Chapter 37: Settling a Debt of Gratitude
"We have to wait for the next batch; we won't make it for this one." A fellow worker, whose child was also being sent to the countryside, said this to comfort her companion, as much as she was trying to comfort herself.
Soon, they reached the First Canteen, and Su Qiao said goodbye to the women before stepping inside. She hadn't arrived particularly early this morning, and she was stopped at the door by her senior apprentice brother, Xia Hongsheng. "Xiao Qiao, how is the child?"
"We’ve filed for a medical retirement."
"Is it that serious?"
"Yes."
"No need to thank me. If you have time, just introduce me to your master," Chairman Yi Man said with a smile.
"There is no denying that this was not a dull match. The players on both sides fought desperately, but as luck would have it, neither got what they wanted." A smile he couldn't suppress flickered across the professor’s face.
Except for the thin iron mesh in the sky—it was very fine, but if you looked closely, you could see that this net almost completely obscured the entire sky.
Diego had participated in the Champions League match a few days ago and needed more rest, and because Guti had a minor injury, Yun Sheng didn't want to risk playing him for the full match.
Through the glass of the private room, one could see below that the vast hall, spanning thousands of square meters, had already been partitioned into small, low cubicles.
Bai Yunxue nodded slightly, but her expression remained as cold as ever, and she said nothing, as if this were her innate nature.
After leaving the craftsmen's camp, Su Jun sent the other military officers back to the barracks. He didn't stay idle, however, and made his way to the office of the Blood-Red Enchantress. Thanks to the cooperation of Xi Shi in her work, combined with the fact that she often needed to go out, Chu Xuan had already managed to seize some power within the organization.
Qiao Anqing dragged herself out of bed, grabbing her messy hair with one hand while clutching her stomach, which had begun to protest with hunger, with the other as she walked out of the room.
Shen Longxuan had learned another lesson: one must be ruthless toward enemies. Even a pitiable enemy could take the life of someone who was soft-hearted.
Shen Longxuan looked up, the corners of his mouth curling upward. He produced a giant bow from nowhere and instantly drew it like a full moon, a formidable aura radiating from his body.
Yue Wuxia left the bathroom and sat in the spacious living room, crossing her legs. A smile played on her lips as she picked up the red wine nearby, took a light sip, and savored the lingering resonance dancing on her tongue.
"Tang Xie, with your medical skills, how did you end up in the inspection department?" As she spoke, Bai Mei noticed someone else in the room and couldn't help but pause when she saw Di Xingfeng.
The Bai family was also a possibility. Although they weren't directly involved in this incident, it didn't mean they didn't hate me or want me dead.
Lin Ruoyan fell silent. If even the Freemasons couldn't handle the situation, could Lin Yi?
I raised a leg and kicked him hard in the waist. Hearing him cry out in pain, I leaned close to his ear and whispered, enunciating every word.
"Gone" meant he had vanished suddenly. After all, he was someone who had been targeting me for a long time; when he didn't show up for a long time without asking for leave, I suspected something was wrong.
It wasn't that I hadn't wanted to help, but rather that I had been building walls in my heart to prevent myself from being tempted into showing my own ugly side.
"I believe in them, and you do too, don't you? You don't want to leave, you just can't bear to abandon the prosperity of the secular world," I said, glancing at the person beside me.
"Master, I don't think it's worth you going to such great lengths for a mere blade," the bodyguard said dismissively.
Fu Tong nodded, but instead of letting the three of them stand up immediately, he loudly announced their next mission on the spot: "I appoint Ma Han as the commander of the East Route Army, Zhao Hu as the commander of the Central Route Army, and Zhang Long as the commander of the West Route Army. You three shall lead the various chiefs and your respective troops and depart tomorrow."
Right now, she cared most about Chen Jingsheng's safety. If her son were arrested and sent to prison, she decided she wouldn't want to live anymore.
I was confused and was about to ask him why, but Zhi Qiu gently took my right hand and solemnly placed the jade pendant into my palm.