Chapter 312: Morning

Several people sat at the dining table; Ding Simei glanced around and asked curiously, "Where are the children?"

"They all went home," Ruan Hongzhuang said.

At that moment, Shen Siyuan was slicing a steak and placing it on Tang Tang's plate.

She stared at the steak with wide eyes, not daring to blink, as if afraid that if she blinked, the steak would vanish from her plate.

But because the table was too high and she was too short, even seated on the chair, only half of her showed above it.

The energy blast struck Diana's shield and immediately dispersed like mist.

None of the senior leaders could fathom Hao Yun's mindset—no one knew what he was thinking—so the high-level meeting assigned the task of contacting Hao Yun to Xia Hou Chui. After his promotion, Xia Hou Chui had become a major figure among the military's younger faction, both in rank and in his personal relationship with Hao Yun, making him the ideal choice.

As soon as Han Shaoxun spoke, Lin Dao spat out the water he'd just swallowed—he realized this guy had seen him serving steak to Ye Yaotiao and was deliberately mocking him.

"Fine, fine, Boss Zhang, you're always right. By the way, where are you taking your mother-in-law for dinner tonight? Eating the staff meal for ten yuan a plate?" Zhao Ya fell into her usual habit of bickering with Zhang Ruofeng.

Of course, he slipped out quietly from the back, because after being surrounded last time, his eyes had taken two days to recover from the flash.

"The ship's cannon is a pure energy weapon, requiring energy blocks to operate, and those blocks can only be purchased from my solar processing plant," Hao Yun said seriously.

Xing Jie nodded. Temujin's imperial tomb wasn't his own—he didn't even know how he'd learned of its location. For reasons he couldn't explain, he'd chosen to bury his own tomb there.

At this moment, Zhou Young Master also emerged and, seeing the two excited individuals, curiously took the newspaper from them.

Suddenly, Lin Luo felt that the elegant morning light had turned brazen, shattering the image he'd held of it.

Meanwhile, Yang Guangdong was puzzled—his first opponent hadn't shown up, leaving him disappointed. He'd heard the man was one of this year's dark horses; if he defeated him, his reputation would soar instantly, and he might even catch the eye of a major sect.

Zhao Hao sighed, and just as he was about to continue reviewing other intern records, he received an email.

Qin Xianglian paused briefly, then shook her head. In her memory, she had never offended anyone from Guohui Real Estate.

Six thousand five hundred yuan bought a complete setup with a built-in grinder, mixer, and material feeder. The price wasn't high, but the location was far and inconvenient.

But upon arriving at Hengdian, the crew informed Cao Yue of something they hadn't anticipated.

His neck had no warmth at all, and there were marks on his skin, as if dragged. More importantly, the shanxiao's eyes remained open, not rolled back.

Meanwhile, the fruit saplings needed to be planted, so personnel below were ordered to begin clearing the hills and forests. For planting, local villagers would suffice—these matters were naturally entrusted to Zhenzhu. Also, Yang Lin had returned to report on the leased farmland.

After walking a short distance, they found the bodies. They were barely recognizable as bodies—completely charred, leaving only faint outlines.

Light, like the sun, always maintains balance with darkness. Many places encounter legendary speed gangs, midnight robbers, and swindlers.

Shi Yuxing finally came to his senses—he remembered Shi Yuli had told him the Soul Gathering Coffin exploded today. It was meant for Chen Rui, but Wang Fan said the Soul Gathering Coffin was still in the ancient mansion.