Volume 1, Chapter 32: I, Fang Yang, Will Never Betray My Brothers

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Wang Shihan brewed another cup of coffee. Staying up late to watch the match was exhausting, and she was already feeling drowsy, even with the coffee struggling to keep her awake. But for Zhang Shujie’s sake, she had to force herself to hold on.

Thinking of Bi Qianmo being bested by Lin Bixi, Xin Ye’s mood improved once again.

"Jiajia, be good, come out now." Seeing Sun Ming agitated, Qi Feng softened his tone, concluding with a smile toward her.

In this world, the only person capable of making the usually composed and indifferent President Bi show such visible joy was likely that Manager Lin at the branch office.

Following the direction of Wei Qingcheng’s finger, Qi Feng looked toward the five or six dogs crouching under the sofa. Seeing Qi Feng approach, they did not react, remaining fixated on the brick resting on the sofa with angry glares.

"The only thing I can do now is rescue Lin Bixi before Mr. Fei arrives in the Imperial Capital." This was perhaps his only path of retreat.

It is worth noting that Sakura voluntarily gave up her position to let Huochai Gan join the mission, while she and Liu Wei were sent on other tasks by Zhang Yifan.

"Why haven't I seen you before?" The security guard had completely shed his previous cold demeanor, turning to scrutinize Qi Feng, attempting to detect any lies in his words.

Qi Feng pulled his hand away, avoiding the bag with a touch of resentment, and offered a perfunctory, dry laugh. After exchanging a glance with Su Ping, he handed over the bag.

Even if she did not want to admit it, she had to acknowledge that in her heart, she longed to see Bi Qianmo.

"Haha, congratulations, Brother Lin is truly an extraordinary man!" Xia Ye suddenly reversed his attitude, saying with a face full of smiles.

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The pockmarked youth remained indifferent to the punch, but Qi Ming noticed a transparent long needle slide from the youth's cuff, gripped between his fingers at that very moment.

White-Browed subconsciously raised his hand to intervene, but suddenly, as if realizing something, he lowered his half-raised arm.

"What, are you afraid? I don't have all day to waste on you!" Zhou Yuan turned, patted Shen Jun’s shoulder, and added, "Master Wu wants me to arrange your dormitory. Eat first, and I will come find you later." With that, he strode away.

Upon entering the villa, one was immediately drawn in by the exquisite decor. It seemed the owner had excellent taste; the interior was meticulously designed, using quite valuable materials.

Behind him, a cultivator kicked toward Yang Chen. Yang Chen ducked his head, simultaneously executing a "Divine Dragon Tail-Whip" kick in response.

Though others did not know Yang Chen's identity, Cheng Kun’s demeanor made it clear to them that Yang Chen was no simple figure.

The hawk-eyed elder noticed this, a glint of imperceptible shrewdness flashing in his eyes. After a brief discussion, the two headed upstairs.

"Of course I am willing." Yan Ziping agreed almost without hesitation. It wasn't because he believed Shen Jun could take him to the Celestial Realm, but because Liu Qing was Shen Jun’s mother and had been a benefactor to him. He never expected to encounter the child of his benefactor in the secular world, a place where he felt so out of place.

"Don't worry about me, just eat." Zhang Chunhua wiped her hands on a burlap cloth and said while serving the meal.

"Speak properly!" Barrett scolded, though there wasn't the slightest hint of blame on his face.

Beyond Jiusi City, Jiujiang City—originally built for iron smelting—was the largest city second only to the Jiusi tribe. Because the iron smelting facilities and various weapon workshops were located in Jiujiang City, Jiang Yao had already assumed the role of City Lord and would not easily leave. This time, it was only after hearing the edict from Zhaoge that he came to Jiusi City to discuss countermeasures.

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The "Entertainer" must have considered the possibility of the commander cracking and utilizing the application, so they had deeply encrypted the merit-summoning module and its backend. It would take a supercomputer over a hundred years to break the encryption, but Earth clearly could not afford to wait that long.

"Give me the coffee! I’ll go up and check. Drinking coffee in the middle of the night—is Zu staying up late again?" Xu Weichen went upstairs. Guan Zu’s door was left ajar, and faint sounds of talking could be heard.

Feng Lili, who had been sleeping with the other party for over ten days for free and had not refused any of his perverted demands, was suddenly furious.

"Where is this?" Zou Li looked astonished. After a long while, he dared to extend his divine sense: one foot, one yard, five yards—there was no end in sight.

In recent days, the people at the Jiang Corporation had been living like a year in a day. The online reputation of the Jiang Corporation was abysmal. Furthermore, major hospitals were becoming wary of anyone from the Jiang Corporation; after all, if they were capable of such deeds, they felt truly terrifying.

While the Fourth Elder was stunned, Zou Li stepped forward, reached into the green-clad elder’s chest, pulled out a brocade bag, and tucked it into his ring, as if he had done such things many times before.

At first, he worried every day that Kosen’s clones would defect at any moment, fearing that the Eastern Star Sector would crumble without a fight if that happened.

These words were a mix of truth and lies, leaving Ying'er and Yu'er half-believing. Could those three guys really be that wealthy? Regardless, it was a good thing the big brother could buy a house, so they didn't probe further.