The Turmoil of the Bund Chapter 47: Tides of the Jiang Hai – A New Strategy Against the Surge

Chen Lin also set his sights on the Jianghaiguan customs.
The death of Lian Tinghuang stirred no ripple in his heart.
Corrupt officials of the Qing dynasty are endless, impossible to eliminate completely.
This was not merely the greed of an individual, but a fundamental flaw—within the Qing bureaucracy, it was nearly impossible to be an honest official.
Xia Zining was deeply moved and shared much here; several robots even greeted her with video recordings of her family.
“Ha ha!” I laughed, watching Qian Feng’s helpless, almost distorted expression as he faced me. I walked over toward the sandbag.
“Of course not. The enemy now has few innate masters left and has already retreated. Moreover, one problem has been resolved; we will be returning in a few days,” Elder Ma said.
But Wu Jie knew this was clearly the Flying Eagle Army trying to deal with him. Since they had already made their move, they would not leave any major flaws behind. So even if he stripped off his clothes and embarrassed the Flying Tiger Regiment, it would yield no benefit.
“Can I help them?” A pure musician? Once his own dream, perhaps now he could help others achieve theirs.
It must be said, after Shang Xie, the agile swordsman, abandoned the longsword for daggers, his grasp of the battle rhythm became more precise. He charged at the falling figure of Falling Flower with his dagger, which seemed like the scythe of death. With a light swing, Falling Flower decisively turned into a white light and returned to the city to revive.
Having a key to open the door felt entirely different from needing someone to open it for you—that was the mark of a true master. Chen Yu, feeling somewhat elated, glanced up and saw the elegant and beautiful Murong Xue. Beneath her thin nightgown, the curves before him made his heart pound fiercely.
To a great extent, the temple’s enduring shroud of the God of Power’s divine aura was closely tied to the vast strength of belief it commanded.
A series of tremendous crashes rang out almost simultaneously as Bruh and Yahan, along with a few others, tried to overturn Wu Jie’s body, only to be blasted away by the tremendous force emanating from him.
It was clear how the King of Beasts would not surrender quietly; it roared incessantly, struggling to break free, its sharp claws raking deep scratches across Ji Yueque’s face.
After the commotion, the people of Qingshan Town quickly cleared a wide path as a squad of soldiers clad in refined steel armor, wielding sharp iron spears, led the way.
The sound of Liu’s stout body hitting the ground sent a shiver through everyone’s spine in the room.
Just then, someone brought in two old hens. Liu Yan slaughtered them that same night and had Tao Wan stew them. Yin Qingbai ate the meat and drank the broth until his belly was full, almost doubting he was living like an immortal these days.
Qin Xuan, as the second young master of the Qin family, naturally owned many high-end clothes, but after being expelled from the Qin household, all his clothes were thrown away by Qin Tian.
Everyone watched as Xu Bao suddenly went mad, rushed into the yard, and kicked Qiangzi flying out with a single blow.
The kitchen had two faucets, each with a long queue; Lan stood behind Bai Muting, indistinguishable from two strangers.
“You old hag, how dare you insult my senior brother? Do you want a beating?” At this moment, Qing Lin could no longer hold back and immediately pointed at the old woman, shouting curses.
However, Han Qing’er seemed not to grasp the meaning behind Qin Xuan’s words and merely responded casually.
Having eaten and drunk her fill and seeing the shop was nearly empty, I took the map and approached the owner to strike up a conversation. The owner was a man who looked to be in his sixties, smiling warmly and approachable.
Qin Xuan could feel that Aosha was already propelling the yacht forward with terrifying and overwhelming power.
The three in the water were not very strong, but their swimming skills were excellent. Even if outmatched, they could drag passersby into the water, drowning them to seize their seals.