Chapter 337: Double Yolk (Requesting Monthly Votes)

What is it like to be invited to a billionaire gathering?

Receiving an invitation to the Babie dinner, Qi Hao felt deeply surprised.

“Ba” refers to “The Oracle of Omaha,” Warren Buffett, whose father Howard Buffett was a stockbroker who ran his own brokerage firm and also served as a congressman.

“Bi” is Bill Gates, the world’s richest man, full name William Henry Gates III.

His father, William Henry Gates II

Zhao Yan nodded; Li Haoshuai was right—this was indeed a major problem facing the Yan City military now. After Zi Qianjun left, talent in this area vanished. Alaros was a newcomer with no combat experience; Kuang Long was fine in single combat, but leading troops was foreign to him.

Jiang Wan also knew her own thoughts were naive! A dog can’t change its habit of eating shit! Here it was—arrogant Yang Yi had already begun his speech to stir up the crowd.

This man was undoubtedly a Spirit Emperor expert, and not an ordinary one—he merely possessed a secret technique to conceal his aura, suppressing his cultivation to the peak of Spirit King.

As the Qiankun Club emerged, the massive club in his hand instantly grew ten times heavier, crashing down with an invincible aura onto San Bao, who made no attempt to dodge.

Li Xiong held his bow in one hand and raised the other in a shout: “Brave knights, strike now—charge forward!” Li Xiong led the charge, spear thrust forward. Many cavalrymen followed him, while the shield bearers had just retracted their spears, raising their shields to block arrows falling from above.

The thirty members of Team X, seeing Simon attempting to stand against them alone, had no extra thoughts and no trace of mockery—their mission was simple and clear: eliminate, cleanse. Whether one or ten, as long as it was the target, it didn’t matter.

After entering the city, Wu Jiu would surely not appear again. If he hid somewhere to meditate in seclusion, finding him among millions would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

“On the third floor of XX Hospital.” Keke hung up without asking if I wanted to go see.

Behind the undead legion, red light flickered faintly, and muffled dragon roars could be heard—though it was unknown how many Frost Drakes they had deployed, or whether they possessed even stronger summoned creatures beyond them.

As early winter approached, days grew short and nights long; streetlights along both sides of the road lit up early, illuminating crowds of pedestrians coming and going.

She had visited the Yu Prince’s mansion more than once and was well acquainted with both the Yu Prince and Tang Lan, so she spoke without formality.

In other words, this old devil had now resorted to a desperate gamble, even seeking a full-scale counterattack.

Today was Teachers’ Day; as soon as she entered the classroom, Yuan Youwei noticed something different about the room compared to usual.

I ignored him, walked over, and pressed the elevator button. He had wanted to come down with me, saying he’d drive me back to school, but I refused—I said I’d take a taxi.

Though neither side had realized it yet, there’s plenty of time ahead—who knows what this “friendship” might ferment into?

Now the limitation is that the Lin Sword cannot be issued one per person, and the Golden Core Pills are too few, along with other spirit herbs.

She muttered a few more words: “You won’t let me look, but I insist on looking—and then I get upset and start overthinking. I’m really sick.”

Although many didn’t need him to personally receive them, quite a few influential partners had arrived—and they didn’t come all at once.

She was also quite excited, telling me to wait, then gave me a phone number, saying no matter whether I ultimately decided to go to school or not, I had to call her and let her know. Then she went upstairs.

Liu Quezi was instantly stunned, his face pale, struggling violently, refusing to drink the herbal medicine.

Tana placed several full buckets of recycled water in the center of the hall, tied her hair with a headscarf, wrapped a dust-proof apron around her, pulled on a cotton mask, and began cleaning the interior—it had been a full week since the room had been thoroughly cleaned.