52. The Overbearing CEO Supporting Character Whose Intelligence Was Artificially Nerfed in a Classic Old-School Novel (4)

"This skill status..." When Great Rise and Soup Dumpling saw it, their eyes flashed with a brilliant light, as if they had discovered a treasure.

Master Mo's voice grew louder and increasingly indistinct, and his entire body began to tremble. Zhu Tianlun shook his head and slowly stood up. Feng Qinglong bit his lip, reached out, and delivered a chop to Master Mo's throat, silencing him instantly.

Startled, I looked around. Chen Shian was loudly calling for the others to move forward, while Yin Bailing and Li Dage were also running toward this side. But halfway there, the two abruptly leaped backward as if they had encountered something.

I was stunned. What was he referring to? Was it Fourth Sister or Yanyu? Regardless of their original motives for approaching me, I believed they had both truly loved me, loved me with all their hearts. Could he be referring to when I was tricked into joining the Field Operations Bureau by my senior brother, Zhu Tianlun? To me, that might just have been the luckiest thing that ever happened to me.

"I did mention it, but you weren't around at the time, so I went straight to George," Ruan Hao said with a faint smile.

"Oh, that's not too bad then. By the way, do you usually dislike going to work? Are you just out experiencing life?" Su Wanling recalled her previous guesses about Taoran's profession—an artist or a writer? She suddenly felt a fresh wave of curiosity.

Still, it was better to keep them somewhat restrained; otherwise, how could she get her wife to obediently move back in?

In another room of the villa, Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the guest room sofa with his eyes closed, quietly gathering his inner focus.

Knowing full well that the Zhou family members were currently out of favor and might be implicated by Zhou De and suffer execution to the ninth degree any day now, Zhou Guangren didn't dare stick his neck out to deliver gifts.

"Doesn't the Prince wish to ask what just happened?" After a long while, Cang Jiuyao finally couldn't help speaking up first.

Because Zhang Fan had appeared before them like a phantom, raising his hand to deliver a single palm strike directly to the neck.

The Poison Spider members, watching Zhang Fan chase off in the opposite direction, each let out a sigh of relief.

After all, the paparazzi from Central and Hong Kong usually targeted celebrities or directors in the entertainment industry.

"Never mind her," Xiao Yi said indifferently from within the starlight cage at that exact moment, before sitting down cross-legged.

The most valuable part of this geomantic treasure spot was the cyan lotus beneath everyone's feet, formed by layers upon layers of peaks. As for the winding giant dragon, it was merely decorative. In other words, whether this giant dragon was dead or alive, and whether the direction of its coils matched, was of little consequence.

The three of them rounded a mountainside, and a mountain ridge appeared ahead. The ridge was extremely steep, appearing as though carved by knives and axes, leaving no path forward.

Operating during the day was inconvenient, so Duan Yuntu deliberately waited until after dark before entering the inner courtyard of the Golden Toad Gang, lying flat across the rooftop and looking down. The fire in the inner courtyard had long since been extinguished, but several buildings were left with only a few charred, ruined pillars. Broken tiles and scorched wood littered the ground in utter chaos.

Lin Xuan was also paying attention. The sky was suffused with brilliant rosy clouds and myriad phenomena; the vast firmament trembled as boundless power permeated the air, approaching infinitely close to the divine realm.

Therefore, everything within the mansion had long been completely within Xiao Yi's perception, including how many people were inside and what they were doing—nothing could escape his eyes.

Moreover, because the sewing machine was a purely mechanical device requiring no electricity, and wear and tear could be largely ignored since it was foot-pedaled—much like a bicycle, relying on the rotation of a wheel to generate power—it was far easier to use than a bicycle. With just a few casual taps of the foot, a very long line of stitches could be sewn effortlessly.

When the mage told her the origin of the matter just moments ago, Rou Rou's heart felt warm and deeply moved. Recalling Bao Bei's previous furious appearance, a trace of anxiety welled up within her, and her beautiful eyes remained fixed intently toward the direction of the police station's lobby.

Waves of numbness spread throughout his body, causing Chen Chen to shudder violently, while Olga's own breathing gradually grew heavier.

Qin Tang's Weibo post had been reposted hundreds of thousands of times. It was estimated that one hundred thousand copies wouldn't even be enough to sell, and increasing the print run was an absolute certainty.

Since the establishment of the Helurna Dominion, under the insistence of Desai and Saye, it had consistently pursued statecraft policies of political tolerance, ethnic inclusivity, and religious accommodation. Consequently, it had attracted a vast number of talents from various Mediterranean countries, including frustrated scholars, impoverished technicians, bankrupt bankers and merchants, and numerous down-and-out nobles.

However, what he hadn't expected was that instead of unearthing Qin Tang's history of grievances, they ended up digging up Chen Rui's rise to power.

If Chen Chen were killed, and they then joined forces with Darth Vader to help Sephiroth eliminate Sephiroth's enemies, the chances of escaping prison would be very high.

Time ticked away second by second, and the private dining room remained dead silent. It wasn't until a hotel waiter walked in that this oppressive quiet was finally broken. Zeng Zhiwei invited Carina Lau to go out with him to select seafood, declaring that no matter what, they were going to feast extravagantly at Feng Yifeng's expense today, otherwise they wouldn't be doing themselves justice.

She felt nervous yet deeply delighted inside, because this was the first time Feng Yifeng had brought her to attend such an important and formal occasion. Although she still didn't know whom Feng Yifeng was meeting, judging by the fact that he had rarely dressed in formal wear and adopted such a serious demeanor, the person waiting for him held considerable weight in his heart.