Chapter 298: 053 Hearing the News and Acting

Yu Xing showed strong interest in new energy vehicles.

Unlike when he first graduated from campus and had to visit investors for his first project, despite the wide field shift, after a series of projects like Guai Ai Network, Baixiaosheng, Bijia Network, and WeChat, investors now actively seek to fund his interests.

Yet, compared to capital, industry resources may be more crucial at this stage.

Yu Xing did not speak with Xu Xin; at noon

While everyone watched the two fighters on the field with mixed emotions, they suddenly noticed a faint smile appearing on Qin Yang’s face, as if he had just grasped something profound.

“Lu Brother, truly generous! Come, eat!” Yin Muque praised, impressed that Luo Sihan had downed a whole jar of snake-blood wine without flinching, just like himself; he then picked up chopsticks and shoved a large piece of meat into his mouth—the meat looked crispy and tender, its flavor exquisite.

“Not you? I haven’t stretched my limbs in ages. How about this? If your offer satisfies me, I’ll grant you a trial to become my companion—a sacred Dragon Knight. What do you say?” The silver dragon said, half-closing his eyes as he hovered in the sky, addressing Lin Xia.

Indeed, when this energy surged into his mind, it instantly sharpened his fading willpower—even restoring a trace of his inner strength—completely unlike the feeling he had when he first saw the black stone.

Am I still alive? Where am I? His head throbbed dully; Luo Sihan struggled to open his eyes, filled with confusion.

“I’m really not used to places like this,” Huang Xiang fumbled awkwardly with his cup and spoon, adjusting his coffee, his face radiating the look of a complete novice.

“What’s so great? Now we’re screwed—who did this? Bastard.” Hu Yunlong cursed loudly, his voice brimming with rage.

Meng Ke and the King remained locked in stalemate, maintaining a distance of roughly seven hundred li; he made no futile attacks, for any strike he launched would be intercepted by the opponent’s immortal artifact.

“How should I know? I only know I followed the sea chart and sailed—then this island just appeared ahead!” the first mate protested innocently.

“Sacred treasure! A sacred treasure capable of opening the Eight Extremes Gate!” The eight Spirit Arhats said, their voices tinged with surprise.

Qiu Qian was stunned; the Yin-Yang Realm materialized, diverting the air current from Xiao Wushuang’s punch into the Yin Realm, while he rapidly retreated, shouting loudly.

Huang Benfa froze upon hearing this, utterly shocked—he never imagined he’d already been watched by his superiors. Yet denial and concealment were standard tactics among fallen officials.

Xuanxuan’s face was streaked with tearful humiliation; she had willingly offered herself, only to be rejected—she felt profound shame, utterly humiliated.

When Yu Linglong noticed that Yan Zhong and the others were observing her direction, she instinctively looked down at the clothes covering her, realizing her knees were still exposed; she quickly shifted her body to ensure every part was fully concealed.

“Fine, fine, fine—you Jiangnan Martial School! If that’s how it is, don’t blame our students for being ruthless later.” Jiang Yanyu fumed.

Not because of anything else, but now that Leng Xiao Han was here, Bei Tang Ruo no longer had to face Lin Aoshuang’s oppressive aura alone.

Then, the next day, slowly dig it out—if you can extract it whole, this thing has the power to restore life.

At the staircase landing, Yang Yan deliberately blocked the angle, catching sight of two enemies lying in the corner, and one alive one pointing his gun toward the staircase.

Binbin used to work in logistics, driving a truck for Logistics Bang, handling long-haul transport. Tall, one meter seventy-five, his skin darkened by sun exposure.