Chapter 662: What Is Lost Must Be Taken Back

Fang Chongyong did not like Yuan Zai as a person; he felt the man was devious and loved to speculate. But he also had to admit that Yuan Zai was very clever, full of crafty ideas, and quite capable.

Since he was a talent, he still had to be put to use—it was just a matter of how. If he could not be used by him, then he would inevitably be used by the enemy.

Fang Chongyong still had considerable magnanimity and bearing; he was not the type to simply do away with someone just because he could not stand them.

At this very moment, he watched with a calm expression as Yuan Zai brought over Lin Kai,

who had already been brainwashed by that godlike Lianliankan youth, and took the ordinary-looking business card from Jin Zhenye, feeling a bit contemptuous—a proper department director actually using a paper card, how tacky.

Lin Hai slapped his forehead in frustration—this divine power of barrier-breaking, since it was not a combat divine power, Lin Hai had only used it once after learning it, and as time passed, he had nearly forgotten about it.

Then, these pausing creatures that were like walking corpses displayed forms that set them apart from other living beings—those outlines of noble and elegant humanity, standing on two legs—no, some did not. Then they bared their tongues and split open their mouths.

A golden light radiated from the top of his head, and simultaneously a tremendous power surged forth, sending Jingtian, Chonglou, and the others flying. They all fell to the ground, vomiting blood without end.

Under the receptionist's enthusiastic "smile," Li He bought over a hundred blank crystals in one go, swiping the card until it was empty.

To protect the people one wants to protect, one often has to be darker than the enemy to achieve it.

Of course, his wife did not necessarily not know; it was just that because Old Master Liu had never let her down and had always treated her well, she probably just turned a blind eye.

Seeing Li He and the others' practiced and orderly movements, the newcomers left in the living room could not help but murmur softly among themselves.

Pang Tong and Lu Su exchanged a glance and smiled without speaking. Chen Gong, Cheng Xu, and Jia Xu also smiled. The next morning, Pang Tong's army struck camp and departed. Zhang Yang watched from atop the city wall and breathed a sigh of relief. He set out three days later, leading fifty thousand troops toward Liangping City, where Yuan Shao was laying siege.

Likewise using "quantity" to block "quality," facing the tribulation flames' output of more than ten times over, no matter how condensed the psychokinesis on the long blade fragments was, they could not withstand this unreasonable, overwhelming destructive force. And stripped of the psychokinesis' protection, these fragments were almost instantly burned into fundamental particles.

"What about me and him?" Zhiyuan still looked quite angry as she asked, though her tone had softened a bit.

Zhiyuan was thrilled inside. She had never before felt that a man apologizing to her was such a moving thing, but Yan Kunhan's apology was different—his apology mattered greatly to Zhiyuan, an important factor that affected whether her mood was good or bad.

Once Fan Yu returned to his soldiers before him, he mounted his horse. Opposite him, Sheng Zhijing cast a faint glance at the person who had just called him "A-Jing." Deep within his eyes, it was as if a surging undercurrent was churning.

"Answer me." Yan Kunhan's scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Zhiyuan, his gentle and helpless tone suffused with authority.

After the news came back, Zhang Ben's expression was somewhat complicated—the identity and prestige of the Grand Han Commandery Prince could produce this effect.

Suddenly, Ye Zi, struck by a flash of inspiration, snapped her head up to look at the sky that, though not raining, remained thickly overcast with dark clouds—but her reaction was already too late… or rather, even if she had reacted a few seconds earlier, it probably would have been of no avail.

Moreover, aside from the oil companies that would inevitably be sought after just like gold and crude oil, getting information out of him or taking advantage of him was not that easy.

According to his logic, using Taishan Commandery as a base, they would then gradually expand—at the very least, first taking down Yanzhou, Qingzhou, and Xuzhou.

This body that thought itself invulnerable was so fragile—one had assumed that since the White Ape could not bite through it, no one could! After losing his memories, it seemed he would have to slowly get to know his own body again.