Volume One, Chapter 50: Hongwu Capital

“Impossible!”
“Absolutely impossible!”
“It must be an illusion!”
The bald man simply refused to believe the result.

“Mr. Zhang, how are you feeling? Are you still unwell?” He looked at Mr. Zhang expectantly.

“What? Director Lin, are you cursing me?” Zhang Yixuan sneered coldly.

“Of course not!” Director Lin hurriedly lowered his head.

“Mr. Chu, your strength is truly exceptional! Thank you!” Zhang Yixuan cast a grateful glance at Chu Lingtian.

She understood her own condition better than anyone else.

Then she smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, Mr. Chu, I underestimated you before.”

“Truly, heroes emerge from the young...”

Zhang Tianyi nodded. Though he and Cao Xianye had no official master-disciple title, their relationship was that of teacher and student in essence. As the ancient saying goes: a teacher imparts the Way, teaches skills, and resolves doubts. He respected everyone who taught him, as he respected his own father. He was a man of the world, seeking wealth and fame, but not vulgar to the core.

Yan Zi’s expression shifted. Time was not on their side. If they hid in the corridor and waited for the neighbors to take the elevator away before making a move, they might miss the chance. If their agreed time was delayed too long, the danger they faced would grow too great.

The second channel was information exchange vertically among peers, such as manufacturers of pumps, cooling towers, or pipelines. Some of their projects also involved HVAC and boilers. This channel was reliable but yielded little information.

Though the bandits were numerous, they formed their forces late. Few were veteran bandits, mostly serving as core members; the rest were recently coerced civilians, untrained and unorganized, resulting in very poor military quality. They could ambush and strike covertly but dared not face the official army head-on.

He pondered that in Zhejiang, few sold Pu’er tea, but here it was everywhere—a clear business opportunity.

Wu Jiuyin planned another task for tonight: infiltrate the royal city of Yanhuo Kingdom, capture Diao Xing alive, coerce and persuade him to call off the war, so they could leave safely.

Zhao Meng, the city lord’s mansion head, was a master at the Cloud Sea Fifth Realm and a member of the royal Zhao family, responsible for guarding Liangzhou City.

Although Li Xiang didn’t understand what he was saying, he stopped the car without unfastening his seatbelt. Sitting silently, Duan Daozi also remained quiet, reaching into his pocket for a box of cigarettes with bloodstained hands.

Meanwhile, Su Zheng hid in the back mountain, closing his eyes to extend his divine sense, beginning to scout the Luo family.

“Greetings, Master Ge...” Chen Leqing’s three sons warmly greeted Ge Yu.

A dazzling flash of colors appeared. Both Gu Ting and Qilin attacked simultaneously. With a thunderous blast, a massive black hole formed before Gu Ting, as if ready to devour everything.

Finally, his gaze settled on a crystal wine bottle, engraved with Baroque-style lily patterns, its cap and shoulder adorned with 24K gold carvings. Indeed, this was the supreme Louis XIII.

Time passed bit by bit, yet the operating room lights showed no sign of dimming. She bit her lip, forced to wait.

The moment he struck, Luo Yiyi had already moved. Her cloak and companions were neatly severed. Had he attacked from another angle, he might have survived, but there was no time.

A simple, calm sentence stirred ripples in Ye Mu’s heart. He wasn’t sure if he could still love, but at this moment, Xiao Jinyan had indeed become an extraordinarily special presence in his heart.

“But didn’t you hate Xue’er for how she treated you back then?” Gu Yu voiced his doubt.

Leng Zibing gave a line of black marks. “...President, are you sure you’re not teasing me? What does ‘very high’ even mean?”

Throughout the night, Ye Quan spoke little, quietly sitting in Xiao Jinyan’s arms. When Xiao Jinyan gazed at him with immense tenderness, Ye Quan lowered his head, seemingly avoiding his gaze.

The pink diamond reflected dazzling light, complementing Yan Xin’s slender neck which seemed even more radiant. She instinctively touched her empty neck, momentarily lost in thought, suddenly feeling something missing.

Xiao Qingchen’s Dust Sword multiplied into myriad swords, the tips weaving around his figure, piercing toward Qin Zhen from all directions. Qin Zhen defended with the Overlord’s Yellow Spring Sword Qi, fiercely charging out to break the myriad swords with a single strike.

How strong was early sprout? Aside from Ling Meng, Elisa had lost to her several times.

The fragment of White Tiger power extracted from the Qingmo corpse was far from enough for him to truly possess such strength.

Su Jue nodded, chatted a while longer with Guo Yuan, then gained some understanding of the mining planet and the Murong family.

“You’re truly noble! After all these years, you haven’t killed the minions of the demon clan. I just took down that big skeleton, and you made your move. Haha, very interesting!” After hearing his words, Du Gu Hong smiled faintly. His laughter made the old man’s face twitch slightly.

An Yutong was now overwhelmed with guilt. If she hadn’t insisted on causing trouble, Momo wouldn’t have ended up like this.

After thanking Elder Li, Ye Feng left the office with Chan Juan and Ye Xiang. The three went to Ye Feng’s room. Once in the courtyard, they naturally attracted everyone’s attention again.

“Alright, call Hongdou and let’s go out to eat. I’ll call your father and tell him not to come home,” An Yutong suggested, inviting Hongdou and Ouyuntu along.

This seemingly fierce wound was nothing to the Five-Clawed Black Dragon Hua Xu clan, not even a minor injury.

An empty basement wasn’t truly empty; occasionally, a few rats would roam around.

Thus, the fleeing party and the pursuers formed a brief standoff, neither daring to take a step forward. Both watched each other’s movements closely, afraid that a single lapse would lead to disaster. This was no trivial matter.

She couldn’t help but wonder if in her past life she owed Pan Haodong something; otherwise, why would she be taken advantage of the moment they met?

Lying on his back, she felt inexplicably safe. Ze Qing was thin, with a narrow back, yet it gave her warmth. She thought this would be her lifelong harbor.