Chapter 223: 217 Goose Hunting

The meeting between Baixiaosheng and the shareholders had started off well, with everyone chatting about performance, gossiping, discussing financing, and planning to proceed step by step to invest and make money.

But as soon as Yu Xing mentioned the new hatchling project—likely to compete directly with the giant Penguin— the atmosphere in the conference room instantly turned sour.

Zhang Suyang from IDG offered a gentle word of caution, and Yu Xing replied, "Just testing"; Hu Xubo from Qiming Venture chimed in, and Yu Xing said, "I know my limits"; from Jinri Capital...

Previously, I had poured all my strength into physically eliminating Ling Daozi, yet the result was that Ling Daozi had completely taken control of me—so would Ling Daozi hold a grudge? Would he crush me like an ant?

At that moment, seeing Wu Zhonghe dare not raise his head, Ji Zhonghua's expression also changed—things had indeed slipped entirely beyond their expectations.

Before Lao Xi could answer, Jiang Chengjie had already walked out first, seemingly to issue further instructions to the troops lined up—though likely just routine matters of command authority.

Song Ruilong had long known the secret of the poisoned mandarin duck bowl, but since Yuan Dacheng kept lying, he became even more certain Yuan Dacheng was guilty and thus denied poisoning it himself.

Liu Daofei still leaned against the tree trunk; he couldn't see what was happening upstairs, but could spot figures emerging—if both individuals appeared at once, it would inevitably raise suspicion.

On the other side, Wang Haiyan could see that the old man, who had earlier worried the other party had ulterior motives, had now calmed completely—and as the conversation deepened, he didn't mention the troop deployment from before even once.

"Run with the wind, freedom's the direction, chase the power of thunder and lightning." Ah Hua waved the paper in his hand, sang a lyric, then asked.

"Haha, he changed his name to Jiucuo because he was obsessed with array crafting. After creating these arrays, he ascended to the Immortal Realm—they say it was because his mastery of array Dao was so strong, he earned direct ascension." Huoyan sighed enviously.

Good person, heh—in ordinary people's eyes, a good person is someone without principles; Liu Daofei's implication was clearly this.

Murong Yanchao was overjoyed upon hearing this, prepared provisions as his wife advised, and the day before Du Zhongwei's departure, he personally led five thousand troops to escort the grain to West Mountain, thirty li outside Hengzhou City. After securing the grain, he took only a hundred men to Kaifeng, leaving the rest to guard the granary tightly.

Lin Chong stepped out of the room; Zhang San followed him outside. The two found Lu Junyi riding his horse across the wasteland, galloping freely, and Zhang San felt a strong urge to ride alongside him.

With Bian Bi'an's fire support, Bian Yuanhang, who might have barely passed, now accomplished the task effortlessly, like plucking something from a pouch.

During his time working at the sales office, Bian Yuanhang had successfully sold a two-bedroom apartment of eighty-four square meters.

Before Hao Yu could complain further in his mind, whistling sounds filled the air—dozens of high-energy rounds spewing flame flew toward him, followed by another dozen blindingly bright laser beams, and a powerful missile nearly three zhang long hurtled straight at his head.

Lin Guyu hung his head, called out to Mo Yuting, finished speaking, sighed deeply, and like the others, entered meditation to restore his energy.

"Let me go!" Ning Shuangshuang's slender legs kicked wildly, but her body was immobilized—she could only thrash helplessly, like someone hanging by the neck.

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