Chapter 224: 218 Luring a Cat

Investors not supporting a showdown with Penguin is no surprise.

Yu Xing had already prepared for this.

They saw no hope and could not imagine WeChat winning against Penguin's onslaught—indeed, even he found it hard to imagine… the resources available and the time prepared were simply too scarce.

If only we had started years earlier, perhaps there might have been a chance.

But what if?

Yu Xing prepared for both outcomes: ready to strike, and if it succeeded, he would laugh from then on.

Tian Jie said: "I'll handle this matter. Master Li, follow me." With that, he led Li Haoran and the others straight to the back hall, assigning each of them their resting quarters.

Days later, scouts reported that Lone Wolf Bandits were stirring, with frequent troop movements. The war machine of Star Night City began to turn, and Xiao Tianci's forces revealed their fangs to the world for the first time.

After lunch at Zhang Jingting's home, Xiao Tianci and his two companions strolled toward the military camp. Today was Star Night City's market day, and the streets were far busier than usual—mostly villagers from nearby countryside, bustling with shouts and hawking, a lively chaos.

They let out an unwilling "howl," then turned their gaze to the six zombie guards, who barked in unison at Old Huang, as if claiming ownership of the six zombie guards.

Moreover, the location where they appeared—the streetlamp in the middle of the old district—was a suspicious spot.

"Bold bandit, don't grow arrogant—let you taste the might of this general!" The man raised his spear, shouting as he lunged toward Zhang Liao.

Lu Li dryly licked his lips, opened the car door, and Ou Chenli slammed it shut, driving off at breakneck speed.

"Indeed. If we cannot give a definite reply before 11: 0, this new agreement is off… the telegram explicitly states: reply must be received by 11: 0!" Soviet People's Commissar for Foreign Affairs Chicherin wiped sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief as he answered Ulyanov's question.

After Prince Yi hurried away, Zhuge Jin also slipped out quietly, winding left and right until he reached Rongguo Public Mansion on the western side of the royal palace.

The imperial decree appointed Murong Shun as Grand Protector of Qinghai, overseeing all Qinghai affairs, and appointed Duan Zhixuan, Grand General of the Left Martial Guard and Commander of the Hexuan Expeditionary Force, as Deputy Grand Protector and concurrently Governor of Xining Prefecture.

The room was sparsely furnished: only one table and two chairs. Yan Ming sat in one chair; across the table sat an unknown young man.

This question had tormented him for a long time; now he could no longer hold back, for the incident occurred on the very night Kaka and Long Shute first slept together.

Compared to dogs, cats are less clingy—they won't nag you to take them out for walks, won't wreck the house when you're away, and won't suddenly fly into a rage and attack others.

"I should be able to help your aunt's legs," Su Yang opened his eyes and said. This was no joke; based on his assessment, Aunt Yun's legs had been injured, infected, and left untreated, causing pooled blood to accumulate and directly block some acupoints.

Qi Yang slowly opened his eyes, gazing at the darkening sky, and exhaled. He had lived again.

Yes, in the second leg, the Chinese team did suffer an unprecedentedly terrible refereeing injustice—but… didn't you lose 0-1 at home in the first leg? Should you blame the referee for that too?

As head coach of this team, this is naturally a proud achievement, but to be honest, my mental pressure has not been light, especially over these two seasons.

When Albiol blocked Long Shute's solo charge across half the pitch, everyone assumed Long Shute was in danger—but the opponent's unexpected slip left him face-to-face with the goalkeeper.