Going to Taiwan for Work

For some time afterward, the person who returned was unexpectedly the eighteen-year-old Ouyang Junyan.

A year had passed, and he was now nineteen.

Since the other personalities were absent, many matters within the company had to be handled by him alone. Being merely a student, he truly had no idea how to manage a corporation or negotiate business deals.

Fang Zhiyin had no choice but to tell him to focus on his studies while she went to stay at the company herself.

That afternoon, several men wearing sunglasses walked in from outside, stating they were looking for Fang Zhiyin.

"Hello, who might you be?"

"We've previously spoken with President Ouyang," said the man in the lead, speaking with a heavy Hong Kong-Taiwan accent.

Because he was wearing sunglasses, Fang Zhiyin could not make out what he looked like.

"Huh?" Xu Zheng was startled, hurriedly reaching out to touch his face. However, his skin felt completely normal, with not the slightest hint of any acne-like bumps.

Yet, to his utter astonishment, Xue Yun suddenly knitted his brows, turned his gaze toward Feng Zhan, and let out a stern cry.

Xu Zheng led him over, carrying a package of deep green material. Harris took it and examined it; it was wrapped in dried mugwort leaves. When gently pressed with his fingers, it felt somewhat firm and slightly brittle, though what lay inside remained a mystery.

The primary purpose of this banquet was to introduce Xue Yun to the prodigies of the mortal realm—and naturally, this included the prodigies of the demon race as well. The one dispatched by Piaoling Sea, the most formidable faction among the demons, was none other than Fan Hai, who shared a profound bond with Xue Yun and had once bestowed guidance upon him.

"What is going on? Why is everything completely different?" Xiao Ran rested his hands on the table, staring in shock at the projections before him. The initial conditions bore no resemblance whatsoever to those he had encountered when he first acquired the fleet territory. An unfamiliar special item called the World's Sole Core had even appeared, which essentially served as the primitive constitution of the Federation.

Ahead of that overwhelming rain of Noble Phantasms, the body of the Berserker—who wielded a ferocious axe-sword and stood like a giant—was already pierced through by numerous lavishly crafted weapons, riddling the great hero with countless holes and covering him in fresh blood.

Suzaku's lips twitched twice, and she lowered her head, deciding to ignore Xiao Ran. Rolling her eyes with a helpless sigh, she took the initiative to step forward.

The purple-red beam of light that had soared into the sky from the Moon Demon Star gradually faded away. The yellow energy shield covering the planet's surface, however, remained strikingly prominent.

The alchemist sighed inwardly in praise; Lan Jue's strength had now reached a level entirely on par with her own.

Upon arriving at the destination, Lacus tilted her head and looked at Xiao Ran with a well-behaved, obedient expression that seemed to say she was all set. This brought an involuntary smile to Xiao Ran's face. Regardless of what kind of person Lacus truly was, the demeanor she displayed in front of him genuinely resembled that of a dutiful junior, leaving no room for any criticism.

Yesterday, when Hao Yue stayed the night, she had mentioned that she and Yan'er would take turns serving him day by day, and that the arrangement would be subject to change only after Wang Yan eventually took a wife and concubines; tonight, he was scheduled to sleep in Liu Yan'er's chambers.

Mofi'er wept as she spoke, "Elder, the moment I laid eyes on you, I was reminded of my grandfather. He loved me the most, but he is gone now, and I miss him so terribly." With that, she broke down into sobs once more.

"Who is there? Is someone out there? Why won't you show yourself? You said you know Shao An's secret—what on earth is it?" Li Hongyi listened intently to the surrounding movements, but caught only the sound of the wind. It seemed either the person was exceptionally skilled at concealing their presence, or he was merely being paranoid and there was no one here at all.

Shao An remained bedridden for months on end, forced to lie upon his sickbed and watch helplessly as time slipped through his fingers, year after another passing him by.

"You... you want to use me to threaten Young Master Liuyu? It's useless! He has already left this place! He is never coming back! Stop daydreaming!" Azi cursed furiously.

Once they learned how to transform their magical power, they would be able to cultivate using blue vital stones. If they were to rely purely on the elemental Qi of heaven and earth, it would likely take them twenty years just to complete the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment realm.

These words genuinely frightened Shadrach. Abandoning his usual overbearing attitude, he immediately issued an order for Castro to take full charge of the matter.

"Where else if not back to the Jiaofang Palace? Or did you perhaps wish to remain living in the Changle Palace?" Liu Bingyi abruptly halted his steps and turned his head, nearly causing Huo Chengjun, who was following closely behind him, to crash right into him.