Chapter 102: A Bountiful Harvest

“So you plan to start hiring staff here, train them, and then transfer them to the International Trade Building?” Jiang Butong had guessed Chen Pan’er’s intention.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I have in mind. How many people do you need? I’ll handle the training for you.” Chen Pan’er nodded.

“Let’s recruit six more. Later, I’ll bring Su Wenyue and…”

As the lights in the room came on, I noticed the criminal’s gaze was strangely complex. But in that instant when life and death hung in the balance, Guo Yu seized the moment of hesitation. He grabbed the wrist holding the knife and plunged it heavily into the spot where the criminal’s heart was.

Just as I was about to reach out and touch the red string, the slovenly Taoist smashed a beer bottle hard against the back of my hand. “Don’t touch everything. Focus on what you’re supposed to do.” His eyes were chilling—I had never seen him look at anyone that way before.

Aunt Zhang watched them packing, knowing as an outsider it wasn’t her place to interfere. Decades of life had taught her many lessons about the ways of the world.

Lelouch punched a path straight into Nero’s face. Considering the healing abilities of heroic spirits, Lelouch didn’t hold back—he doubted a single punch could kill a heroic spirit anyway.

Under the suppression of that blue sphere of light, a pair of emerald wings—unlike any angel’s—unfurled from the base at that moment.

With a thud, Zhu Qingshan, his face ashen, collapsed back into his seat. His towering figure wilted in an instant, his lifeless eyes staring blankly at the still-busy Zhu Qingqing. He had lost. The Alliance of Alchemists had lost as well.

“Whether or not we drain it all, keep buying G-Coins! I want to see how many G-Coins he’s borrowed! Unless it’s a strategy decided long ago by Country R! They must have started acquiring G-Coins ages ago! Otherwise, he won’t be able to hold on much longer!” Chen Qing explained to Lei Jun.

Suddenly, a door appeared in the sky. Five golden beams shot out from the doorway, crashing down onto the ground with a thunderous roar.

“Come with me.” The old man grabbed Nie Wushuang’s arm, pulling him off the star shuttle. As Nie Wushuang left, the shuttle became a flash of cold light and vanished into the mist.

Shen Jun pushed open Yan Ziping’s door; the brocade quilt was neatly folded. He touched it—cold. He opened Lu Qianyin’s door; same thing. Surely, they had been out for a long time.

Sun Jinnian shook his head. He kept his eyes fixed firmly on Ye Zhen. In the Ye household, Ye Meng held the highest official rank and greatest power—he could help Sun Jinnian the most. All Sun Jinnian needed to do was win Ye Meng’s favor; Ye Zhen would follow as a matter of course.

Such is the sorrow of coming second. She could never erase the mark left by the one before her, for Lin Xiaohuan’s goodness had already taken root deep in his heart.

“As the guardian of the Buddha statue, don’t tell me you don’t know where it is.” Ye Shaoxuan laughed.

The commander stared at Long Meng, watching him for the length of a cigarette. Though he was the commander’s own subordinate, he had not yet reached the rank where words could be spoken without restraint.

“I, the Lord with a fair and honest face, have always been known for reliability. I will entrust this Box of Fate to someone, and when the time comes, there will naturally be a fair and just judgment.” Ye Shaoxuan said.

She sat down and rubbed her temples, suddenly feeling nauseous. It dawned on her then that her discomfort these days was not for any other reason, but because of the child growing inside her.

Bang, bang, bang—several dull blows. Fists and feet clashed. Zhang Yunhan’s skill was still a notch above the Red-Clad Monster’s. After several kicks, the Red-Clad Monster began to falter. A moment’s lapse, and with a loud thud, he was knocked to the ground by Zhang Yunhan.

Now, it was no longer a matter of honor. The goals and tasks had been achieved. More importantly, the attitude to be shown, the message to be conveyed, had already been delivered.