29. The Cold-Hearted Scoundrel Who Abandoned His Wife and Child (4)

Yue Jinse could not bear it, nor did she want to see him compromise himself so easily for the sake of Green Banquet. In the past, whenever Dongfang Cheng heard such words, he would naturally nod, agreeing that the other party was right.

Prince Qin was not particularly surprised by this matter. The Prince of Chu had a close relationship with the Empress Dowager, who had raised the Prince of Jin. Since the Prince of Chu, the Prince of Jin, and the Sun family were all deeply intertwined, it was no wonder he was involved in this affair.

Just like that, Lang Qing and Fang Tian continued their journey ahead, with Bai Yifan following closely behind; a conflict was imminent.

"Furthermore, from now on, Liu Zhiqiang will assist in scheduling raw material procurement and related matters; Liu Long is familiar with our sales channels and will join the sales department..." After Liu Chunlai finished these instructions, he prepared to leave.

The person who climbed in through the window was naturally Chu Yue'an. When she held the hand of Old Madam Qi during the day, she noticed that the old lady's pulse was unusual. Concerned, she came specifically to check on her, never expecting that the illness would truly flare up.

However, after mounting his horse, he did not head directly to the Garrison Commandant's office, but instead stopped in front of a shop on Yunhai Avenue.

Xuan Ling had steeled himself countless times before finally managing to speak his mind. Even though he knew the Prince would never let this go once he found out, he said it nonetheless.

Qinghe’s throat bobbed, and though her heart was tense, she remained calm. She nodded coldly, intentionally keeping her distance.

Yesterday, after Xie Shengli was injured and fell into a coma, his mother—who was Xie Jin’s sister—sought out Xie Jin, hoping he would avenge her son.

They simply chose a restaurant that looked upscale and elegant to step into. To make eavesdropping easier, the two did not take a private room but chose to sit by the window. This spot was near the passageway, accessible from all sides, and as long as Mu Sheng wished, he could hear conversations from anywhere.

Everyone had heard and seen what happened just now. Did he offer any explanation or attempt to stop it? Could he even have stopped it? Never mind that the magic array had yet to be broken and it would have been rash to interfere. Even if it had been completely unsealed, should a large-scale operation not be conducted in an orderly fashion?

"Marshal, the Central Region has split its forces into four prongs, and they are coming on aggressively. It seems this is no longer just child's play. Should we not call for reinforcements?" A man's voice echoed from within the command tent.

***

A man who morphs like the wind, living only for the kill of a sword—a strike with precision, a strike with gentleness, a thousand styles of charm.

"Do not be anxious, Miss Xueling. I believe Su Jue has his reasons for doing this," Murong Feng whispered. He understood Su Jue better than Xueling did. Although he hadn't directly clashed with Su Jue on the Three Tripod Star, he had carefully studied Su Jue's journey there.

Ten seconds after the cat-faced mask left the shadow servant, it automatically attached itself to the servant's face—or rather, it served to conceal the black mist.

"Mu Yichen, An Yutong is mine, and this career is mine as well!" Qin Leng looked out into the vast night and spoke softly.

In the parks and on the streets, there were old people everywhere taking walks or practicing Tai Chi. Their movements were already frail, yet that persistence was something the younger generation could not comprehend.

After a moment, the water in the vat rippled, and Luochen saw the fetus begin to expand and contract strangely. Before long, it was swept into a pitch-black vortex.

Watching Chen Yuyang in his silence, Leng Ling chose to hold his tongue. Just as in the past, every decision he made would be correct. This was a belief he held as firmly as ever.

The force of Xu Yi's strength was proven by Fang Ziqing's screams; in the end, he was dragged away in a sorry state.

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Zhanbo returned to his room, he found water stains on the floor, and upon checking Lin Wanyu's room, he discovered her suitcase.

Even without the aura of a battlefield, this man's cultivation of inner energy had reached an incredibly profound level. With just one step inside, he immediately subdued everyone present.

Ancestor Yun understood Chu Yunting better; he had long suspected that Chu Yunting was the son of the Evil Mother and had long anticipated this day. When he first accepted Chu Yunting's inheritance, he had already made up his mind.

Though they appeared united, they were actually harboring their own secret agendas, each hoping the other would strike first while they bided their time. This was what led to the current situation.

With just a casual toss, he pierced the void, a feat even more powerful than the Heaven and Earth Breaker executed by Yang Yifan.

***

Immediately, the eyes of everyone present fell upon Yang Yifan, waiting for his answer. Many felt that, given his personality, he would surely move to kill Zhang Qingzhi right then and there.

"You remind me, I need to add wilderness survival to my card," Qin Yumo said, taking a stack of cards out of her bag.

This act of coquetry made Guo Jialin’s heart swell with joy; under normal circumstances, he would have scooped her up without a second word.

Before dying, the old Taoist revealed a piece of information: someone was targeting him. But who could it be?

Damn it, wasn't Solar Flame supposed to be a miraculous fire on par with the Netherfire? Why was it that here, in the face of the Netherfire, the Solar Flame was completely useless?

Human beings who truly possessed a fighting and rebellious spirit did not exceed one percent. At this moment, their voices would be drowned out by the cries for survival, not even amounting to the light of a firefly.

"There is nothing to be happy about. This money cannot be withdrawn; profit must prioritize the company's development. We have to wait until the end of the year, when various project investments are completed, for the remaining profit to be distributed as dividends—and even then, only ten percent of the shares," Shen Miaofu said.

Lang Fei looked at the gesticulating Jiedo and suddenly found himself at a loss for words. He looked at Jiedo helplessly: "Can you not see that everyone around you is laughing at you?"

In fact, those red lights had always been there; they just hadn't observed them closely while preoccupied with the battle. Furthermore, to remain hidden, the three of them had been flying almost flat against the surface, drilling through layers of dense, dark clouds, before finally seeing the true state of the interior of Jupiter.