Chapter 90 Colleagues

At this moment, the branch bureau stood quietly to the side, watching as the group slowly approached the helicopter.

“Wow, Captain Gu, is your bureau really doing that well this year? The director actually bought you a helicopter—this must be a medium-sized one, right? It’s got to cost at least nine figures. So wealthy, so extravagant!”

Everyone crowded around as Gu Hansheng descended from the helicopter, greeting each person in turn.

In truth, she had followed her grandfather for more than ten years without ever being apart. Now that they were suddenly separated, she found it hard to let go.

“Chong!” From the stands on the southern side of the martial arena, a burly man in his forties or fifties cried out in alarm upon seeing Wang Chong collapse in a faint.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be driven by the surging aura, reminiscent of a typhoon whipping sand and stones through the air.

“Yue’er, have you felt unwell lately?” With a meaningful glance, he signaled the butler to bring a chair, helped Gu Liangyue to sit down, his expression full of concern.

In the end, it was decided: Old Jin, Xuan Dan, and Shan Feng would stay behind, while the other three would accompany the motorcade on the business trip.

The passengers arrived in the imperial capital of Wanbang in the afternoon. Entering the city took some more time, and by now it was evening. Everyone was hungry, but it seemed the garrison did not provide meals. A few merchants, emboldened, approached the guards to make a request.

The scenery along the way was truly beautiful. Li Ziyuan walked, taking in the sights with delight, while Dong Ping observed keenly as they marched for over ten miles without spotting a single mountain stream or even a trace of water.

Though praised by the elder in black robes, Li Tianyou felt no joy. The old man’s origins were shrouded in mystery—first appearing in the Sword Tomb, and now, with just a glance, rendering a master like Chang Wanlong’s fate uncertain. His strength seemed even deeper and more unfathomable than Elder Long of Heartless Island.

“Haha... It’s nothing, nothing at all!” Zhou Shen said modestly, though he could not hide the smile on his face.

A massive phantom of a phoenix swooped toward him. The phoenix, an ancient divine beast, radiated mysterious and immense power. Lightning crashed onto the apparition, but it could not halt the phoenix's advance.

If, however, he faced a hero-level hunter or ranger whose archery surpassed his own—someone like Nathanos—he could no longer be certain of victory and even had a vague sense of impending defeat.

The Ottomans were indeed aggressive, but this fledgling empire was no match for Venice at sea. They could only rely on the continent to gradually seize islands belonging to Venice and Genoa. Of course, Venice was well aware that once the Ottomans controlled Eastern Europe, their dominance at sea would only be a matter of time.

“Afghanistan is merely a base of operations, and also a place to settle the millions of compatriots scattered across the EU,” Yagami Ye explained no further, as he truly did not know where to begin.

Li Zhonghe braced himself, clutching Qi Ke’s pistol tightly in his left hand and drawing his own from his waist with his right. Armed with two guns, he fired fiercely at the black-clad assailants who drew ever closer.

The attack on the port district of Nanhai Town had commenced, but the defenders made no response—not a single arrow or shot was returned.

Though the difference in rank was not absolute, as merely a B-class mage, he stood no chance against an AAA-class wide-area mage. It was impossible for him to withstand or escape the opponent’s large-scale magic.

Zhao Yunfang could not help but feel conflicted. Between Shi Huaiying and Lu Qing, whom would Li Zhonghe choose?

“Yes, if you don’t take the seat of honor, Zhonghe, then we’ll just sit on the floor!” everyone echoed Ouyang Bin’s words in agreement.

“What are you up to?” Wen Jing asked, phone in hand and cheeks flushed with the shyness of a new bride. She rarely called Ye Tianyu and wasn’t yet used to saying sweet words, though whenever she did, Ye Tianyu was always delighted.