Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Even the longest night would eventually give way to dawn.
When the first light of dawn arrives, the events that unfolded in the darkness turn into stories.
The events of last night, by the time the sun rose, had become known to many. An assassination attempt, ultimately unsuccessful, saw the young martial artist at the heart of it all vanish into the night. The Left Guard had gone mad through the night, but after midnight, everything became eerily quiet. As dawn approached, word spread: Marquis Huainan, who had once fought alongside the Emperor to seize the realm, was dead.
The influential figures in the Divine Capital knew much about Marquis Huainan. They knew that this martial artist, who had followed the Emperor back then, had earned great merit. They also knew that he had faded from the political scene for over a decade due to past matters, and just when nearly everyone had begun to forget him, he died.
Everyone could piece together some of the connections.
Yet, the biggest question on everyone's mind was where Chen Chao had gone.
After that night, Chen Chao disappeared without a trace.
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"Being at the center of such an event, unable to break free, nor to decide one's own future, disappearing at this moment is an excellent choice. Leaving the Divine Capital, leaving Great Liang, and sparing His Majesty from further difficulties."
Every spring, the Premier would receive exquisite spring tea from White Deer Prefecture and invite his old friend, the Grand Historian, to his residence for tea and idle chat. Now, with such major events occurring in the Divine Capital, their conversation naturally shifted to these recent happenings.
As the white mist rose from the tea in front of him, the Grand Historian lamented, "Given his status, the fact that His Majesty has tolerated him for so long speaks volumes about His Majesty's exceptional magnanimity."
The civil officials of the court had a complex relationship with the Emperor, both loving and hating him. As the official historian, the Grand Historian had
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