhang Yang thought with a secret chuckle.

"I haven't even started yet, and you're already feeling hot? Your face is turning red!" Zhao Tiechu teased Lin Qiaoqiao intentionally, causing her face to flush even deeper.

Even though the animals of the sand dunes became active at night, it insisted on bypassing the nearby prey to go into the woods and hunt monkeys instead.

"Have you all grown the guts of a bear or a leopard? How dare you discuss the Tiger King here?" An abrupt, cold voice rang out.

As a man who had served as president, Su Yucheng possessed great self-control. Realizing the gravity of the situation, he stopped in his tracks.

"It's all your fault for making me drink so much; I didn't even make it back to Green Dragon Village today." Zhang Yang rubbed his throbbing head and grumbled at the scar-faced man.

"Enough! Have you embarrassed yourselves enough?" Qin Feng, who had been silent until now, suddenly roared. He walked slowly onto the stage; although he was only the leader of a small studio, the aura of authority he had cultivated over time still carried a certain weight.

The youth was leaning against a tree stump to rest. Hearing movement nearby, he opened his eyes slightly and saw Xiang Tianshu staring directly at him.