Chapter 161: He Chen: You should be glad I

Sijiucheng.

The Ruan family.

He Chen watched the flustered Scorpion team and found it quite amusing.

When he watched the American TV series *Scorpion* in his past life, his first impression was that it was truly awesome.

So, when Scorpion jumped out of the search bar, and He Chen saw them, having hacked in as a hacker and participated in their "save the world" operation through shadow-form, looking at all this now with the wisdom of Zhuge Liang he had refreshed, he only found it absurd and ridiculous.

Time and again he entered the palace to see the Emperor, time and again he returned in disappointment, until finally, the Emperor simply avoided seeing him. Isn't this pushing himself into a pit of fire?

Trembling, he walked to the chair and sat down, his nerves pulled taut, not daring to relax even a little.

"I don't understand what's so good about that guy Yin that makes you so blind?" Qin Xie said urgently, feeling as if everything he just said had been in vain, while also being very surprised that Qin Zheng would speak words of trust.

For example, Fang Chunliang; if someone were aiming a sniper rifle at him from a remote, hidden spot, even if he couldn't see them, he would have a subtle feeling.

The werewolf had an expression of surprise; this seemed to be the third human today who dared to provoke it like this. Usually, it was the overlord of this forest, and even the tigers and leopards in the woods would stay far away when they encountered it.

Fang Chunliang was not surprised that the Pope's residence was so simple and close to nature. For people whose strength reached the level of the Pope, material needs were almost non-existent; what they pursued more was nature and the Dao, and luxurious living was something they rejected.

Anna still appeared very restrained. She had changed back into that floral dress and plaid shirt, walking forward cautiously, looking at the various restaurants on both sides.

A crowd of entertainment reporters holding cameras waited in the rain, just to snap a few photos of the currently popular First Love Band.

In the VIP seats, the jade wine cup in Xue Mo Yan's hand appeared even more crystal clear and moving under the moonlight.

A cylindrical glass tank lay horizontally in the center of the room, filled with blue liquid that was as agile, transparent, and clean as water. On both sides of the tank were some never-before-seen instruments, and it was clear the craftsmanship was extremely precise, not something an Artifact Refiner could forge.

These three white nine-tailed foxes did not transform into human form, remaining in their original bodies. But their appearance, except for Han Ming, made everyone else stare with wide eyes at the three white foxes. Even the Tathagata was no exception.

"What business is it of yours?!" Lin Wanqing swept a cold glance at her, then walked straight past.

Venerable Mei Yan sneered incessantly and said, "Just by you?" As soon as the words fell, an astonishing momentum erupted from her entire body.

"This, I'm afraid it won't be easy for a while." Liu Sihan hesitated for a moment, shaking her head as she spoke.

However, Yang Xudong was not drinking whiskey now, but France's most famous red wine. He took a deep sip, his lips moving constantly, tasting the mellow, famous wine as if chewing food.

"Causing trouble? Asar! Come out and get to work!" Huai Ren shouted toward the inner room, and Asar appeared right on time. At this moment, he appeared in the form of a burly man; before this, Huai Ren thought he could only turn into a dog.

In the Ye family, Ye Tian truly had little warmth to speak of, only having genuine brotherly affection with He Nian.

Returning to the company, not long after sitting down, a hurried knocking sounded on the office door. Yang Fan frowned, then relaxed and said, "Come in!" He wanted to see who it was.

This force was truly too powerful, and his two feet were deeply embedded in the ground because of it, unable to be pulled out even if he wanted to.

"I don't understand?" Dongfang Yuechu shook his head. His mother had never told him these things, always saying that his greatest enemy was the head of the Wangquan family.

The man with the braided hair stiffened, suddenly gasping for air. The cold muzzle exuded a strong scent of steel, letting him know this was not a toy gun. ===== CHAPTER 162 =====