Chapter 97: Representatives of the Three Corporations

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At this moment, Egger finally understood why he didn’t know how to say “printing” in the Westerosi language—it turned out that printing technology simply did not exist in this world yet.

“What? Senior Brother, you can sense my aura?” Hearing Fan Xian say he had concealed himself in the air for some time, Fan Xuan was astonished. Without reaching the pinnacle of concealment, it was impossible to be detected.

Seeing I was about to withdraw, Zhou Pengfei immediately led his men in pursuit. After so long, he finally understood that I had not ambushed anyone nearby; if I had, I wouldn’t have retreated so easily.

Suddenly, Long Feng’s face broke into a knowing smile, this time revealing his pearly white teeth, which made Zhou Rui feel quite frustrated. Could it be that he was even inferior to an animal?

“Hahaha~ Interesting, truly interesting!” The voice belonged to Wei Ting, and as he spoke, the generals beside Qin Yu who had been ready to strike all withdrew their weapons.

Ye Lin had no time to ponder the matter. Facing the sudden palm strike, he was naturally unafraid, but had no intention of meeting force with force.

These comrades had been with me since sophomore year. Although still students, having endured many battles, they had grown gradually. Even if facing death, they would not flinch.

The three of them slowly moved toward the cave exit. Situ Jianan saw them off; once outside, they took to the air, flying toward the Underworld Hall. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward; Lin Xue and Xiao Yajie appeared uneasy, and no one spoke.

Before the young lady could speak, Senior Brother said, “It’s about to rain; let’s talk in the carriage.” Although he did not look at the girl, he beckoned her, “Jin Can, you come to the carriage first as well.”

Hong Heyu led the group into his office, quickly inviting Gu Fancheng and Chu Haoran to sit. As for Tian Yueting and Fang Ya, who followed behind, Hong Heyu no longer had time to attend to them.

Unwilling to give up, Li Guozhen went to several nobles’ mansions to feel out the situation. It turned out they had long paid up. From the way Wang Dehua and others who came to collect debts spoke, a message was clear: their backers were powerful, and repaying debts was natural. Mainly, these few owed very little.

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Ye Lanzhi’s frantic voice rang out. Suddenly, Chu Tiance felt excruciating pain as an intense, blazing flame surged through his entire body.

As the iron gate opened, Wang Lang led the way in. After exchanging hesitant glances, the others followed.

“My strategist, what intelligence have you gathered on the ‘Swift Wind Squadron’ these days? Please explain in detail,” Chang Jianfeng said earnestly to Chen Fei.

Earlier, when arriving at the Business Harbor Plaza via the floating transport platform, Chang Jianfeng noticed a team in the Star Empire Alliance area wearing uniforms embroidered with “Swift Flying Eagle Squadron” on their backs. The leader’s silhouette was very familiar; Chang Jianfeng’s aim was to greet this leader.

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. So he gave up the nighttime city defense duty and came to the live broadcast room early, hoping to witness Zhang Fu’s elimination firsthand. As long as Zhang Fu was out, he would be truly delighted. It wasn’t schadenfreude—he just sought some psychological consolation.

The opposing group was momentarily stunned, then reined in their horses, shaking their heads. Seeing that everyone bore injuries, they quickly asked, “Brother, did you encounter government scouts?”

Wang Lang was unaware that on the other side of the world, a revolutionary upheaval was underway. He had been discharged from the hospital for four or five days but remained busy with financial investments daily.

Since they weren’t allies, keeping them would be a lingering threat. Thus, Ye Mo intended to deal with the two as soon as possible.

“What do you come to the Western Journey World for? Of course, for the treasure. Your Western Heavenly Court and Buddhism have prepared for so long, all for this matter, haven’t you?” The Eastern Jade Emperor smiled.

Yang Yunfang tried to use the black cloud for concealment to attack Tian Ming secretly, but Tian Ming was one step ahead, dispersing the surrounding black clouds and repelling the attack.

Yue Shan moved like a gust of black wind, wielding three combined mandarin duck blades. After throwing one, stepping over a branch, he used a strange technique to hurl two more combined mandarin duck blades, then split the last blade in his hands into two, striking fiercely toward Mu Lingtian.

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Faint voices came from nearby. Turning around, Li Chu saw some cultivators investigating. Even his thick skin felt embarrassed; he realized this time he had probably gotten into serious trouble.

“My strength? I don’t know, but passing the Gold-level Heavenly Demon Guard test shouldn’t be a problem!” Zhu Qi said calmly.

But thinking of Meng Po, who had spent over a thousand years at the Naihe Bridge, having seen countless demons and monsters, what could scare her? White bones? Hardly.

With a beat of her wings, the figure soared upon the halberd, deftly avoiding its deadly strike. Yet the momentum of the halberd pierced deeply through several four-winged prison angels behind the eight-winged prison angel, shredding them to gore and blood—three four-winged prison angels slain—only then did the force slacken.

Watching Du You’s retreating figure, Min Xianyi playfully stuck out her tongue. “You win? Arrogant ghost, I won’t let you off that easily!” She turned to prepare her song.

Tian Ming immediately opened the storage pouch gifted by Master Changchun, delighted to see its contents. Receiving such a miraculous item filled him with joy.

The Marquis Xuanping toyed with her helmet’s visor like a child, while she scowled, refusing to say a word.

“Uh, sorry, my friend drank too much. Drank too much,” the nouveau riche’s friend, who seemed acquainted with Ouyang, hurriedly dragged the nouveau riche away.

Shen Qingqing now understood that there was no need to confront these scoundrels head-on. Just invoking government authority to suppress them would frighten them immensely.