Chapter 38

Lin Tian leaned back in the chairman’s executive chair, watching the group’s senior executives file in one after another. His face was calm, yet a faint, gentle smile played upon it.

The setting sun bled across the horizon, casting its glow over the carnage of the battle. Qin Ge, already drenched in blood, looked as if he were clad in crimson armor under the dying light, a Shura risen from the depths of hell.

The antidote had initially suppressed most of the Gu poison, but the toxin was too perverse; within days, it had adapted to the medicine and begun to ravage his body. Had it not been for Su Xuan’s vital energy enveloping him from within, he would have surely perished by now.

After she finished speaking, she noticed Li Ruhai staring at her in surprise. Rolling her eyes, she said, "People from the Mase family are sent to the hospital every other day. I’ve heard this kind of talk at least a hundred times!" As a frequent visitor to the hospital—especially for such trauma—she knew exactly how these things went.

Elder He smiled with satisfaction. This Qin Ge was truly a genius; this was how one should exercise authority, for the dignity of a family head must never be trifled with.

The frustrating reality was that if Bai Zhenyu were truly ruthless enough to join forces with Lingding Mountain to annihilate Kunlun, Kunlun would have no chance of survival. The current balance of power in the cultivation world was far too delicate. Faced with two evils, Shui Yihan had no choice but to adjust his attitude and negotiate with Bai Zhenyu.

"Whether you understand or not, it matters little. The weather is pleasant today; must you insist on witnessing such bloodshed? Why not stay and join an old man like me for a cup of tea?" Elder Sun smiled at Zhang Yunfei with an inscrutable expression.

Therefore, every exhibitor brought their finest work to the show. The pieces not only displayed extraordinary carving skills but were crafted from the most exquisite materials, embodying both aesthetic beauty and profound artistic conception.

Not long after Lin Tian left Li Chun’s office, a new company announcement was circulated to every department. In an instant, everyone was stunned by the contents of the notice.

The sound was distant, yet in the stillness of the deep night, it carried here with perfect clarity.

However, the Crown Prince would never speak these words aloud. He only offered a subtle hint, but given Gu Xinian’s shrewdness, it was impossible for him to miss the implication.

An Ran wasn't surprised by the discrepancy between his initial ideals and his final profession; nothing could be more unpredictable than the ever-changing nature of Sister Lan Qinglan. It was dizzying.

After the battle, everyone felt a sense of dread toward Mu Tianchen. Their gazes toward him were hesitant and fearful, afraid to meet his eyes. Seeing this, Man Qian could only smile helplessly.

***

Gu Xiyu was growing into a beauty of increasing refinement, her dark, deep eyes like black gems set in a face as white as jade. A single glance or a gentle smile from her was enough to capture anyone's soul.

"If you intend to swallow the Mu family, these men of yours may not be enough." Mu Long released Ling'er’s hand and stepped forward. His cold-ice vital energy surged forth, and a pristine, jade-white ice lotus spun within his palm. In an instant, a thick layer of ice coated the living room.

Xie Yuanyi couldn't be bothered to engage with the man, focusing instead on practicing the Ice Spell she had just mastered.

Handsome, dashing, young, and wealthy! Enjoying the spotlight, Liu Yongxiang felt invincible for a moment, possessed by the heroic spirit of one who commands the world.

Therefore, to them, nothing was more attractive than the chance to become a super soldier; by comparison, this meeting seemed entirely trivial.

As for the young lady, her assessment of Jiang Jieyun was much kinder. Though his background was humble, he was a man of character, capability, and ambition. He was destined for great things and was certainly no small fry. Moreover, he was a man of integrity.

Chen Tianhua was at a loss. In the past, any problem could be solved with a credit card. What was wrong? Why wasn't it working today?

She hoped Lu Youran’s married life would be happy and fulfilling, and that she wouldn't end up in an unknown fate like herself.

But if it were Tan Jiarui, it really did seem to match the description Xiao Ye had given.

"I’m laughing because your 'professional' hospital is quite something. The other day, when Fu Jingxing suddenly fainted, I treated him, only for you people to turn around and shove ciguatoxin into his body..." Lu Xuechu shook her head helplessly, her eyes dancing with amusement.

Jian Ye pinched Han Xiangru’s cheeks to force her mouth open, then tossed a brown pill inside.

The sea centipedes swayed unsteadily, as if intoxicated; this was the effect of Conqueror's Haki upon them.

Lu Youyou paused, looking up abruptly. When she saw the shop ahead, a small smile touched the corners of her lips.

***

He had already said he didn't need a cent of the money, yet the other party had insisted on splitting half of his assets with him.

Unexpectedly, upon entering the door, she didn't see Shen Gu, but instead found Grandma Shen sitting on the sofa, muttering incessantly, while Shen Huai sat quietly to the side.

Now that the heavens had given him a chance to start over, Murong Yu was even more determined not to let the events of the past happen again.

Xing Tianze felt helpless, yet a surge of joy filled his heart. Tao Mingxi was a true surprise; being around her felt comfortable, and his mood had lifted significantly.

"I was hit by your car. I figured anyone who would come out to look for me must be a good person, so I thought I'd hitch a ride." Xu Qingmo was about twenty years old, with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes. His expression was firm, and he wore an innocent, harmless smile.

He couldn't be blamed, for he had been severely wounded before. Besides, those who had faced his berserk attacks had been pulverized into mud, impossible to even scrape off the ground.

Following the sound, Xu Qingmo arrived behind a massive stone tablet; the noise was coming from the other side.

But the facts were laid bare: the enmity between the Zhang and Liu families could not be erased, and this grudge had to be avenged. His main concern now was Ning Hanlu’s mental state after she achieved her revenge.

The human girls were all quite decent, each with their own unique features—some long-legged, some busty, with a mix of different complexions.

He had always assumed that given Xuan'er’s feelings for Lian'er, he would return for her coming-of-age ceremony, but his estimation had been wrong. Xuan'er had not returned.