Volume One, Chapter 101: Inducing Labor

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Su Li truly was unaware of these matters.

“In this situation, naturally, the boss and the boss’s wife are at odds, and the deputy general manager certainly wouldn’t be content with remaining just a deputy. The boss’s wife and the deputy general manager, once close friends, have fallen out; the boss and his wife are in the midst of a divorce. So, now you understand why the company has been somewhat unstable recently.”

Su Li pieced together the situation and indeed understood the reasons.

“The boss’s wife co-founded the company with the boss. Now that they’re dividing assets, at least half the property is involved. The deputy general manager definitely wouldn’t accept this—she’s a major contributor, after all. Most of the company’s business was secured through her efforts. Losing half to the boss’s wife, she would be utterly unwilling to accept that.”

Su Li found himself unsure how to comment on this...

“Let’s go, we should head upstairs as well.” When the elevator arrived, Lei called out to Park Sang-ji and then stepped inside.

Aside from the things I deliberately did, even I didn’t know why Sun Shouxin trusted me, so when Zhao Tian said that, I instinctively asked.

It appeared that the crown prince had no intention of taking out his anger over Yue Ru’s affairs on the crown princess, and Shen Qingqing couldn’t help but feel pity.

“Take this!” Seeing the dragon leader’s hand strike toward him with such contempt, Sun Wukong snorted coldly, instantly elevating his power to the utmost. The staff suddenly emitted a gentle glow, and its speed multiplied several times in an instant.

Shen Qingqing came from the modern era, where monogamous marriage was the norm. She had never considered polygamy. If she had a husband but cried every day, then what was the point of marriage?

The aching heart slowly regained awareness, a faint warmth returning to the body, and then she felt the coldness from the vest on her back.

“Everyone, please take a seat first. Help yourselves to whatever you want to drink.” After taking off his suit, Lei said to Wang Peng and the others.

Yun Weiyang didn’t even raise her head as she said, “Issue orders: I will enter seclusion to cultivate these next few days. No one is allowed to disturb me.” She intended to thoroughly study these rare, unparalleled manuscripts.

Knowing that Chu Wushang would be leaving, the next morning, Zayana Nami hosted a banquet to entertain everyone.

As they pressed forward, people still lived everywhere. Chen Mo found a large livestock market and bought several horses, so he and Ao Lie no longer had to walk.

Although the world was in chaos and the official siege was underway, with parts of the Xuan Kingdom’s army stationed in Sang City and others in Ming City, plus the troops of Meng Xiaoyue, their strength was formidable.

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“Who in their right mind would dare use ‘Primordial’ as their Daoist name? And the rank of Dao Immortal? I’ve never even heard of that.” I said coldly.

“No way! Seriously?” Lu Fei exclaimed, suddenly realizing he had embarrassingly started nosebleeding.

Another flash of sword light appeared. The man in the golden robe and the one in silver both had their heads flying into the air. Chen Mo instantly slew five top masters. The surrounding people dared not rush forward recklessly.

Not only were the others suspicious and doubtful, even Lu Fei couldn’t help but look at the cloud of calamity hanging in the void with a puzzled expression.

This time, Mu Chu sat to the right of Qi Qi, but the vacant seat on the left was taken by Prince Xuan. Mu Ruyun said nothing; Chu Xuan’s affairs were beyond others’ interference—not even hers.

Most of Qingzhou had fallen, and this governor led troops who fled at every encounter with the Yellow Turban Army. They had no courage to face the densely packed rebels.

The door was opened by Sister A’Sao; this time three people arrived. Aya glanced quickly and lowered her head with a somewhat startled expression.

A pair of carriages slowly proceeded toward Fengzhou, escorted by hundreds of soldiers. Shao Yilong rode quietly alongside.

When her hand was touched, Gu Yanfeng suddenly calmed down, his fingers gently entwining her somewhat cold hand.

Though still harboring doubts about Lin Jie, since he had been called to treat her and now was a critical moment—and the doctor was resolute—he chose to trust Lin Jie for the time being.

Bai Jin turned around and caught sight of Jiang Ziya blinking at her with a flattering expression.

Ling Xiao seemed quite happy at this moment. Although he didn’t show it outwardly, Bai Jin inexplicably felt that Ling Xiao was genuinely pleased.

The light on the formation still faintly shifted, but many of the array’s runes had self-destructed—clearly the person who activated it had done so intentionally.

This time they faced only Haotian. If a true god-level being wielded the Haotian Tower palm, then with his current strength, it would indeed be difficult to contend with.

The dismissal bell rang, and the children rushed out of the classroom immediately. Around the school were three layers of parents. Since it was a noble academy, almost every child came from a prestigious family; the gate resembled a luxury car exhibition.

Shaking his head hard to dispel the thoughts swirling in his mind, he stroked the dragon mark partially hidden by his bangs, sighed, and stepped out of the room.

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But Yang Ye hesitated as the price of Shui Mu Qinghua surged all the way up to 800,000 purple gold, so he let go of the thought in his heart.

They planned to wait until everyone was exhausted, then lead them to the wrong destination before slipping away to seek treasure in the true Black Sea Abyss.

“Looks like Master Wen is eager to showcase his culinary skills,” Zhao Laoer chuckled.

Long Teng watched as Ling Yanzhang’s henchmen busied themselves, and in the end, they presented a sumptuous feast. But since his old mentor Long Xue was betrayed by Ling Yanzhang and they were bitter enemies, Long Teng naturally scorned him.

Leaving Yangzhou’s city gates, the path was swallowed by night without the torches’ glow, only the faint moonlight from a half-moon above sprinkled the road like patches of white frost.

At this time, the guards at the Daoist Hall’s three gates had been replaced by Nomad desert warriors. Four shifts of Nomad warriors patrolled every hour. Seeing such tight defenses, Xi Feng felt relieved, thinking that without such heavy snowfall to conceal his movements, he could not have infiltrated the city unnoticed.

By area alone, the Universal Trading System’s range for absorbing and refining spiritual energy was now more than double what it once was.

After the mountain bandits retreated, Zhu Ming and the others lacked the ability to handle the wounded and dead on the ground. But such a major event couldn’t be left unresolved; they had to wait for the authorities to arrive. This place was still under Guan Sheng’s management.

“Sir!” The Three-Eyed Emperor and another peak God Realm ghost cultivator were shocked by the scene, exclaiming aloud.

Long Teng’s thoughts shifted quickly. He grabbed the man’s arm, dragged the corpse inside, took off the cloak, and covered the dead body’s back. Once finished, he glanced at Nangong Yan, fearing her body would be desecrated. Without hesitation, he grabbed an oil lamp, poured kerosene on the couch, and bit his lip as he tossed the flame onto it.

Pointing at her hand, Long Teng saw a patch of tangled grass on the cliff wall over two zhang above the valley floor. He knew Ye Meijing wouldn’t act without reason, so he nodded and went to gather it.

Moreover, everyone knew what kind of harvest this year was. Other provinces hardly managed to send such abundant grain, so how could Weizhou have managed it? But since Lu Zhen had already revealed his identity, the officials dared not gossip in front of him. They exchanged a few glances and then passed the message along.