Chapter 102: A Futile Resistance

The Loyal Family: I Am the Pillar King of Daxia Mountain Spring Farmer 1206 words 2026-03-20 13:36:49

“Master of the family, so far we haven’t encountered much resistance. It’s a bit strange!”
“Yes, it’s as if the Long family has already conceded…”
“...”

Half an hour passed...

They turned a corner, and the place grew much quieter, with only one or two craftsmen working at the forge.

“Are you saying that Fu Jian intends to support him, to help him ascend and inherit Fu Xiong’s position, commanding the entire army?” Wang Xizhi paused mid-air with his teacup.

The company’s scale hasn’t expanded yet; currently, there are only two offices for senior executives—mine and Ji Ran’s.

This is a massive project. The tunnel is forty meters high and forty meters wide, housing not only a high-speed railway but even allowing cars to pass through.

A Ling slammed down the final punch, and the mischievous ghost vanished, leaving only a puddle of black water on the ground.

Zhu Yingtai held her father’s hand, chatting while secretly winking at him from where Lady Zhu couldn’t see.

Seeing Lin Hao causing a ruckus here, the nurse grabbed his hand firmly and looked toward the head nurse.

“Waiting for you to come back for dinner, what are you thinking about?” Shi Feng pulled Mu Shi’s hand and headed toward the kitchen.

Dad instinctively agreed, but the moment the words left his mouth, he noticed Mom’s unfriendly glare and realized he had misspoken. To atone for being a traitor in spirit, he quickly corrected himself.

Yet even so, upon seeing this version of Mu Xiu, Bai Lingjing couldn’t help but admit she was a little afraid and at a loss.

It was already past noon, and the atmosphere was grim; every step Ai Gu took felt like a heavy weight dragged behind her.

After pondering for a long while, Ai Gu finally came up with a solution. She hurried out of the Murong residence, picked the lock, and rushed inside.

The buildings on either side were: the American Bank Financial Center, the Sino-American Enterprise Promotion Association, a music conservatory, the Meldred-Elli Nursing School, Legacy Commercial Real Estate Company, and a sushi restaurant.

Ren Jiayi’s obsession had become pathological, hurting Pei Jingzhe’s eldest sister. For over four years, Pei Jingzhe hadn’t looked at her once.

Rosenberg deliberately used different firearms and bullets to create the illusion that these people were killed by random gunfire; but after completing all this, he was no longer suited to stay in the area.

I nodded blankly, my mind still echoing what Big Bell had said. If that’s true, then all my misfortunes stem from me? Isn’t that a bit absurd? But regarding Big Bell’s words, I could only listen and remain noncommittal.

This phone is the company’s internal line, meaning only company personnel can dial it. Who could it be?

Gu Nansheng heard Luna talk about these matters for the first time; no wonder she had connections with the Frozen Throne and Sylvanas—there was such a history behind it.

Wenren Huiyin also got off the car. She unconsciously glanced at her reflection in the window’s glass, smoothing her already sleek hair.

Zhang Huan was a general of the Qingzhou army—a comrade. Tian Man felt pleased upon hearing this. However, his concern lay elsewhere. As a soldier’s child, he had access to better military intelligence and had already known about Liu Yu of Youzhou being captured.

After the coming-of-age and wedding ceremonies, Zhang Han was considered an adult and qualified to attend the Zhang family’s decision-making meetings.

Zhang Yiming booked the VIP room on the third floor. Not counting drinks and meals, just entering this door cost two guan. That’s why these guys rushed to reserve early—usually they couldn’t afford it, but when a wealthy patron treated them, how could they miss such an opportunity?