Chapter 61: She Only Wanted Money

Wei Yang’s expression changed slightly, and she instinctively took a step back.
The heart beneath her ribs began to beat violently, sounding like a muffled drum, leaving her mind completely blank with fright.
She swallowed with difficulty, parted her red lips, and said, "President Shen, if you really want to reward me, you might as well just give me a bonus."
Shen Cenji raised an eyebrow, "Do you love..."

Upon receiving Yuan Shu's letter, Yang Xi felt that the sender was acting in a coercive manner, as the letter was filled with threatening words.

Looking at Qin Xu, who remained silent beside her, Xu Mengyao turned her head and asked with a hint of concern.

However, the pursuers never showed up. After all, Lady Qi's primary focus was on dealing with the officials, and moreover, they had no way of knowing which direction the person who rescued Qin Yuanyuan had fled.

Before Luo Xia lay the paths paved by the four Titan Kings. Wood's intention was for him to study and use them as reference, so that he could forge his own path and discover his own concept and reality.

This could not possibly be a fabrication. To fabricate it for over a decade, once every ten days—how immense would the difficulty of that be? Everyone present refused to believe that such an absurd thing could exist in this world.

No one dared to utter a sound. Thinking of those terrifying consequences, everyone was overcome by a deep sense of anxiety.

A sigh escaped his lips, and just as he was about to turn his gaze elsewhere to search for Ruolan, his eyes accidentally caught sight of the Cupid statue atop the fountain.

It was just that the incident involving Huohuo had made everyone think there was no hope left, so who could have anticipated that happiness would arrive so suddenly?

Qin Xu spoke with feigned modesty, yet the smug look on his face could not be concealed no matter what.

Meanwhile, the members of the Chamber of Commerce who had remained silent all this time experienced a sudden twitch on their faces. A flash of incredulity instantly crossed their eyes, which grew wide as they stared fixedly at the Half-Ghost.

At this thought, Wang Jie let out a long howl toward the sky. The sound resonated like the roar of a dragon or the bellow of a tiger, echoing through the entire mountain ravine. He extended his right hand and made a gentle slice in the air before him, causing a rift to tear open immediately. With a flash, he stepped right into the fissure.

A series of harsh, piercing cries rang out. Kunyi and the other two beat their enormous wings fiercely against the void, the massive wings stirring up waves of wind-shattering noise and causing the space itself to twist violently.

The cavalrymen howled excitedly on their horses, "Ooh, ooh, ooh..." The atmosphere of victory infected the Silla soldiers, and more cavalrymen began pulling at the wooden fences section by section. As long as they could tear open a gap, the Silla soldiers would be able to pour right through it.

By the time Ye Feng regained his senses, the doctor had already left. He rushed quickly into the hospital ward and saw Dongfang Ziqing lying on the bed, her complexion already returning to a healthy flush.

Although their numbers were much fewer than those outside, the fluctuations they emitted made Wang Jie understand that the moment he showed any abnormality, he would likely be subjected to a frenzied attack instantly.

The man pressed a finger against Liu Moyan's red lips, stopping whatever he was about to say. On the man's usually cold face appeared a trace of a smile—one that could almost be described as tender. It wasn't very deep, but it was real enough. It was like the scenery after glacial ice has melted; even though a thin layer of snow still covered it, it was already mesmerizingly breathtaking.

"Has this fellow classmate finished your performance?" The male host seemed unable to bear listening any longer, and as soon as Ye Feng stopped, he stepped forward and asked.

The crucial issue now was how to get through this period—be it three or five years—so as to achieve Li Ye's intended goal. The situation on the Liaodong Peninsula would not allow for it to develop at a leisurely pace, so the problem at hand continued to trouble Jing Xiang.

"Teacher Zixi, look at the man who confessed his feelings to you—he doesn't even dare to let out a peep right now. How utterly worthless it was for you to have shed tears for him in the past. Sure, I scolded him, but who told him to be such a coward, too scared to speak up?" Luo Tao said arrogantly.

"That is only thanks to President Kang's elevation of me. I merely chanced upon it by good fortune and stumbled into it blindly by accident," Huo Fufan said humbly.