Chapter 149

Thinking of this, Lü Xiangyang asked tentatively: “Director Fang, you work at the bank, but didn’t you study engineering in college, not economics or finance?”

“Oh, no,” Fang Qingye smiled. “I graduated from Shencai University, majoring in finance.”

“You studied finance? I thought you studied engineering.” Lü Xiangyang was surprised.

“Director Lü, I saw your resume—you studied finance too, and you worked at the People’s Bank, right?” Fang Qingye asked in return.

“Haha, yes.”

Flying up one hundred and fifty zhang, he finally saw the tallest building and flew straight toward it—that was the royal palace of Chaoge. Liu Xuan rushed into the palace, but before he could enter, a shadow slashed straight at him.

The first sage after Pangu opened heaven and earth intended to permanently seal his Nüwa Palace, cutting himself off from the world forever, never again to meddle in right or wrong.

The vanguard warriors of the Auken Legion, just entering half-feral state, immediately clashed with the frenzied Behemoth warriors.

A week before the wedding, eager people formed a wedding preparation committee: elders from the clan lent their names, cadres from several production teams provided labor, and preparations began in full swing.

Cai Nong retracted her battle aura and fell from the air; she had been so caught up in excitement that she leapt over ten meters high, and as soon as she finished shouting, she helplessly dropped down.

Perhaps this battle between Behemoths and humans wasn’t the only one planning to intervene—others might be seeking advantage, so leaking information to the Behemoths wasn’t impossible. Many were suspects, but Wu Di couldn’t eliminate them one by one right away, and besides, Ai Li Ke and the other were still waiting for him to question them.

“Really?” Jiao La’s voice trembled again. If Zeng Huan’s words were true, what did that mean? It meant power! It meant he would gain endless strength!

At the Standing Committee meeting, Mayor Luo Chengzhong and Deputy Mayor Huang Tiexin held slightly different opinions.

Director of Industry and Commerce Xie Zhongxin kept his head bowed, smoking silently, pondering the words County Magistrate Zhao Zhengce had told him over the phone.

Because Xinying Princess’s power obstructed You Yitian’s vision, the mist blocked his view—he didn’t know whether his water magic had extinguished the flames on Xinying Princess’s body.

Throughout the “Interstellar Trade Alliance,” no product could rival the “Giant Ant Flesh and Blood Gene Enhancer”; its rarity was unimaginable.

Everyone froze, especially the slick-haired man—he hadn’t expected him to appear; his size had left a deep shadow in him just now.

Xiao Long’s eyes grew moist; everything from that time felt as if it were right before him—a dark night, eight boys drunk, swearing oaths in their hearts. He never imagined that after so many years, someone still remembered that oath, and they themselves had truly carved out their own place in the world.

In one glance, the bald man was strangled by Guan Heping, his face flushed red; he ordered his men not to act rashly.

Gently pulling Bai Youru into his arms, Nan Gong Yi’s thin lips softly pressed against her soft lips.

In short, when Gao Jun woke up the next day, he was still energetic, guarding his computer, a satisfied smile on his lips.

“Your father doesn’t believe it. Tell me which bastard doctor said that—I’ll kill him and see if he dares to speak nonsense again!” Ouyang Bao’s eyes blazed, fists clenched.

“You killed him?” Kong Han’s red hair flew wildly, his aura thick with slaughter—he had undoubtedly taken many lives.

“Don’t think it impossible—in past exchange meetings, even prodigies with Sage-level cultivation broke into the top one hundred thousand of the Immortal Division!” Yu Sheng finished, gazing at Lan Tian with hopeful eyes, his expectation plain to see.