Chapter 302

Because of Lijing Group’s hesitation, Yu Xing adjusted his thoughts on the electric train project.

He had previously thought Wang Chuanfu’s words made sense, but now, compared to the pressure of funds and resources, accelerating cooperation would be more advantageous for ultimate success.

After all, he could still bear the pressure, and the pressure could also be distributed across different companies.

But it was only at this moment that Yu Xing suddenly realized he had been solely focused on investigating and organizing domestic affairs.

As for those who weren’t chosen, it was obvious that those who were chosen were all scrambling to flatter Ye Mingqin and his group.

Su Shu scooped a bowl of porridge, dripped a few drops of soy sauce into it, finished eating, tossed the bowl aside, grabbed a tissue, and ran out again, still holding Gu Junshi’s elegant paper bag—the one filled with cat food.

“Isn’t that Su Su?” As soon as she entered the high school seniors’ field of view, she immediately became the target of all eyes.

Seeing Jiang Meiren hadn’t dressed up or applied any makeup, and with her figure being the fullest in the Eastern Palace, she was no threat at all, so no one said more.

He didn’t care at all about the family that suddenly switched sides, as if their submission to him was merely icing on the cake, and their departure meant nothing.

Bai Zhan and Long Tian’ao witnessed this astonishing scene and found it hard to believe their own eyes.

The air here wasn’t very good—nothing like the invigorating air back home—this was A091’s first impression.

Pei Zhufan didn’t know what this guy wanted to say to her, so she remained silent.

Inside Chengqing Palace, Yang Qian and the others all bowed in salute, even Jiang Luo lowered her head respectfully.

But all that was secondary; right now, Ye Mingqin hadn’t told anyone how expensive her egg yolk cake was at Qingfeng Pavilion, nor had she told them she wouldn’t take the dung for free—she’d pay them extra when settling wages.

I originally thought this was a trivial post the lecherous old man had dumped on me, but it turned out things weren’t as simple as I imagined.

“We’re still in the planning phase; we don’t need to step in yet, so it’s fine.” Hei Lian.

“Didn’t I say? Once I know your attack pattern, no matter how strong you are, I can defeat you! Besides, that power never belonged to you—how could you possibly use it to defeat me?” Li Jie.

“I’m not tired, Brother Li. Is this your first time in Jiangdu City?” Yang Yan tilted her lovely face up, gazing at Li Bin.

A massive thunder dragon surged toward the Heavenly Dao, but the Hungry Ghost Realm intervened mid-flight and absorbed the dragon, while the Asura Realm launched a surprise attack from behind. Jiedou immediately grabbed the edge of the sword-wielder’s robe and leapt away to evade the assault.

It seemed the magic mirror had saved his life at the critical moment. Unfortunately, it had saved him only once—his entire cultivation base was likely utterly ruined. With Lu Fei’s sharp eyesight, he instantly saw the man’s Golden Core had shattered; now, he was weaker than an ordinary person.

As the furnace completely engulfed the Naihe Bridge, Tang Chentian flew into a rage. His reason for detonating the Tianluo Banner was precisely because he possessed the Naihe Bridge, a more formidable demonic weapon. If Lu Fei now seized it, wouldn’t everything be lost?

What delighted Lu Fei was that as he turned to head back, he unexpectedly spotted several familiar faces on the street—all wearing identical yellow monk robes, with the leader being Master Huitong, abbot of Hongfu Temple.

He had been so terrified by the Vietnamese that he dared not resist even when they entered his territory—how could he possibly have killed someone after Jin Taixi left?

As soon as he burst out of the Grand Elder’s residence, a spiritual sense immediately reached him—it was from one of his guards.

“You don’t seem worried that Smaug will die at the hands of the Heavenly God Team?” Lanche asked Ming Yanyi, who sat high above.

Meng Lin was also startled by Zhou Hang’s exclamation; staring at the man’s smile, she recalled the unforgettable night when the scar on her right eye had been slashed.