Chapter 25: The Patronage of a Wealthy Merchant

When Wen Rong turned around, she showed no intention of moving; instead, she observed Wen Rong with increasing scrutiny.

Brother Cui’s entire body went weak. Instinctively, he retreated two steps, so terrified that his pistol slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

Yujiang City’s overall strength was quite feeble. If Yongbei Mining Group weren’t concerned about the Black Snake Gang from the south stealing their stronghold, and had to contend with the evolution of the Night Demon, they would have long since seized Yujiang.

Even a cultivator at the peak of Divine Transformation would have no hope of survival under the torment of the Ten Thousand Flames in this Infernal Prison.

Though Jiang Xu hadn’t figured out what was happening, being ordered around repeatedly had ignited his temper; even a clay idol has a bit of earthiness.

In a good mood, she picked up her phone—then her brows involuntarily knitted together.

Liliya even took the initiative to intimidate him by releasing her spiritual pressure, as if she were running headlong into a steel wall.

Moreover, it was the pool’s opening day, and they were the very first class to use it. By any measure, it should have been a delightful occasion.

Chi Ming Supreme apologized for today’s rudeness. Unable to refuse such sincere hospitality, Li Yang went along and followed Chi Ming to Fude House, a restaurant slightly less upscale than Wangfujing Tavern.

Qian Jian had already set his sights on Yujiang. Once matters in southern Sichuan were settled, he would seize Yujiang without delay.

At that moment, Blackstone had a flash of inspiration—it was a good plan. Li Yifei calculated the amount, set it aside, and prepared everything.

I never expected to meet her here today. The moment I ran into her, my thoughts resurfaced. Those marketing accounts that thrive on insider gossip in the entertainment circle wield remarkable influence; a single post can turn a villain into a fan favorite.

Everyone on the ground was stunned by the terrifying power unleashed by Chu Yun. Especially the group led by the thin, frail youth—they were nearly scared to death.

Several people still showed signs of wanting to flee, but Li Cheng and Qing Ying didn’t let them go easily. If you could come and go as you pleased, then Li Cheng wouldn’t be Li Cheng.

These people were worlds apart from those in Alpha. Though they could be considered decent foreign mercenaries, before the Red Shield Special Operations, they were utterly powerless.

Just after sending Sa Lei and his companion off, Liao Xuebing descended to the lobby reception desk to chat with Li Wanqing for a while. Old Wu emerged from the restaurant with Li Xuan, and they happened to run into him.

“Heh, of course there’s some fondness, but he’s far too outstanding. I have no confidence in pursuing him, so it’s best to give up early!” Wu Dandan laughed softly.

After hanging up, I felt lost and empty, like a husband out for pleasure who gets a call from his wife and has to use all his wits to cover his tracks.

I couldn’t help but stare. Guo’er usually wore cute, oversized clothes that hid her figure, and her face had a touch of baby fat, so no one realized just how shapely she was.

At the instant when the wheel of fate reversed and the celestial soul descended, Qin Shuang’s memories awakened, recalling all the moments once shared with Qin Hao.

“Susu, did they have any disputes before?” Jing Yuchen asked as he studied the footage, a thought gradually taking shape in his mind.

Zheng Wushuang stopped him: “Hey, Second Brother, don’t go yet. There are a few key points—just as President Yu is here, let’s report together. First, the November bonus: according to regulations, forging should receive twenty thousand yuan. Director Yao, President Yu, what are your thoughts?”

A mysterious force had appeared, holding a grudge against the Flame Sect. Only the Burial Heaven Organization fit both criteria.

There will be another update on Saturday. As for those wondering why Lord Hua hasn’t written, with the current crackdown being so intense… I’d best not test the boundaries of danger.

Upon receiving the news that Magistrate Tian had requested sick leave to convalesce at home, Letian merely smiled with a hint of satisfaction, feeling he had done a good deed for his hometown.

In the bustling city of Tianfu, crowds filled the streets, and at midday, numerous inns and restaurants were thriving, packed to capacity.

In an instant, all eyes followed Qiu Dongmei’s gaze, drawn to Ye Feng.

“Liu Shuai, our army has provisions for only six more days. After that, we’ll have to retreat!” Zong Shilian shook his head repeatedly at Liu Fa’s remarks.

“We’re racing cars, not working. What’s with all the pointless talk? Just say it—are we racing or not? If not, I’ll take it as your surrender.” Murong Xianglong was growing impatient, having listened to their endless chatter.

With a gentle command from Lingyin, a pillar of light descended from the sky, striking the man in the black robe, and the mighty power of light left a luminous imprint on the ground.

As the lion clan envoy imagined the scene of the cat clan begging for mercy, the procession suddenly halted. Seeing this, the envoy frowned and spoke.

Zhang Tian nodded, and Liu Ming immediately soared into the sky, observing from a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

“Cut it open for me! I want to see what’s inside!” Zhou Guangjie laughed confidently.

Over time, he forgot about the matter, never expecting that the other party would suddenly message him today.

Taomin had learned Old Wu’s fierce bravado, but had one weakness—she became dizzy at the sight of blood.

The two sat together on the plane, chatting all the way. Jiang Yi, from Wang Heyi, learned some secrets and gained a deeper understanding of the cultivators in Earth’s world.