Chapter 13173 — Li Di's Instinct Was Still to Argue

"I... I..."

Li Di's first instinct was still to argue, but for the moment he simply could not think how to refute it.

Truth be told, when he had poisoned his own elder brother Li Jue, he had indeed been briefly possessed by some evil impulse.

Looking back on it afterward, he really had felt regret.

More accurately, he had been afraid of the consequences.

If the matter ever came to light—never mind how he would explain himself to Su Qing, how would the rest of the Emperor Squad look at him?...

Harry kept asking himself this, for though at such a distance an ordinary person might not be able to tell whether it was an owl, Harry had made a special study of owls' habits and manner of flight.

Learning that only two Silicon-based clansmen were holding her mother and that they alone knew the exact location, the two sisters grew bold.

A crowd had gathered round the orange-red bonfire, and the iron pot set above it bubbled and seethed, giving off gusts of numbing, spicy fragrance.

A flicker of ruthless light crossed his eyes. This time Li Yi would not let a single thread of evidence slip past him; if what Su Jin had thought of was indeed that matter, he would certainly root out the hand behind it and give Su Jin and Zhao Ziheng's child justice—give them all justice.

Half a year or more ago, Jessica might have chosen to cooperate at the sight of twenty-odd police officers charging in with guns raised, but now she felt she need not defer to any power.

Murong Li had been staring at Miao Shiqi all along, and as though confirmed that every word she spoke was true, he dismissed his doubts.

Freed from the confines of the building, the red beam shot straight into the heavens and dyed half the sky crimson, like the dawn glow of Asgard, and like its sunset too.

Fu Tingshen gazed fixedly at Lin Xiaoxiao, his star-sea eyes incomparably brilliant, reflecting her cheeks.

As though to confirm Meng Huo's misgivings, just as he grew wary, a gong sounded behind them, and at once two bodies of troops came charging out from the mountain hollows on either side, left and right, like two keen blades.

A squad of soldiers numbered ten, and judging by their uniform dress they were the casino's own private armed force.

Xiang Zhuang's cold gaze swept one by one over the dozen or so wounded soldiers still conscious; for all their bitter pleading, they won from him not a moment's pause, not a shred of pity—his heart had long since grown harder than steel in endless slaughter. In a flash Xiang Zhuang raised his right hand and pressed it gently down.

For now Honghui looked to be a good sort, but when the master grows old in later years, who could really say.

With that, Bai Mo reined his horse about and galloped off; Zhou Guanfu too, at the head of three hundred armored cavalry of the Han army, swept after him like wind scattering clouds, and in but a moment the three hundred-odd riders had vanished into the distance, leaving only the dust on the horizon rising higher and higher, veiling the newly risen sun.

"My lord, there seems to be fighting in the direction of Longhu Stronghold." As the army marched, Li Feng, charged with scouting news on all sides, came galloping up to Li Xuan and spoke in a low voice.

Her mother consort worried about her—Yin Zixuan understood that well; but she was his mother, his elder, and such urgings on the eve of a long journey were only natural.

The following day, Sabato also announced his resignation as manager of Fiorentina, saying that Liverpool of England had already extended him an invitation to take charge. In a few days he would set out for England to take up his new post.

To her this was no more than lifting a hand. So Yuanshan resolutely seized Xue Qingyi's arm and gave her quite a start. Yet she trusted Yuanshan utterly, and seeing her examine the injury, she felt a stir of emotion but obediently held still.

The Retired Emperor was a man who had twice deposed a crown prince he had raised for decades, a man who could order the death of his own son—would he show mercy to a grandson like you?

"Even if the opponent is Real Madrid, I will win!" This time the answer came crisp and resolute. So long as you cheer me on, Sophie, Zhang Jun quietly added in his heart.