Chapter 92: The Earthquake in the Esports Circle Brought by a Million in Sponsorship

Jiang Ming never hesitated to promote or raise salaries, nor did he ever compare current achievements to past ones, clinging to the self-centered belief that his success was entirely his own and that others merely did minor tasks—he believed anyone who thought themselves the sole MVP and everyone else a lazy beneficiary would never go far.

Over several months, from selecting the team’s base location, renovation, uniform design coordination, to even modifying the team vehicle through connections, it was almost entirely the senior sister handling everything, allowing NXG to

Though uneasy inside, Wang Siming knew he really had to stay away for a while; but that was fine—after all, he was a capital official, and local officials would surely treat him well, far better than staying in Beijing, where powerful figures were everywhere.

Since they were here, it meant the imperial commissioner sent to suppress bandits was among them, so it was certain this was not merely a simple escort mission for disaster relief silver.

Seeing the Divine General and the War Generals depart, Nie Feng finally exhaled in relief, staggered midair, nearly falling—he had expended so much energy in battle that he nearly fell asleep on the spot.

In the eastern reaches of the mysterious Divine Continent lies a world entirely frozen in ice, where the strongest bloodline inheritance of the Demon Heroes remains; now, the new generation of Demon Heroes shall continue their ancestors’ spirit and inherit this power capable of altering heaven and earth’s fate!

Liu Qingyun, who had been trying to choke Hao Er, quickly dropped to the ground as countless bullets whizzed over their heads, cutting down the still-green wild grass, while branches behind them flew up, were shattered, rose again, then fell and were shattered again.

“Silent Brother, it seems Phoenix City is bound for chaos. To secure our future development, we should discuss matters with the other two groups,” Wu Xin said to everyone, who all nodded solemnly.

The city offered preferential treatment to outside investors; following the investment promotion office’s procedures would benefit both Pan Dongdong and the future operator, Chengyu Chemical. Seeing his resolve, Pan Dongdong no longer insisted and arranged to meet tomorrow.

“You? Who are you? If you want to ask me questions, you’d better prove you have the right credentials,” said Mie Cangsheng, a cold sneer on his lips.

Lu Lin wondered how Liu Qing knew Li Hanmei and Zhou Xiaona—seemed they were on good terms—and Liu Qing didn’t scold him as he usually did, instead gazing at him with occasional strange glints in his eyes.

After witnessing the battles of Jiang Shang and the fishing elder, Nie Feng understood how vital a suitable divine weapon or artifact was for a true Heaven Grade cultivator; thus, without hesitation, he claimed the Shi Shi Gate before him as his own.

Qi Yu walked in calmly, took a few steps, and stood before Old Zhou, looking down at him.

Huiyi’s understanding of You Jian was no less than anyone else’s—he knew You Jian always acted with deliberation; if he truly had close ties with the Duel Kings, he would never be acting so recklessly now.

As the thick smoke cleared, Liang Fei stood up, scanning around and realizing he stood in a massive crater—the explosion had blasted out a huge hole! Lu Shuangyang was gone, having vanished somewhere during the smoke.

The old man snorted coldly, his expression stern and commanding; a palm wind surged from his wide sleeve, aimed squarely at the Blood Rose.

With two sounds like shattering glass, You Jian’s card turned to fragments—he was unquestionably cleared from the field.

The six-legged salamander’s eyes froze, its body curling to shield the silver-scaled fish, making its intent clear—it was protecting them.

In fact, Xu Shiyun was terribly unlucky—he had taken the blame entirely for Lei Yu and the others.