Chapter 95: Get Out

After watching those men in black vanish, the three CEOs, including Mr. Jin, looked rather embarrassed. They were the heads of three major corporations, yet moments ago, on stage before so many people, they had rolled aside in panic. Their greasy figures tumbled away, unafraid of squeezing oil from their bodies. The awkwardness on their faces quickly dissipated, though, as they waved off their bodyguards, signaling them not to follow. “Ah…”

Like a beast trapped by hunters, there was no anger, no excitement—only despair.

His eyes opened wide, surveying his surroundings. He didn’t know exactly where he was, but the place felt strangely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

“Lier, are you alright? I was so worried.” Mu Shaogong, tense since she entered, quickly scanned her, then hurriedly asked.

“Enough. Less nonsense. If you want to eat, wait. And don’t try acting cute or pitiful in front of me anymore.” Ji Zili looked at him, overwhelmed by his shameless attempts at endearment.

Lu Xiang’er had never experienced it, but she had seen and heard: the deeper the feelings, the greater the hurt. Now, it seemed Lu Hong was utterly obsessed with Qingya. Who knew what means Qingya had used to make someone as strong-willed as Lu Hong so enamored.

“Are you the one who took out all my men?” White gradually calmed, looking at the monk in white robes.

As evening fell and the last two hours passed, the entire Dust King’s residence was unusually quiet. Cold Wind, Frost, Cold Rain, and Cold Snow all watched the door anxiously, waiting for their master to awaken.

His eyes were wide open; endless agony engulfed his will. The scene before him began to blur.

“This wine is excellent!” Liu Million and Jiang Xinwu nodded in approval. Just from its color and aroma, they could tell it was a fine brew—no less than those famous brands sold in the market.

Regardless of the Matriarch’s intentions, the marriage was settled. All that remained was to match Yun Muge’s birth chart with the groom’s; if there was no incompatibility, the wedding would proceed as planned.

“This is a heavenly-grade martial skill—how is that possible?” one elder exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief.

“It seems there are still many secrets in this place,” Zhang Chen thought, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Chen Chuliang didn’t need to remember all these details; he only needed the time, place, and host. For this trip to Yanjing for the interview, he brought someone along—Wang Su, who had handled the logistics for the work group during the NetEase acquisition in Yangcheng. Bringing her made these tasks much easier.

“Was it you who wiped out those sixty-four wealthy households?” Not only were Du Bu Cheng, Han Shuangxue, and Zhao Ziling shocked as well.

“What if I insist on protecting him?” Hongyu revealed the Five Ghost Flying Sickle, glancing at the demon soldiers.

According to the contract, they had purchased Kanghua Group’s Xishan Golf Course, with the remaining twenty percent to be paid to Kanghua Group in June.

Back then, during holidays and festivals, while other families gathered in reunion, his family had only him and his father, making do with a single bowl of noodles.

Elevating to the Profound Realm wasn’t so easy. Pills like the Profound Ascension Pill had no effect on Qin Jingyuan. If he wanted to ascend, he’d need to fully construct the phoenix’s shadow within him, dividing it into the five elements. Only then, through transformation in his consciousness space, would his spiritual power reach a new realm.

“Dad, the news says the county plans to build a silk factory?” Most things could be considered later, but this matter Chen Chuliang had to clarify. If it was still that merchant from Suhang investing, he had to help his father avoid this quagmire.

This mission was exactly what Li Xingao wanted. It seemed that clever Li Xingao, after figuring out certain patterns of the Hero System’s tasks, had learned to turn passivity into initiative, using the system’s features to rack up task points for himself.